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Test Drive Meme #34
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 July 25th, and apps are open August 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: OOZES GEOMETRICALLY
[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.
The only warning you may get is the squish slick sound of movement before a gelatinous cube is upon you. Leaving gross trails behind them and with their see-through bodies filled with the bones of those that they've dissolved in their jelly, these cubes have no real vulnerability other than their limited movement.
Gelatinous cubes are exactly what it says on the tin, giant translucent cubes of jelly whose main attack tactic seems to be cornering people in small hallways and just sort of absorbing them into its mass. They then digest all meat and flesh and leave only floating bones and various metals their victim may have been wearing stashed inside of their jiggling forms.
Maybe it's time to apologize for the last time you brought a jelly mold to a potluck.]
A L L
SCENARIO TWO: MY LOYAL SERVANTS
[Thanks for your service to the gods! In order to power each of them up, it's up to you to pick a deity you like most (or dislike least, as it were) and simply say their name in order to be influenced by them and encouraged to inspire their emotion in others!
What, you don't want to play? Too bad, accidental name calling works just as well, even if you didn't mean to incite them- you'll feel their presence pulling their chosen emotion out in you anyway. Hope you picked a good one!
This is a mini version of our In Need Of A Boat event this month.]
C O N F U S I O N
SCENARIO THREE: I MISS GPS
[Sure, you might be a little confused at being here at first, but that generally goes away within a few days. This time... well, this time, that feeling of befuddlement isn't quite going away. Roads that you take seem to disappear behind you when you turn around, your right turns are left turns on the map you're following, and you're pretty sure that everyone except for you put their shirt on backwards this morning.
Is everyone high? What they're saying makes absolutely no sense to you. You can't find your way out of a paper bag, let alone back to where you've been staying lately. Is that a dog or is it an eldritch horror coming up to lick at your calves?
During this prompt, everything will feel off and it can be very difficult to get your bearings at all. That's Confusion for you!]
Sumireko Usami | Touhou Project
[Her head hurts. She keeps looking down at her phone hoping that somehow, magically, Google Maps will suddenly update and tell her where in god’s name she is, despite the fact it hasn’t worked a single second since she was dropped here.
Unfortunately, that moment never comes.
So there she stands, shoulders resting against a building, but certainly not the one she had been trying to locate. No, when she looked up, she had found herself clear across town, the exact opposite direction of the one she had intended to go. Was she blind? Just stupid? Former, maybe in about 20 more years, but the latter she was certain was untrue.
And yet, the minute she starts walking again, she seems to be going in circles. Indeed, after just a few minutes, she was back where she started- with her shoulder resting against the cream stucco of some unknown house.
No, she was now certain something was wrong- but what, she didn’t know.]
…Ugh.
I knew I should have just gone back to bed this morning.
WILDCARD.
[She feels strange to be rooting through seemingly abandoned buildings like this. But it's certainly not stopping her, either.
Kicking a shard of the brightly colored glass on the ground with a sharp tink, she flicks through the disorganized, sometimes toppled shelves. Though she's not looking for anything in particular, she figured some of the less-popular stores might hold something interesting. Not... that the regular ones were lacking in strange things, but at the same time, the interesting trinkets of this world wouldn't be magically gathering at her feet.
She lifts a bag of what seems to be snacks from the floor- unopened, but covered in a language she could never hope to understand- and squints. She doubts they're worth her time, but-
In the distance, something hits the ground hard, like a sack of gravel. No, perhaps lighter than that? Even still, it makes her jump.]
...Hello?
[Was it just the wind knocking over a shelf, perhaps? A chill runs down her spine.]
Wildcard.
She travels deeper into the warehouse, staying behind some of the larger boxes. She peaks to the side to get a look at her possible enemy and blinks when she sees...another girl? Just then, Katara's hand knocks something over. She cringes and the other woman definitely heard her. She steps from behind the box, her hands up in surrender. ]
Hi! Hello! I'm not...doing anything weird, I promise.
I thought you were something else.
Re: Wildcard.
The tension in her shoulders relaxes just a bit.]
Hmph... Whatever.
But if what you're doing isn't weird, what is it?
[Sumireko certainly wouldn't lie- she was doing something weird. That even somewhere as stinking of the occult as this, she was trying to find something even more strange to catch her interest.]
...And who are you?
[This is added on to the end as an aside, as if she has suddenly remembered that she's no longer somewhere she knows everyone's name.]
no subject
I'm Katara. It's nice to meet you.
[ She bows respectfully though the question of what she was doing...? Haha... ]
Oh! Well, I was actually just...looking for something. Scrolls, actually. I was wondering if they had any stored here since every place that seems to have something important is destroyed.
[ She says that in the most casual way she can. This place really is weird... ]
Though, what's your name? And why are you looking around a strange warehouse?
no subject
[She narrows her eyes, looks down at the stack of magazines at her feet, and then looks back up. Well, she certainly hasn't seen anything of the sort around here, but she supposes this is probably the most likely place they'll be.]
I guess reading material would be helpful in general, in my case- I'd probably go crazy without any entertainment available.
[She scrunches up her nose slightly.]
Unfortunately, the only things I can find here seem to be gossip rags or totally incomprehensible... Though I guess either way I don't "understand the appeal."
[Her face turns up a bit, however, at being asked her name- back, at least, to neutral gear.]
I'm Sumireko Usami, president of the Secret Sealing Club-
[Though, she wonders if that even formally exists without a school backing it- ah well, she's the only member anyway-]
And I'm here to investigate for any signs of the occult! Well, ones that aren't quite so obvious, anyway.
no subject
Secret...Sealing Club?
[ It sounded like the type of club a bunch of teenagers would be apart of where they talk about boyfriends and gossip and whatnot. Which is quite funny sense the other girl seemed to not be interested in things such as gossip. ]
Occult stuff...? I don't think I've seen anything like that around here. Or, well, something that is more abnormal than the things I have seen around these parts.
wildcard whoo!
The only problem with searching through unfamiliar, dilapidated areas was the threat of things collapsing. Like an entire cabinet dropping to the ground beside him. Kakashi moves to explore another part of the building when a small voice calls out. Crap. He hoped to avoid anyone else. ]
Sorry. I'm just looking around. [ He calls out. ]
Re: wildcard whoo!
...Right...
[Though, thinking about it, a bit of a smile comes to her face. There's no need to be too formal here, is there?]
I just figured someone your age would have checked out the normal shops, that's all.
[The jab is playful in tone, not really serious- but still a bit cutting.]
no subject
[ He goes from feeling a little guilty about scaring her to confused.
The regular shops have typical goods. Kakashi is looking for anything interesting that may be left in old wreckage. ]
no subject
Older folks tend to be boring traditionalists, is all. Then again, I guess that's true of a lot of younger people, too- they're just not willing to put their safety aside for a moment to really take a look at the world, is all. More willing to let the status quo tell them what to do than actually go out and accomplish anything on their own.
[She's ranting again- a bad habit of hers she still hasn't quit.
Not that she expects this guy to understand- she's more talking to herself than him.]
no subject
Kakashi's eyes glazed over about a quarter of the way through her rant. ]
You talk too much.
[ He turned from her and went back to rummaging through the cabinet that had accidentally fallen. He'd gotten used to dealing with noisy kids. ]
no subject
...Hmph, well at least I'm not that rude when I do it...!
[That'll teach her to talk to adults, even ones she thinks might be interesting. The older generations really were out of touch with the kids.]
no subject
[ He's rifling through the cabinets as he speaks. Really, it's immature to bicker with a kid, but that's never stopped him before. ]