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Test Drive Meme #32
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!
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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?]
i'm sorry about her
Really.
It's the crowning glory in a shitty, shitty week. One which was meant to make Rosa scared but mostly just pissed her off.
(Though, really, isn't that Rosa's default state of being at any one time.)
She expects nothing when she stares him dead in the eyes, leaning forward like a dog would bear its teeth and - )
Don't need to talk to kick your ass.
( Oh hey, look. She can talk.
... That's nice. )
perfection
They're back to normal.]
Need a drink?
:')
...Yeah. Beer. ( Or whatever passes for a beer here. ) We sit. We drink. None of this "getting to know you" crap.
( Which... may be flexible depending on weirdness, entertainment, or how strong the beer is. )
no subject
[But have some foamy prison style fruit booze, frothy and a little fermented. He pours them both some, and moves to sit down.
Quentin is equally glad to drink in silence.]
no subject
( All fruity and shit. Not exactly the kind of drink she'd ever pick out herself, but it has alcohol in it.
... Maybe she should have just asked for scotch.
- Then again. Maybe not. Who knows what that would taste like.
The silence passes long enough for Rosa to down her drink, tapping her finger against the empty glass before she opens her mouth. This is not small talk. This is not getting to know you. This is I'm new and the newbie guide only says so much information gathering. )
There anything but bad booze in this town?
no subject
[He says, with a soft huff.]
But not a lot else.
[So basically, they're practically still in Brooklyn.]
no subject
That's a point in Hadriel's favour, she guesses. Not enough to counteract the losing her voice, being trapped in a strange place with nothing to do, but a point nonetheless. )
So I get to eat like Jake.
( Probably worse, actually, because there were takeouts back home. )
no subject
[Agrees Quentin, with a small smile.]
I've got a bunch of tinned peaches I can share if you want. And I hear there are crops- but I haven't found them yet.