dankmemes | Test Drive Meme #40

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 January 24th, and apps are open February 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: SLURP SLURP
[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.

What's that on the ceiling? Who's that skittering along the wall? Why, it's none other than the the Licker, from the Resident Evil series.

The licker crawls around on walls and ceilings and can easily avoid all attacks with their creepy crawly acrobatics. Watch out for those tongues, though- they can whip you with them and catch you off balance. They love waiting in dark corners to jump at you and slash you with their oversized claws, as seen here. Luckily, their brains are exposed and they're quite blind- move quietly and avoid their notice, or attack them in their weak spot to get away safely. Be careful though, they tend to travel in packs...]

T R A N Q U I L I T Y

SCENARIO TWO: CABIN IN THE WOODS
[It's nice outside. There's a heat to the air that permeates through the muggy interior of the cabin, but at night, it's cool enough that you can relax and see all the stars in the sky. The hot tub is a nice contrast to the chilly night air and the possibilities are practically limitless!

So cook something up on the grill, go hunting, or just relax and definitely don't get murdered, because you do happen to have a bit of an odd cabin mate. Why are the two of you sharing this cabin? Well, that's up for you to decide, but whether you're close friends who decided to take a vacation together or random strangers stuck together by circumstances, you're here for awhile so you might as well take the time to relax and get to know one another up here in these mountains!]

R A G E

SCENARIO THREE: MONSTER HOUSE
[It seems like you've just misplaced a few items at first- but after awhile, it becomes apparent that the items are misplacing themselves. Weird, right?

Maybe not that weird, because soon afterward, items of all shames and sizes start to move around, now well within sight. Their intent is clearly to annoy or even harm you, depending on how dangerous the item is... maybe a deathly pair of pants, to a set of keys that keeps running away from you, to a house consumed with the desire to- well, consume you.

Be careful of everything, be suspicious of items that may be trying to lure you in with their stillness, and have fun! This event is based on Hadriel's It's Aliiiive! event this month.]

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Good.

[but going by her body language, Tinya's not convinced. she stays phased, just to be on the safe side. the lady's got a knife and she seems like she's had a rough time recently.

when the lady points the knife at her, she's really not surprised. but she carefully schools her expression and tone as neutral as possible]

That thing was a monster from another world. And you're in Hadriel, a place that collects people from other worlds.

(Amanda just stares at her, lips quirking in a smile that borders on hysterical,) You can't possibly expect me to believe that.

(The other woman does not look like she's joking. Amanda judges her silently, gaze flickering over her outfit. She is wearing a cape. This is all a joke, right? Amanda abruptly wonders if she should start to look for a cassette tape, and the thought makes a little bubble of laughter erupt from her.)

What is the fuck is going on?

[...so this is one of those newcomers. she's heard stories about them, but never encountered one herself until now] I know it's hard to believe, but it's true. Check your phone. It should be in one of your pockets.

[she'd be pleased to be recognized as a woman as fifteen is the age of majority where she's from. most people here treat her as a little kid, which pricks at her pride. which she has in abundance, being a daughter of the foremost family of Bgztl, her home planet]

I'll explain everything, but maybe we should get away from the tongue monsters first? The exit is this way. [she lifts off from the ground and points to her right]

I don't have a... (Her accusatory tone dies off immediately as she sticks her hand into her pocket and pulls something out, weighs it curiously in her hand. It doesn't look like any kind of phone Amanda has ever seen before. She's used to bulky, brick burner phones, plastic casings cracked around the edges.

She glances up again, still absentmindedly turning the phone over and over in her palm. The woman is pointing up and away from the dead thing on the ground, and Amanda swallows, puts the phone back into her pocket, and wipes the gore off the blade of her knife. She might be annoying, she might be feeding Amanda information far too slowly, but she does have a point.)

Okay.

(She's not often so compliant. She stands, still holding the knife loosely at her side. It's a comfort thing.) Lead the way.

[the phone's a total antique to her, but apparently not to most people around here.

she waits as patiently as she can. more of the tongue monsters are headed for them. they're no real threat to Tinya and apparently not a threat to this woman, but they still need to be headed towards the exit right about now]

Good.

[and she flies ahead of the woman, glancing back occasionally to be sure she's following. once they get out of the exit, Tinya turns around and lands, facing the new woman] So. Welcome to Hadriel. Any questions? [she knows there's the newbie guide on the phone, but most people don't bother to find it, much less actually read it]

(Oh, on the contrary, Amanda probably only had one good tongue monster in her. She's riding entirely on wild adrenaline now, but her legs are staring to shake a little as she walks, making following at a reasonable pace difficult.

This means nothing as the woman starts to fly, of course. Amanda comes to an abrupt halt, staring after her as she disappears down the corridor, but soon enough she glances over her shoulder and heads back to make sure she doesn't get lost. This is some sort of fucking fever dream, in that case. This only cements it.

At least she can direct herself, put one foot in front of the other until they reach outside, away from the dark.)

Hadriel, (she pants, glancing over her shoulder as if expecting to see something immediately recognisable,) never heard of it. Where am I?

[she's got plenty more tongue monsters in her, but she needs to make sure that the new woman gets out of here okay.

she forgets how weird flying is to most people. but for her, it's as easy and natural as breathing. it's hard to remember a time when she couldn't fly. it comes in really handy around here. she's always hated trudging through the snow.

she keeps looking behind her to make sure that the new woman is still coming along okay. well. okayish? she looks like she's had a rough day]

It's a city on a planet that we can't get away from. The thing is, Hadriel collects people from other worlds and abandons them here. Our emotions serve as food for aliens calling themselves gods. I know it all sounds crazy, but it's true. Unfortunately.

Of course it's fucking true.

(She has to bite back a laugh, her hand clenching into a fist around the handle of her knife. She is losing her mind. She is sprawled on the wet floor of John's basement with a fucking bullet hole in her throat, and this is what her dying, addled brain has conjured up for her to experience in the last few moments of her pathetic life.)

How do I make it stop.

[this woman seems like she's going to be a tough one when it comes to accepting that this place is as real as it gets. and as Tinya sees her tighten her grip on the knife, she's glad that she's remained phased. that way, if the woman lashes out, she'll only hit air.

said as kindly and calmly as possible] You don't. Not until the aliens are willing to let you go. Some people are lucky and only stay for a couple of months. Other people aren't so lucky and wind up staying for years.

Bullshit, (she fires back, immediately aggressive in the face of her confusion,) aliens don't fucking exist! You can't give me a straight answer?

(Maybe she can threaten one out of her. She jabs the knife toward her sharp and accusatory, like she's brandishing her index finger instead of pointing a weapon at a complete stranger.)

Maybe in your world they don't, but they sure do here.

[and when the knife is pointed at her, Tinya tosses her hair back and says] Go on, try to stab me. Do it! I dare you to try.

(Well that's new.

Amanda is very much used to people doing whatever she damn well wants them to do the moment she pulls a weapon out; this is baffling, to her. She simply stares at Tinya. Nobody has ever invited her to stab them before.)

No, (she says uncertainly, but she does not lower her knife. Her eyes narrow.) Why do you want me to?

[and she continues standing there, phased of course, but there aren't any visual "tells" of that. no translucency, no seeing through her, no nothing but what looks like a pretty young girl of fifteen who's not. afraid. of anything.

least of all the knife being brandished before her.

she smiles. it's. not exactly a nice smile]

Because you can't.

Okay, (she says, steadily. Watching the girl in front of her, trying not to seem a little unnerved. That should be her confidence, she should be the one in control here.

Regardless of who is driving the car right now, Amanda isn't about to do anything that somebody wants her to do, so after a moment she straightens a little, her knife lowering to her side.)

Can you just-- (she sighs through gritted teeth, her shoulders hunching,) take me to somebody who can help me leave, if you don't want to do it.

[she meets the other woman's eyes without flinching. she's faced down far worse than this.

she's glad that the knife is being lowered, but she's not about to unphase any time soon.

she shrugs] I could take you to Sorrow's temple and you can ask him?

Test Drive Meme #40

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oh my god this made me laugh so much

I'm so glad! <3

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