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]

Then perhaps you should stop wasting your arrows on them.

[There could be something else here against which those arrows would be far more use. Maevaris decides to switch to a different tactic, an orange glow starting between cupped hands before she throws out a plume of fire towards one of the creatures. It seems to do a better job.

Ah, but this woman just said something curious. She glances over her shoulder, eyebrows arched.]

The accent, or the curse, darling? The answer to both would be a 'yes'. [Ah, but then...] And you sound like someone hailing from the Free Marches. Am I correct?

[closerift]

I had a few varieties to test before I abandoned the process, thank you.

[ She does try a different tactic, though. Cecily slips Taako's engraved bracelet off her wrist briefly enough for the anchor to flare, bursting from its restraints, lashing out enough that it explode some of the gelatinous enemies from within.

Breathing a bit more heavily, she replaces the bracelet, shaking out her hand again as if nothing had happened. Just another day with a cursed artifact in your palm! ]

Someone from Thedas, then. What a rarity. [ No one familiar, though? Perhaps. Or... ] Formerly of the Marches, much more fondly of Skyhold. [ She takes a breathless moment to offer a bit of a bow before moving out of the way of a hungry blob. ] - Ack. Inquisitor Trevelyan, at your service.

[lacessere]

[If one weapon doesn't work, try another variety of the same. That makes perfect sense, but Maevaris doesn't get the opportunity to deliver a tart response before she's being faced with something that she's only read about in Dorian's letters.

When Cecily gives her name, the woman laughs.]

Oh, my dear, you need no introduction!

[She steps smartly out of the way of the same blob in turn, setting a small firetrap beneath it with a gesture and sending it flying.]

Maevaris Tilani of Qarinus. Magister of the Imperial Senate. We've corresponded.

[closerift]

... Oh! [ Her brows raise in surprise - and then, delight - before she utters a laugh. ] Of course! Forgive my not having recognized you: you look so different in person than mere words on a page.

[ It's such a relief to be in the presence of someone from Thedas, though, and it shows. Her mood brightens considerably, her face positively alight. ]

We couldn't have stopped the Ventori's spread without your aid. I'll never forget how instrumental you've been in it all. [ There's a pause, and then a little, teasing tilt of the head. ] I hope you're taking good care of Dorian up there. I miss him terribly.