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

[lovernotafighter]

"Just give him a tank while you're at it." How many things had Caboose burned down, huh? Was it more than Donut? Were they trying to outdo each other, like keeping score? Carolina had told him enough to make him wonder just how far this went, if it was purposeful, accidental, or just each other rubbing off on the other.

At least Caboose was in this place so they could keep an eye on him. Red Team - wherever they were - could have Donut. There. Even.

"You know," he said, tossing q-tips on the tip and trying to glue them tip to tip, "this place gave me that Reservoir Dogs you made for me. I was thinking of having a movie night with it."

And he was pretty sure that the protests would start in five...four...three...

[originalcopy]

"No. No way. Absolutely not." How's that? Is that clear enough?

God, that stupid movie. He can still recite Every. Single. Fucking line. It's burned into his memory like brand made of stupid. Watching it once... twice... hell, five times would have been fine, but it was like shabbat for Tucker. Some kind of ritual observance that he insisted on dragging everyone else along to. Fuck, he's seen that movie more often than he'd ever set foot near a synagogue.

"Tell me you didn't wish for it and it was some kind of sick joke."

Because, it's just another reminder that, for all of the bullshit... there were moments that made Blood Gulch one of the best times of his life. And that thought is just infuriatingly pathetic.