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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.]
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[Not the one that the Dog is taking, but the Dog is the Dog. She never does anything in a simple or normal way. No, she is more than happy to take the winding path and see what else is there, at least if afforded the opportunity to do so. Sometimes time is not on one's side.]
I suppose each individual shall need to explore what it is that they desire while here. Sulking hardly seems to be productive, but. [The Dog is not going to bite everyone that sulks.]
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[The word on the wall drags at the back of their mind. The effort necessary to redirect their thoughts isn't presenting itself easily, so they'll have to...torque it. Shift it, in some comprehensible manner, toward something constructive.]
So. People like dogs in their clinics?
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[She hasn't found anywhere that she has been denied to go, although there may well be places she isn't supposed to go. Then again, she may be disreputable, and a menace at times, but she isn't evil or cruel.]
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[Something about this seems to be...amusing to them. One side of their mouth twists upward in a grim half-smile, dark and vague. In times past, they have been easily grouped into that category of - trouble.]
You've been here a while?
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[Although somehow her tone seems to state that she may well cover quite a few of them. Nothing too bad though. She enjoys walking the line, but she is always on the nicer side of trouble.
There is a shake of her head at the question, a rather human gesture.]
A few months, no more. Others have been here for quite longer, although I don't know who has been here the longest.
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[One eye squints shut slightly. Something about the question seems to strain them, coming up against the barrier of how they've measured time and how others do - the sun was an adjustment. The sun, the day interspersing with the night instead of just a continuous dark.]
[It's unfamiliar.]
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[Time isn't something that the Dog thinks about too much overall. She's both young and old at the same time. Has forgotten more than she currently knows, which means she just gets to relearn and explore again.]
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[Day-to-night cycles aren't really a thing where Racto comes from. It's a subjective measurement, to compensate for the fact that there is no sun that's readily visible and thus no deviation from the general dark that pervades the entire planet.]
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[Colder, though, which does seem to affect a lot more people. And these gods have more or less gotten a little waylaid in the process.]
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The sun. [They say it quietly, with a tone that might skew more towards quietly awed, if they didn't seem so exhausted by default.] It's true, then.
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Two moons, if that aids you any further.
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[Their expression briefly cracks and reforms beneath the pressure of a smile.]
You have quite the number of planetary bodies.
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[Although the Dog would hardly consider them hers.]
It makes for lovely night skies.
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[They've seen nothing but night skies. Their entire world is nothing but night, onwards and endless, and...they're not used to it. They're not used to the sun being a presence at all, see.]
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You've no sun, or your sky blocks it out perhaps?
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[It's soft, and not regretful, per se. It's just - they've not seen the sun themself. It takes some getting used to, given how long they've lived without it. How long they've lived, period.]
Presumably it still exists.
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[A curious look, wondering about that.]
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[Well, no. They couldn't, really. Clarify and precision are required of you; don't try and skip out on one to the exclusion of the other.]
More like the sky surrounding it. The atmosphere got so dark and dense that it swallowed out everything else.
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[One ear perking in their direction. The Dog can think of several things that could happen, although it is unlikely that what she imagines is the truth. After all, there likely isn't Charter Magic or Free Magic.]
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[The isolation between cities made it difficult for any one endeavor to pool its efforts. Racto smiles, a crack in the thoughtful seriousness of their facade.]
Imagine that. Not only am I the first person to leave the planet, but the first to leave the entire brane as well.
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A... brane, is what?
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[They only know the term, D-brane, because of whose memories they have possession of. The expertise has become diluted over time, but it's still there, at least.]
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I'm sure that's what all the scientists call it.
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[Many other things, yes, but never one of those.]
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