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

[ekouden]

[ For all of his issues with controlling his anger, at least Kylo Ren makes an attempt. Rey lets her feelings move through her like water, and her face screws up in frustration as her voice hits an angry pitch. ]

I don't want the war here any more than you do, but the First Order are terrible people. You would want to bring...Hux or Snoke into- into help us? Ben, they'd do nothing but want both you and me dead!

[disequilibrium]

[ She knows it’s more than just the three of them, right? Because he’s starting to wonder. It makes her statement equal parts infuriating and amusing. The latter of which wins out. Dryly. ]

The First Order numbers in the thousands. Any of them could be brought here. So, no. I’m not suggesting we invite the Supreme Leader.

[ Truthfully, the thought of Snoke being brought here twists his stomach unpleasantly. The days spent here have been the first Kylo can remember where the only voice within his head is his own. It’s a new feeling, both unsettling and freeing, and it’s done nothing but solidify the realization that Snoke no longer has a place in the future he wants to create. That’s as true in Hadriel as it is in their galaxy. ]

But most of them pose less of a danger to me than your friends.

[ The emphasis on the last word is… pointed. ]

[ekouden]

Brainwashed kidnapped children don't count as the First Order.

[ She shakes her head, looking upwards and to the left as she tries to keep from yelling. Instead her voice comes out in hiss, and she points the bit of tower at him accusingly. ]

My friends aren't dangerous.

[disequilibrium]

Not to you.

[ It comes out as a snarl. The hand lying on the table raises only to slam back down, sending loose materials scattering off the edge and perhaps damaging the tower itself. He pays it no mind. ]

How many of those brainwashed soldiers have they killed? They’d do the same to me given the opportunity.

[ His mother is, possibly, the one exception. And even that's far from certain. ]

[ekouden]

[ The tower does wobble, and one unsecured piece topples from the top, rolling crazy circles on the table before it plummets to the ground. The sound of it skipping to the corner of the room is the only sound for several seconds, before Rey kicks her chair out, standing on the brace bar as she leans on the table in one swift move. The tower sways harder under the assault, as Rey reaches past it and presses her splayed hand over his heart through his heavy uniform. She speaks quietly now, though the force in her words are just as powerful as if she had shouted them, her eyes keeping his. ]

I won’t let anyone harm you. I will place myself in between even a blaster to the heart if I have too, Ben. We are a package deal. I can and will protect you.

[disequilibrium]

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Which is to say Kylo manages not to flinch away from the sudden contact, though he does stiffen briefly in alarm before forcing himself to relax and hold her gaze. This whole conversation has veered into something foreign and uncharted. Gestures of loyalty he’s not certain how to return or even if he completely believes them. It’s easier to have faith here, alone, but talk of the Resistance always brings back his doubts, all the ways it could fall apart if any of them were to arrive.

She’ll be forced to pick a side and it won’t be his. Or it will be but he’ll fail to meet her expectations and those disagreements over practicality and compassion will turn into something else. Disappointment. Failure. Abandonment.

The hesitation and insecurity flicker across his face for a moment before smoothing out. ]

I know.

[ Her strength was never in question, nor her honesty. Only her ability to maintain it in the face of everything else. Carefully, he brings up one of his hands to rest on hers. It’s too tentative to be a grasp, more of an awkward pat at best, but hopefully, the intention comes across. ]

And I won’t allow anyone from the First Order to pose a threat. To either of us.

[ A promise he feels more secure about. Snoke is already almost out the picture, for several deserved reasons but in part because of her, and there’s no one else within the organization who has the power to threaten them. ]

[ekouden]

[ For how little she considers his comfort when breaching the space between them, she's surprised to find him softly place his hand over hers, the wide span of it making her own seem small in comparison. Trapped between his chest and palm, the heat that radiates from him warms her fingers (the air in this room more than a little uncomfortably chilly) and she can just barely pick up the beat of his heart through the fabric. It warms her cheeks more than her hand somehow, and she feels a little lightheaded, her eyes moving from his face to their hands as he speaks.

His promise makes her smile a little, and she presses her lips together, slipping her hand out from under his so that she can sit back in her seat. It's harder to look him in the eyes suddenly, having just pledged herself to him like that, and she furrows her eyebrows, looking at her now slightly crooked tower.]

We'll handle that part if it happens. For now we should just get this done.