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ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴅᴛᴇᴀᴍ ᴏғ ʜᴀᴅʀɪᴇʟ ([personal profile] hadrielmods) wrote in [community profile] dankmemes2018-12-21 08:31 am
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test drive meme # 39

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 December 25th, and apps are open January 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: HE MADE HIS LIST
[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 were hoping for something seasonally appropriate, right? Well, the Door doesn't know it's December, so this must be a coincidence - because this time, it's brought in the Krampus.

This creature is the opposite of Santa, and if you've been bad (and let's be real, who in Hadriel hasn't), it'll be all too happy to punish. Maybe you'll get lucky and it'll just scare the crap out of you and give you some coal... or maybe it'll decide your punishment needs to be much, much worse. Don't you wish you'd been good this year?]


R A G E

SCENARIO TWO: HADRIELITE VANDAL
[Last night everything was fine. You went to bed happy and content - well, as happy and content as you ever are. But this morning, as you stepped out of your house, something was wrong. Maybe you didn't notice it at first - maybe someone had to point it out to you. But there it was, in big bold letters: someone had painted an insult across the front of your house.

Maybe it's a rude name. Maybe an insulting comment. Maybe just a picture of a dick with an arrow pointing to it that says your name. Whatever it is, someone did it specifically to fuck with you. But who? And why? Maybe you already think you know who, and all you need to do is hunt them down. Or maybe it's time for an investigation. Or... maybe all you want to do is clean it off before someone sees.

Good luck. That paint is already dry.]


C O N F U S I O N

SCENARIO THREE: ALL FLIPPY-FLOPPY
[You didn't realize there was anything wrong, not until you saw that person you've always thought was your best friend. They seem the same as ever, it's just - you really don't understand what you saw in them anymore. They're kind of whiny, they're way less cool than you remember, and that hair? Ew.

It's not just that. You ran into your worst enemy earlier, and maybe... you were wrong about them? It really seems like they have some good points, and that annoying expression they always make actually seems kind of cute now. Maybe it's time to kiss and make up, possibly literally!

This is a mini version of our Your Best Enemy event this month.]
sixtimesdead: (Flaming sword)

Beric Dondarrion | Game of Thrones

[personal profile] sixtimesdead 2019-01-06 05:14 am (UTC)(link)
One

Beric has seen some strange things in his time. He's seen dragons, wights controlled by the Night King, and visions of the future in the flames. Hell, he is a strange thing himself after coming back to life so many times. But this thing...he's never seen anything quite like it before.

When the hairy black thing with the horns of a goat and claws comes close, he doesn't bother with trying to warn it or to flee. Instead, he runs a hand over his sword and it ignites into flames. If Krampus wants to take him on, that's fine by Beric.

"I've fought bigger and uglier than you. So come on!"

Then he swings the sword at the creature, intending to lop off one of those clawed hands.

Two

[When Beric awakes and goes outside, he finds that someone's been busy during the night, writing a couple different insulting phrases on the outside of his walls. The first is a single word, one that gets a mere nonplussed reaction from Beric.]

Outlaw.

[Well, no lie there. He is one and proud of it, has been for quite a few years now. Whoever did this will have to try harder than that to ruffle his feathers. Then he sees the second word.]

Undead.

[That one he doesn't take as gracefully. He's been very aware of the similarities between him and the wights for quite some time. After all, they both come back from the dead. The difference is that his resurrection is powered by fire and the wights by ice. Also, his god let him keep his own mind instead of turning into a shuffling being with no thoughts of their own.

But still...the idea that he has anything in common with the creatures hellbent on destroying his world rankles him. He'll find who did this later and teach them a lesson in respect. But first he's going to see if some scrubbing will get rid of the words.]


Wildcard

[Plot something out with me here or at [plurk.com profile] Light_shade]
Edited (Formatting) 2019-01-06 05:15 (UTC)
roseofthetyrells: (silver over everything)

two

[personal profile] roseofthetyrells 2019-01-06 07:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[Margaery has been . . . distracted lately. she's been trying not to be a bother about it, to at least keep up appearances, but it's difficult. her smiles don't come as easily, her voice isn't as bright and charming, even her actions have been slower, as though she's sleepwalking throughout the days.

it's by mere chance that she looks up to see the man and the words on the wall. curious. so she approaches the man slowly. the look in her eyes is a bit distracted, her voice a trifle slow]


...it seems as though the so-called gods are up to their usual tricks.
lemontree: (018)

two

[personal profile] lemontree 2019-01-09 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
[ Dany doesn't recognize the man standing and staring at a few words scrawled into the side of a wall. Why would she? They haven't met, at least not in her time. Still, as she passes by the motionless stranger, she can't help but to follow his gaze to the words: outlaw, undead. Undead.

(She sees Drogo's open eyes, wide and seeing nothing, and shivers.) ]


You won't remove it. [ The young queen speaks up finally, keeping her distance, but also compelled to see if this man is any threat to them. To her, to the others. ] Not by any means, I assure you.

[ She's tried. Madwoman. Executioner Her own home has slurs of its own. ]