dankmemes | Test Drive Meme #6

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!]

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[Ok see when you put it that way it sounds terrible!! I demand a retake!]

Hn. I'll take that as a no then and suit yourself, the offer still stands if they're needed later.

[It's ok the Admiral was right in her judgement about his experience with firearms and knowing him he'd find a way to shoot his own damn foot. Lucky for Ikar he's managed to find the kitchen utensil drawer. To no ones surprise ever he did not find an axe in these drawers, but it did give him an idea...

Hey, hey Merlwyb do you see this incredulous stare Ikar is shooting back at you?? Yeah he sees that grin of hers and he does not get what's so amusing.]

No, no I woulda remembered talkin' to someone like you. [Hottie with a body!] I'll think of it... Anyroad, the name's Ikar.

[Excuse him as he tugs this drawer of silverware or whatever the Hadriel not quite right equivalent is and turns full body to you.]

I think I might just have a plan if you wanna hear it.

[ Nope. You made your bed, now lie in it. B]

Naturally, the return stare doesn't elicit so much as a blink while she stares steadily back, entirely unruffled by the intense scrutiny. You're cute when you try to intimidate a Roegadyn almost twice your size, tiny Hyur friend. Were she less sober, that would be worth a pat on the cheek.
Alas, there's not a drop of ale to be had. Instead, his introduction is met with an acknowledging tilt of the Admiral's head. ]

A pleasure, Ikar. [ Casually not returning the gesture by giving him her own name. That would ruin the fun, after all. Further, her body language clearly states she has no further hints to give him - getting comfortable where she leans by the wall, letting her gaze roam over the pitch black shadows across the street. ] Pray speak freely. However -

[ She'll judge whether or not he should be allowed to make plans afterwards. It should make for a fine diversion in the meantime. ]

- I'm sure you need not be reminded how swiftly our foe moves. An outright offensive is not viable.

[Seriously, it's bugging the crap outta him that he can't remember where he's seen her before. However there was more pressing matters to attend to than trying to solve that mystery. He'll just keep that on the back burner.

He made his way back over to the table his potions were on to set down the drawer, casually pulling out a steak knife from it.]

Oh no worries, I have no plans on dyin' today. I don't feel like being that reckless without my armor anyways.

[No reminders needed! They are pretty fast though as his burning legs kept reminding him.]

Distraction is somethin' I could call my specialty though. So how good is your aim? Utensils ain't gonna do much to them, but get their attention on me.

[Yep... that's his whole plan. Hopefully have an amazing shot and throw a knife into a monsters eye then run like hell. Throwing utensils is not nearly like chucking tomahawks though. But hey making sure to keep enemies attention and taking the pain is a marauders job after all!]

[ -> No Plans to Die
-> Don't Feel Like Being Reckless

------> Grabs steak knife

IKAR PLEASE. If it wasn't obvious before, it should be by now: Merlwyb is judging you super hard. Any regular pirate worth his or her salt would just let the sacrificial lamb with the butter knife run in one direction while they fled to safety the other way.
Sadly, Merlwyb cannot in good conscience allow an adventurer to fling themselves into the jaws of a waiting wendigo. A shame, really. ]

Absolutely not. They would be upon you before you went two paces from the threshold.

[ Bam. Shut down.
The Admiral closes her eyes briefly, pinching the bridge of her nose between a forefinger and thumb. ]

We needs must think on this carefully. There is no margin for foolish errors.

[He said he was going to toss it at them, not run in and attack! GOSH! I mean ok it's kinda reckless to attempt to kite an enemy without a healer, even more so if you're the only one even bothering to damage the thing. There's no point in it.

With a slight huff, he leaned back to sit on the table and crossed his arms. He's not mad at her, but he was frustrated all the same. He kinda looked like a pouty child really.]

I'm sure I coulda made it a few yalms at least...

[Yes because a few yalms versus a few step was that big of a difference.]

So what's yer big plan of action then?

Test Drive Meme #6

cuz of you I had to unlock all my icons again GEEZ

ur welcome c8

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