Test Drive Meme #33

[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 June 24th, and apps are open July 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: WEARS HIGH HEELS WHEN SHE EXERCISES
[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.

And this one is, well, particularly creepy. Especially if you dislike body horror, or spiders, or being eaten. This time, the Door has brought in Virginias, from the video game The Forest.

Virginias are rather disturbing-looking monsters, looking a bit like multiple bodies all squished together. They move quickly, they can charge and leap at you, and those creepy arms and legs hurt like hell. They also make skittering noises, if you want to be even more creeped out. So have fun with that!]

L O V E

SCENARIO TWO: YES, LIKE THAT
[Today, it's you time. You woke up this morning and you knew it was the perfect day to practice a little self-care. To put yourself first. To treat yourself. And that's what you're going to do!

Whether that means drinking too much, skipping out on unwanted obligations, telling people what you really think of them, or eating that last donut - you're looking after you now, and it doesn't matter what anybody else thinks! All that matters is that you're happy. So party on, and let's hope your fun doesn't get in the way of anyone else's life.

This is a mini version of our Love Yourself event this month.]

R A G E

SCENARIO THREE: JUST ONE OF THOSE DAYS
[This morning you didn't wake up wanting to treat yourself. Oh, no. You woke up wanting to show your anger - to the world, to yourself, to anyone watching. You want to break shit, start fights, get into pointless internet arguments. They're wrong, after all.

So why not? Find a stray piece of wood and start smashing windows. Tell someone you don't like the way they're looking at you. Post something incendiary on Twitter Hadriel's network. And wait for the responding anger. That's what you want, right? Someone to face off against?

Let's just hope you don't go too far.]

Comments

[hyperverbose]

Think I'm good. As floors go, this one's pretty ergonomic. [ not remotely true. he pats the ground next to him. ] C'mon. Have a seat.

[itsnotaonesie]

I'm surprised you can even pronounce "ergonomic" right now.

[The last thing Peter wants to do right now is sit on this floor. There could be like. Glass shards and spilled booze on it.

He decides to just humor Drunky Stark though, and shifts around to sit on the floor next to him.]

Guess I've sat on worse floors.

[Probably not true.]

[hyperverbose]

One time I sat on Kanye's floor. [ is that even remotely true? we just don't know ] I'd give this one a solid five.

You know... [ he swings the arm that's holding his glass of water around peter casually, gesturing down ] I bet I could build a voice-activated floor.

[itsnotaonesie]

[I mean it's Tony Stark. There's like a 50/50 chance that it's true. It wouldn't surprise Peter if it was]

Yeeeeah, don't know if I'd sit on that floor. Kim Kardashian's probably sat on that floor.

[Aaand now this is a thing. He's maybe half listening because he is now paying very close attention to where that glass of water is. Just maybe try not to spill that, Mr. Stark.]

If anyone could build a voice-activated floor, it's probably you. What would you even do with a voice-activated floor? Like, besides walk on it.

[hyperverbose]

Instant disco. [ duh ]

[itsnotaonesie]

Sounds a little impractical. What about one of those conveyer belt floors, like in airports?

[hyperverbose]

Why not both? [ the tony stark slogan ]

Tagging at work like a responsible adult dont mind me

[itsnotaonesie]

Okay, I guess I can't argue with that. You think the world is ready for a disco belt, though? Sounds a little extreme.

I am honored by your ninja tags

[hyperverbose]

Innovation lives in that space where the world might not be ready. [ check out these drunken words of wisdom. there should be a surcharge. ] That way progress lies. [ he is saying this very solemnly for a man talking about a disco conveyor belt ]

[itsnotaonesie]

[Peter nods slowly, as if this is like the deepest, most inspirational shit he's ever heard. Under different circumstances, maybe it would be]

So... exactly how much did you have to drink, Mr. Stark?

[hyperverbose]

[ his brow furrows the tiniest bit, as he apparently tries to calculate ] ... I stopped counting around nine.

[itsnotaonesie]

[How is this man not blacked out in a corner somewhere HOW]

Wh- Nine?

Like, okay. I don't drink, but I'm pretty sure that maybe that's way too much? You're gonna be so hung over tomorrow.

[hyperverbose]

[ it's the iron liver ]

Wouldn't be a party otherwise.

[itsnotaonesie]

[He's gonna need an iron liver if this keeps up. And maybe iron kidneys.]

Uh huh. Five bucks says you won't even remember this party in the morning. Or much of anything else.

[hyperverbose]

Therein lies the point, Scooter.

[itsnotaonesie]

That's... uh.

I mean, that's not... really the best way to like...

Maybe talking about it would better than like. Poisoning yourself?

[hyperverbose]

Right. [ he pats peter's shoulder with paternal affection. almost missing, but finding it eventually, as he suddenly remembers that maybe he shouldn't be advising the teenager to turn to alcoholism. ] Caveat for all future encounters like this: do as I say, not as I do.

[itsnotaonesie]

[It's all good, Peter knows better. He's still going to be a smartass though.]

Yeah, what was that one thing you said? "Don't do anything I would do, and definitely don't do anything I wouldn't do"?

Seriously, though, I mean it. Maybe chill on the booze? I might want to keep you around for a while.

[hyperverbose]

You know kid... you're alright. [ he slouches down a bit more in place ] How about you just... bring my bed over here and I'll call it a night.

[itsnotaonesie]

I could do that, yes, but I think it would be more convenient for everyone if I just helped you to your room.

i'm so sad. i thought apps closed at midnight at the end of the 8th. ;;;;

[hyperverbose]

[ processing... processing... ] Right. Room. Let's just-- [ he reaches up to grab the edge of the counter, tries to get up, and goes sliding right back down on his ass ]

Oh no! Next month my dude ;A;

[itsnotaonesie]

[mr stark stop you're an embarrassment]

Yeah, just. Let me help you up.

[The good news is, Peter can lift a building, and thus has no trouble helping Tony to his feet.]

There, you good?

womp womp 8(

[hyperverbose]

[ he is standing successfully, but there's a lot of leaning on you petey, so good thing you've got those muscles ] Good, yeah. Great, really. How are you?

such is life 8(

[itsnotaonesie]

[Excellent job mr. stark you can do it!!! Peter will just give him a couple seconds to like balance or whatever before trying to move his drunk ass]

All things considered, I'm doing pretty good.

[hyperverbose]

[ down the hall they go, tony using one hand against the wall as well to help with the steadying ] Really? Interdimensional kidnapping and all?