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Test Drive Meme #31
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 April 24th, and apps are open May 1st. Please remember that there is an app cap of 20 apps.
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: WHAT BIG TEETH YOU HAVE
[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.
Even if the monster looks cuddly.
Direwolves are not quite what you medieval fantasy folks might think they are- they're untameable and almost the size of a bear. While usually a predator like the direwolf might wait for the opportune moment to strike, these beasts hunt in packs and are very, very hungry. You won't be able to tame them, and any attempts may result in a couple of missing fingers.]
S O R R O W
SCENARIO TWO: REGRETFULLY YOURS
[Have you ever done something you regret? A thought or an action you've performed that you look back on and wished you hadn't? Even if it's something outside of your control, something you couldn't have known, if there's something rattling around in that brain of yours, it's coming out in full force right now, leaving you guilt-ridden and prepared to confess all your sins to the nearest bystander.
But what if confessing isn't enough? You need to show them how sorry you are in any attempt at redemption you can muster. Work as hard as you can and maybe someone will forgive you. Work even harder and maybe someday you can forgive yourself.
This is a mini version of our Tears of Joy event this month.]
R A G E
SCENARIO THREE: TEAMWORK MAKES THE DREAM WORK
[The goal is simple: stay together in this room and use the supplies provided to build the best tower you can. You've got matchsticks, popsicle sticks, Q-tips, four different kinds of glue, and various little wheels and doodads. The team with the best tower at the end of the exercise gets a wish granted! That isn't so bad, is it?
Except your teammate is insufferable. Everything from their ideas, to their building strategy, down to their accent is absolutely intolerable to you. How can you be expected to work with such a difficult partner? If you leave the room your tower is forfeit, but who can expect you to stay in these conditions?
Careful- they're just as fed up with you as you are with them. Can the two of you overcome your mutual disdain to build this arts and crafts masterpiece, or will it be a race to the door?]
Aredhel | Tolkien's Silmarillion
What a time to really wish Celegorm was around! Elves were generally pretty good when it came to anything living, but these giant wolves were more like some get of Morgoth than Eru. They'd already scored more than a few bites before the Aredhel gave up on attempting to show them she was good.
Her white dress was stained with blood now, but at least she was fairly certain she was alive, rather than in Mandos' Halls as she knew she should be. Thankfully she'd found a good strong length of wood she could use as a weapon, and did so to make the wolves back away- though only as far as her reach ended, and there was a nice circle of them around her.
Forget Celegorm.
Where was Eol?
Wildcard: Make up your own adventure!
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Had he been mortal, his heart might have stopped dead in his chest.
“Irisse!” He calls out, hope and fear and rage entwined in his voice, and the he pulls out a dagger from his boot and races toward her.
“Catch!”
The knife goes sailing over the heads to the wolves.
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She whirls at the voice, relief rushing through her, and catches the dagger with ease. She immediately lunges at one of the nearer wolves to slash and stab, still wielding the club in the other hand.
Now that she's not alone, there is no doubt they will beat these wolves back!
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Fingon puts down one of the last with a strike to the throat and turns toward his sister. It occurs to him, distantly, that the last time he met a sibling was not so very different than this one- but it will end differently. No deaths will be parting anyone, this time.
“Irisse?” He asks again, stepping forward to pull her into an embrace. “It’s truly you?”
<3 <3
"Cousin!" he called, rolling onto his feet after a successful decapitation. There was blood everywhere, but if even a drop belonged to her, he was concerned.
Knocking a pair of wolves aside with his staff, which doubled as a helpful object for him to balance against when his leg troubled him, Celebrimbor hurried to her.
"Are you hurt? Did they bite you?"
screw Eol XD
"Irisse!" A familiar voice, and a longsword beheads one as they mill in confusion.