Test Drive Meme #31

[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 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?]

Comments

[thatisjenga]

Oh, shit.

[Said extraterrestrial scrambles out of the way of the shifting dirt and chunks of rock, and nothing about the way she speaks strikes him as particularly odd given a personal vast knowledge of the workings of the universe. What does strike him as odd is that she appears to be using said words to be fucking bending physics.

He's not sure now which he should be more worried about - her, or the mutant-sized wolves now separated from him by a wall of rubble.]

Just-- Holy shit. Look, I don't know why I'm here--

[Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck.]

[bookthefts]

( That makes two of us, she thinks, but the words remain unspoken. This is no time to appear as if she doesn't know what she's doing. Now is the time to move and ask questions later, which she communicates with a sharp curl of her wrist and a significant glance in the opposite direction to the wolves.

Where there are - of course - more wolves. )

I am going to bind them, and then we run. ( Her voice remains calm, thank goodness, no different from if she was giving instructions to Kai. )

[thatisjenga]

Run. Right, I can get behind running.

[Oh, you have no idea how much he can get behind running. Any questions he has about how exactly this woman is doing what she's doing can wait until he's not, you know, fearing for his life.

There are more wolves. Of course there are more wolves. Paul's voice is not as calm as Irene's and his camouflage isn't going to do any good when he can't hold his breath for long enough to find a way out.]

Ready, y'know, whenever you want to keep them from eating us.

[bookthefts]

( Irene is dimly aware that she'll have to explain the Language, or otherwise find a way around the topic of it, but the majority of her brain is preoccupied with getting past these wolves and finding the nearest Library or - at least - some brandy. )

Dirt, raise up and become an anchor with which to stop the wolves!

( Not her cleanest work, but the dirt does as asked, at the price of an ache running through Irene's head, the drain on her energy and the warmth at her nose which feels like an imminent nosebleed.

She doesn't have time to focus on those, however, not when they need to run. Her legs quickly pick up the pace, pushing through the exhaustion of using the Language in the most time honoured way - simple adrenaline. )