Test Drive Meme #6

[hadrielmods]

Welcome to Hadriel's test drive, and thank you again for your interest in the game! As always, our reserves page is here, and our applications page is here! Reserves open February 23rd, and apps are open March 1st.

Two quick points here as well:

1. Any thread made in Hadriel's test drive will be accepted as the sole Action Log sample in the application.
2. All threads made in the test drive can be considered game canon, either through handwaving or through a shared mental experience while coming through the Door!

Test drives will be broken up into specific god mini-events, during which your characters can see how well they fare under the watchful eye of one of the gods. Choose wisely or just simply pick 'em all, and have fun!

F E A R

SCENARIO ONE: BLOBBED
[The Door brings in all that is chaotic and evil in the world. This may include you, may include the person next to you... and may include the monster behind you.

Watch out as you explore the streets of Hadriel, because you're not alone, and there's always something on the rooftops watching and waiting for the perfect opportunity to separate you from your group and tear you into pieces. This time, the Door has brought in several Blobs, from the similarly titled 1988 movie, The Blob for you meet.

These gelatinous creatures have no weak spots or brains that can be sliced or crushed to kill them. Instead, their only goal is to absorb and dissolve its prey so that it can grow larger. Think that its, er, blob-like form makes it easy to avoid? Think again- it moves faster than one might expect, as shown in its canon 'kill' video here (with a healthy cw warning for gore and 80's movie effects).]

R A G E
SCENARIO TWO: WENDIGONE
[Hey, that snack you found? It might taste a little too familiar. At least you don't have time to worry about accidental cannibalism too much though, because you've now become host to a vengeful wendigo spirit! The transformation will be sped up for the purposes of this test drive, though you can post at whichever point in the change you desire. Want to tear people to shreds? Go for it. Want to try to clutch onto the last few pieces of your humanity? Be our guest!

On the flipside, as someone who is unaffected, you may be trying to arm yourself and take these wendigos head-on... or, you may be trying to figure out a way you can save them, which would involve somehow trapping them on Hope's altar. Think you can handle that?

This is a mini version of our Who What Where Wendigo event this month!]


H O P E

SCENARIO THREE: CARNATION DAY
[You know those moments in high school that everyone used to dread? Where everyone would spend a week or so with the opportunity to buy a carnation or two for someone they like, only for carnation day to come along and dash any hopes and dreams you had of getting a flower from that special someone?

Well, here's your chance to relive that day- but, you know, hopefully make it end a little happier.

In this prompt, some characters will emerge through the Door- or wake up, or just suddenly appear- with carnations clutched in their hands. These flowers can be any color of your choosing, and all have tags on them. They can be addressed to you or to someone else, and in that FROM category? Well, from your secret admirer, of course- or any other character who may or may not have sent it! Here's to hoping they're a good one!]

Comments

[prespangled]

Yeah. [Steve ran into them and they almost ran over him. Fortunately when something doesn't have a brain, they're not too hard to outsmart.] It's been awhile since I've seen any though.

[His reflexes, like everything about his body, aren't the greatest. The flower crown lands on top of his head before Steve can even try to catch it. So he reaches up to drag it off instead, staring at the tag with his name on it, the flower that's different from the rest.

There's not too much time to ponder it, though. Rumlow's on the move, and it's going to take everything in him to try and keep up. If the idea of it's daunting, Steve doesn't show it.]

Yeah, we can see if anyone needs help from up there. We're probably not the only ones who just got here.

[ukase]

I suspect they are keeping themselves to one area of the city, if this place can be called that. No doubt their territory will shift with that of their food source.

[Their food source being people, and he expected that something of that magnitude would find a way to get into all the difficult and unexpected places. His imagination was already running wild with how much trouble they could be in if the ooze was in all the pipes. Toilets and drains were out in his books already.

He made no break in his stride for Rogers; the kid had legs and could clearly use them. He had enough respect for the guy to not change his own movements to accommodate, expecting and certain that the blond would keep up.]

Did you come with any supplies or just the clothes on your back?

[He paused at a door to a four-story building and checked the handle, but it was locked. He pulled out two bobbi pins to work the locking mechanism open. Oh his days on the streets were forever useful.]

[prespangled]

Shouldn't we be trying to figure out where that is?

[Not that Steve knows how to stop or kill them either. He only knew to run from them, the first time that he'd ran from anything in a very long time. But at least if they know where they are, they can warn other people away from them.]

Just...the clothes.

[Steve's panting softy by the time they reached the doorway. He leans forward, hands against his knees as he tries to catch his breath. He can only blink when Rumlow starts picking the lock. He knows it's wrong, illegal, but so was lying all those times he was trying to get into the army. Sometimes you just have to do the best that you can. At least it doesn't look like anyone's apartment.]

[ukase]

No, you should have a planned escape route first. How are we supposed to help people if we don't know a safe route to take them? Secure a spot first, then go helping. You're useless to everyone dead.

[He worked the locking mechanism gently, twisting his pins until he heard and felt a click of the mechanism sliding into the open position. He eased out the pins and tried the door, finding that it opened after he jimmied the knob and threw a knee into it.

He opened it cautiously, using the door as a shield for his body before it seemed all clear and he stepped inside, gesturing the blond in after him. He only cast a curosy look to make certain Steve wasn't about to collapse before he was moving to ascend the stairs.]

We'll get you a few supplies as we move. Knife is your best friend in survival situations.

[He stopped on each landing to listen for sound other than Rogers' breathing and to give the kid just a touch of a break to prevent an asthma attack. Four floors up and he was unlocking the door that allowed them on the roof.]

Scope out that side of the building for signs of people or flesh eating monsters.