dankmemes | test drive meme # 36

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 September 24th, and apps are open October 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: GET YOUR RED CAPE READY
[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.

You don't want to ride them- someone already tried that. Near you is a horselike beast, one without any fur or skin or anything that might make it more palatable. It's a Nuckelavee, a Nordic mythological creature which terrorizes the Northern Isles.

This demonic creature seems to embody that of a man merged with a horse- but not in the cute centaurian way. They are natural swimmers and emerge from the deep to drag their prey down into the water with them- so terrible that even the scent of their breath can sap you of all will to live. Better hold your own breath and look out!]

L O V E

SCENARIO TWO: GET YOU SOME
[You don't know where you are or where you're going- or what you're even doing in this strange city on the ocean- but you do know that you need someone by your side to make it better. Even if you don't know them, even if you hate them, there's something comforting to having another person so close to you.

Closer.

Physical contact with another person seems to put your mind completely at ease, erasing all of your worries and doing better for your mind than a hundred meditation sessions. So it's time to get friendly, even if you're not really that friendly of a person in the first place.

This is a mini version of our A Little Touchy Feely event this month.]

SCENARIO THREE: 15 MINUTES LATE WITH
[Good news! Love has decided that since other liquids seem to be all the rage amongst you humans and they somehow learned about Earth agricultural crops, they've decided to open up a coffee shop!

Here's the space to live out all of your coffee shop AUs in a Hadriel setting! With a storm brewing over the island and a merry pink glowcloud somehow creating caffeinated drinks on the spot when you order them, get ready to tuck in and get nice and cozy for a few minutes.

But uh-oh! Your name is misspelled! Or it's someone else's name entirely, but it's your drink. Or something about your order is wrong- whatever the case, Confusion definitely wouldn't just stand around and let Love have their fun. Somehow, everything is wrong in this poor coffeeshop... what are you going to do about it?]

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[Jane nearly has a heart attack when the British-accented woman in the weird clothes comes up to her, asking if a coffee labeled "Jaiyne" is for her. she's been so careful to only give out Alice as her name that the thought of someone here knowing her real name. . . well, it's unpleasant. really, really unpleasant. now, how to play this?

she shrugs] I know it's not mine. My name is Alice. You're sure it's not yours?

[Goodness, her clothes aren't that strange, are they? She wasn't going to keep that impractical dress on in a place like this any more than she did in Africa.

She squints at the cup. Well then. Maybe it is for her, after all, but she's having some serious doubts about that pink cloud's ability to spell.]

Hm. [Jane says, then she laughs.] At least three of the letters would still be in the right order.

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[they're strange compared to what Jane is used to wearing and seeing, which in her case would be a tight white top and a pair of bootcut jeans with a black hoodie.

she maintains a look of innocence. there's no way that cup could possibly be for her. that would imply that the fake gods know way more about her than they're letting on, which would be alarming at best.

she smiles] Yeah. To be honest, I have my doubts about the fake gods' smarts. This one in particular seems a little spacey.

[Since Jane's name is, well, Jane and nothing else, she has no reason to question the name given to her by the other woman. She only sighs and finally steps a little ways back from the counter to allow other people to move forwards. If this is going to be what she gets, well, it doesn't seem too bad?]

They are fascinating creatures, aren't they? [Her attention strays from her coffee to the pink cloud moving about the place.]

I could spend years just studying them, trying to figure them out...

[And, god, does it ever sound like she'd enjoy it, too.]

[then she would've been an ideal customer during Jane's brief stint as a waitress. she messed up orders all the time, who got what at which table. someone who's willing to take a screwed up order and make the best of it]

This one's not so bad, at least not compared to the others. [she wonders why Love doesn't bother assuming human form like the rest of them do]

Yeah, odds are you're gonna have your chance. Once this place gets people, it doesn't like to let 'em go.

[yes it does. it's a little weird to a skeptic like Jane]

[Ah... the very thing she's been trying not to think too much about since she got here and realised she would not very easily escape. Her eyes cast down, the edges of her smile fading, and she feels that drop in the pit of her stomach as a sensation she has become all too familiar with by now.]

I've gotten that impression.

[But moping with do nothing to change it! Pull yourself together, Jane.]

Do people truly stay here that long?

[...ooops. she apparently said something wrong. probably the whole reminder about this place and how it likes to hang onto people. that's enough to ruin anybody's day]

It's not wrong.

[she'd like to reassuring and comforting, but she's really bad at it.

she sighs] Sometimes. I've been here, what, almost six months now? Most people I know have been here longer. It sucks, but [she shrugs] It is what it is. Sorry. [a pause] So your name is Jane, right? It was written on your cup.

[She'll pick herself back up soon enough - that's what Jane does, after all! Someone living the kind of life that she does must learn to roll with the metaphorical punches.

And besides, she'd rather know the truth. Hiding behind rose-tinted glasses in a place like this could be deadly. If she can survive Africa, she can survive this.]

Hm? Oh, yes. Jane. J-A-N-E. [Important to make that distinction.] Jane Porter. Lovely to meet you.

[Jane's had to do that a few times herself. when she fled New York to get away from an over-possessive boyfriend. when she left Dan the first time after he told her he was in love with another woman. when she left Dan the second time after falling out of love with him.

knowing the truth can be dangerous. there's a lot she still doesn't know about this place and she's okay with keeping it that way]

And you, too. You sound like you're from England. Am I right?

Oh, yes, that's right. London, in fact.

[Though it's been... how long? It's been a while since she was last in London. The work that her and her father do keeps her away, but she always loves going back.]

Have you been? You're American, correct?

Thought so.

[she loved London. mostly because it had Dan in it. once that relationship ended, the love affair with London ended, too, and she was set on going back to New York.

she nods] I lived there for four years, but I was born and raised in New York City. I was on my way back there when I wound up here.

test drive meme # 36

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