Test Drive Meme #32

[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 May 25th, and apps are open June 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: HONK HONK
[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.

Hope you're not afraid of clowns!

Evil Clowns have been a terror on the imagination of children everywhere, and show up enough times in literature for us to reasonably say that plenty of adults are afraid of them too. While they love to laugh, they often bring themselves joy by murdering others and slicing them up with the sharp knives and other torture devices that they have tucked away in their seventeen pockets.

It's not difficult to outrun them, as they have big, squeaky shoes, but it might be difficult to fight them- these bastards are hardy!]

F E A R

SCENARIO TWO: MISSING SOMETHING?
[You may arrive in Hadriel... well, incomplete. Though some may reassure you that it's temporary, there's still something terrifying in suddenly losing your sight or your hearing... or even you arm!

While this event does not affect memories, it does affect body parts, senses, and potentially powers and abilities. You may find yourself unable to do things you once did, or behave the way you normally do.

This is a mini version of our Senses Fail event this month.]

T R A N Q U I L I T Y

SCENARIO THREE: MAY FLOWERS
[You're in a beautiful garden. The sun is shining, the grass is green, and there are hundreds of thousands of flowers all around you. The temperature is just perfect, and above all else, it's satisfying.

Maybe you should pick some flowers for a friend, or your mother- you did skip mother's day, after all. Luckily, there's a few cutting shears to go around and you're more than welcome to start hacking away at these thistley bushes! Hopefully you know a thing or two about flower arranging- maybe that person over there is more experienced?]

Comments

[toight]

That is too many suns.

[ Why are there that many suns? His brain hurts. He squints up at the sun in dismay because this is starting to feel really real. What the hell!

It's mostly autopilot that has him clasping Drake's hand. ] Jake Peralta. Are you sure I'm not having a nervous breakdown?

[braveoff]

You're telling me. Honestly, I preferred when the city was stuck in a cave, but shit went down and we had to relocate to the surface. We're gonna move again soon, too, not sure what that'll be like... but for now I hope you don't mind the heat.

[ Drake's grip is firm and hopefully reassuring. He's pretty excellent at seeming like he has his shit together even when he doesn't, especially these days, in no small part because experience has taught him it keeps others calm too. Which is something his new acquaintance desperately needs. ]

I'm very sure. This place will try to push you to one, though, you've gotta keep it together. Do you want a history lesson or a tour, or just a stiff drink?

[toight]

[ Hmmm... that's a tough one. Jake is having potentially the Worst Day Ever and there's a choice between a guided tour with the admittedly hunky welcome wagon or getting drunk enough that things seem less terrible. ]

I think I'm gonna take door number 3. Or we get drunk and then you give me a tour. It'll be like Drunk History except terrible and apparently on another planet.

[braveoff]

[ He probably shouldn't be encouraging anyone to drink their problems away, especially when the problem is being here in the first place... but not everybody's equipped to handle just how fucking weird this all is right away. So Drake nods, dropping Jake's hand only to grip his shoulder instead, nodding towards the Speakeasy. ]

Let's see just how drunk we get, that could be fun but I kinda want you to remember it. Either way, we'll deal with reality tomorrow?