test drive meme # 38

[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 November 24th, and apps are open December 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: FRIENDSHIP IS MAGIC MOTHERFUCKER
[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.

Of course, a War Unicorn may not seem too lethal, but anyone who's seen Cabin in the Woods knows that they pack a powerful, uh, stab (cw for gore). War Unicorns are mighty beasts, larger than most horses and made of raw muscle. They might seem cute and cuddly in concept, but they're trained to use their horns to blind their opponents before trampling over them with their ironclad hooves and their two thousand pound bulk.

Want to try to bring one down? It's harder than it looks, thanks to their natural magic resistance- many offensive abilities and spells simply don't work on them, and you might piss them off if you try, so be careful...]

C O N F U S I O N

SCENARIO TWO: REMEMBER ME
[It may have just been a brush against the shoulder, a quick handshake, a simple hug- but at the first touch of skin on skin, suddenly you see the other person's memories. This can range anywhere from a recent moment to something traumatic from their past and can be done willingly, if you like.

Of course, once you realize what's going on, you might want to bundle up and avoid contact with everyone- though you might look a little strange, so don't be surprised if someone asks you what you're doing!

This is a mini version of our Memories Past event this month.]

T R A N Q U I L I T Y

SCENARIO THREE: PASS THE TURKEY
[It's that special time of year again, where you get to hang out with people you only kinda sorta know and catch up with every other month or so and pretend that you're all really close for the sake of food.

Because of course, there's a splendid feast waiting for you- juicy turkey and warm stuffing and your very favorite potato dish! The only downside is that you have to spend your evening with these losers, but we're sure you'll find something to talk about!

Well- maybe not religion, relationships, or politics. How 'bout that weather we're having?]

Comments

[battlebound]

( Well, at least the human (or human appearing being. They're not a Food Soul, he can tell that much) doesn't want to get in the way. That makes his job somewhat easier, and he freely aims a strike at the beast's neck.

If it wants a fight, it's going to have one. )

Stop it, what else?

( His voice is tight as he yells out the reply, managing to protect himself from the horned animal as it kicks out. )

[voiceacrosttime]

Wait! Don't hurt it!

[I mean... running's an option, isn't it? Either way, Kohaku's eyes are pleading, as they try to gently pull on Steak's arm.]

What if it's just upset? Maybe we did something wrong!

[battlebound]

( Running is most certainly not an option in Steak's book. His decades, centuries of training and oath to defend those who cannot defend themselves will not allow him to leave a monster that may attempt to attack others alive. )

Such as?

( Loud and sceptical both, Steak doesn't spare a moment to turn back and look at the stranger, too occupied with defending himself from the monster's attacks to do so. But, despite everything, he certainly isn't attempting to strike it, merely to block its hits and keep it from turning its attentions to anyone else. )

[voiceacrosttime]

Um....

[Yea, Kohaku has no idea why this thing is mad. But watching all this combat, even if it is just defensive striking at this point, is starting to stress them out.]

M....maybe I can ask it and find out. Maybe it just needs a friend?

[Yes, they mean to genuinely ask it. But, uh.... this is very kind of scary. This isn't like Sango, that chased them after the sun set a few times. This thing genuinely appears to be a threat.]

I have defensive magic I can use. I can shield us while I talk to it.

[battlebound]

( The request is enough to stop Steak in his tracks, lowering his swords so he can look back at the stranger, flaring his personal shield to life to prevent the beast from damaging him. )

The hell kind of idea is that?

( Steak can't quite comprehend the concept. Monsters are monsters are monsters. They are threats to be killed in order to ensure the safety of the human populace. It's simple.

He turns back to the beast as it attempts to pierce his now flickering shield with its horn, slamming the solid metal of his wrist guard into its skull. Food Souls are designed to serve and protect humans, but that doesn't mean being stupid enough to allow them to try and talk to a beast on a rampage. Steak's principles wouldn't let him risk it, even if an Attendant themselves requested this.

The momentary daze gives him just enough time to slide his sword through the mass of flesh and muscle that makes up the beast.

That should be enough... for this one, anyway. He can see others scattered around the Colosseum, attracted to people who look as dazed as he felt moments ago. Blood pumping through his veins like the flames of a fire fanned and rising. )

Leave, before you're hurt.

( Advice given gravely, his attention on the white beasts dotted around the arena, and then, on each of the people they corner, seeking out someone — anyone — familiar.

Was he the only one of the Knights brought here? )