test drive meme # 36

[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 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?]

Comments

[wordofa]

What?

[ Nick can sense magic, now, but usually only when it smacks itself across his face. But he can see the way the Dog's fur is standing on end, and quickly turns around, backing up toward the Dog as he spots the terrifying nuckalavee. He doesn't recognize it either, but assumes the Dog must, because magical creatures must all take tea together or something. Whatever the case, it's clear by his body language and his rapidly paling face that he's looking to the Dog for guidance. ]

What should I do?

[ He isn't a coward, but his last plan to deal with something like this was "feed it my own blood." He'd rather admit his ignorance than muck it up colossally again, though this is not precisely the Sayre way. ]

[standformyself]

[Perhaps he might notice that the Dog has grown somewhat in height, lips curling back to show those sharp white teeth. Like a literal hound on a scent, her gaze doesn't waiver as the other creature lurks there. Her Mistress, she knows, does have a fondness for this boy, and perhaps the Dog might as well.

Or she just likes being disreputable in her actions.

Yet it is a sharp bark that does come, a true bark from deep within her chest, completely unlike the one from before. It's laced with power, enough that the creature does quiver, halting all movement. Whether it strains or not, it is a losing battle, and it slinks back off, away from them.

Perhaps Nick has watched the creature, or maybe he's watched the Dog, but she's back to her medium size again, tongue lolling off to one side of her mouth as her ears perk up.]

Very rude, trying to interrupt.