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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[this place is certainly not under The Mother's protection.

but frankly, Margaery doesn't believe in The Mother anymore. no false gods will hold sway over her ever again. she's taken the training her grandmother gave her to stop and think and calculate a response and honed it to a razor's edge.

and that's not counting the sword tied to the belt of her gown.

she emerges from the cabin to see whom it is she'll be sharing it with only to see one with Targaryen hair. she arches an eyebrow in mild surprise and raises her voice slightly to say]

Pardon me, but have we met?

[What a lovely voice. Who is that...? Rhaegar turned, realizing that this woman emerged from the cabin he decided to take refuge in. His smile is soft and comes easily.]

I don't believe so, my lady. I have only just arrived... I'm still not entirely certain how, but I must admit I'm quite pleased by it.

[There's mirth in his words, a hint of a laugh.]

It's a rare sight to see a woman with a sword. I admire it.

[and it's one cultivated by years of training. she gives a charming smile back to him]

Such is the way of things here. The vast majority of us arrive not knowing how or why, simply that we've been summoned.

[and hers has an edge of dry humor]

Not so rare around here, but I thank you. I worked hard to learn how to use it.

Is it? How delightful.

[So like his Lyanna. Strong, charming, capable with a weapon in her hand. He had a feeling he would like this one.]

I've no idea why I've arrived here, nor how, yet I must confess I feel overjoyed by it. My last memories are... [His hand lightly moves to rest over his chest, looking pensive.]

... unpleasant.

It's a necessity, but I must admit that it's a welcome one. I never knew how rewarding a skill it could be.

[should she know his thoughts and who he is, she would consider that a high compliment. for so long, she relied on sweet words and cajoling to get her way, but she doesn't have to rely on that here.

and she takes in his words and nods soberly] Such things are not uncommon here. People being pulled from a terrible crisis, from their moment of death. As strange as this place gets, it can become a second chance to live again. Such a chance should not be wasted.

That's precisely what happened to me.

[Some small surprise showed on his face. So others were here under the same circumstances, but perhaps not all?]

I greatly admire women who are eager to pick up a sword. If only such a thing were more smiled upon in Westeros. It's something I would have liked to see...

[Violet eyes glanced off to the side, brows furrowing. That wouldn't happen now. With Lyanna as his Queen, he would have encouraged it.]

I see. [a pause] Ser, may I ask you your name?

[because she hasn't quite figured out who he might be. knowing this place and its sense of irony, she has her suspicions, but she would like to have them confirmed.

a wry smile] Women in Westeros are expected to be pretty ornaments on the arms of their future husbands, sweet and docile. Why such a thing would be in a land which has Rhaenys and Visenya Targaryen in its past is beyond me, but it is how it is.

[unless you're Brienne of Tarth and Brienne was . . . unique]

Forgive me, my lady. I forgot my place with the sudden rush of being here.

[Rhaegar steps forward to deliver a polite bow.]

I must agree with you - my ancestors left a legacy that was not honored. My name is Rhaegar Targaryen. I was Crown Prince in my time, unfortunately naught but a specter now.

Your manner and grace leads me to conclude you must be from one of the great families. From where do you hail?

Such a thing is not uncommon here, believe me.

[and she curtsies in return.

she is both surprised and not surprised simultaneously. it's a peculiar feeling. it does suit this place, to bring such a man here, especially following after Lyanna] No, more than a specter. As insufferable as this place can be, it has a knack for giving people second chances.

Thank you for your compliments. My name is Margaery of House Tyrell. [a pause] Once a queen of Westeros.

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