Test Drive Meme #34

[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 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!]

Comments

[lacessere]

[It's lucky, really, that Maevaris is a mage who hails from Tevinter and not anywhere else in Thedas, where the clear use of what is very obviously blood magic would have had this young man flash frozen or set on fire within moments.

There's still a certain, small distaste for it (she's never needed it, gaining the power she has on her own merit), but look how useful it turns out to be at this moment in time.]

Oh, how lovely. [She says, circling around the now frozen creature and looking it up and down. Her hands rub lightly together, then she lifts one to make a small, dainty flick motion with one finger. Nothing touches the beast, but a small clink rings out like a chime and - slowly at first, but quickly increasing in pace - thin cracks begin to appear.

In moments, it crumbles into pieces on the floor.]

[nasvares]

( They'd have to catch him first. Kell may not look like much, slight as the wind and with a definite slouch to his posture, as though he would rather not be noticed, but he's a rather adept magic user even without the blood magic. Each element bends to his whim as easily as the gelantinous monster crumbles to the practised flick of her fingers.

He pushes copper hair back in place, covering his eye, and looks around with the distinctly unsettled air of one who isn't where they intended to be. More than that, as Kell had experienced a lot of magic, had used magic to travel between worlds before, but never known a method of summoning one to another world. Otherwise what would be the crown's use for an Antari?

(Combat, most likely.)

Without hesitation, Kell plucks a handkerchief from the rather exquisite red coat he wears, wiping the blood from his hand. The cut would heal soon enough, as they always did. )

Is this yours?

( This said with a gesture to their surroundings, tone far more casual than the clutch of panic in his heart. This is not home, this isn't even a London-- Would an attempt to travel back even work? And if it did, where in the world would he appear?

(Knowing Kell's luck, probably the Isle.) )

[lacessere]

Mine? [She doesn't quite catch his meaning at first, then she looks around them and lets out a short, sharp scoffing sound.] Certainly not. Somewhere of my imaginings would have far more people waiting on me hand and foot, and far less vile creatures spraying their innards over my legs.

[No vile creatures, in fact. The very idea.

She isn't without her own unsettled feelings about this sudden relocation. One moment she had been on her way to the Magisterium, and the next she was here, with a seamless transition in between and nothing to suggest that any magic was used at all.]

And nothing to do with you, either?