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test drive meme # 41

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 February 22nd, and apps are open March 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: JUST A SNACK
[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.

Or monsters, as the case may be. It seems like the Door has decided to grace Hadriel with a small invasion of Fallen Angels, from the mobile game Food Fantasy. You might run into a Hamstero or a Forker, a Fanged Snail or a Purple Dumpling. Actually they're mostly... kind of cute.

But still dangerous, so watch your back! These Fallen Angels can really hurt. They go down pretty easy, but there are a lot of them, and they're happy to hit you with claws and teeth and whatever other weapons they have. Sadly, they will not let you hug them.

L O V E

SCENARIO TWO: SOULMATES
[You look down, and all of a sudden you see something new: a name on your wrist, inscribed as if it's always been there. Maybe you recognize the name, maybe you don't - maybe you're happy to see it, or not at all. But it's there, and you can't wash it off, and you kind of want to know what's up with it.

So why not go looking for whoever the name belongs to? There aren't too many folks in the city, they can't be that hard to find. And when you do find them, prepare for the best new friend/lover/family member you've ever met. You'll get along like a house on fire - until the name on your wrist fades away.

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

H O P E

SCENARIO THREE: SCRATCH-OFF
[In your hand there's a ticket. Scratch off the boxes, see if you win - it's a pretty straightforward concept. But the prize is the one thing you want most in the world, and if you can just scratch off the right boxes, maybe you'll get it!

The other prizes are... less enticing. Do you really need a whole turkey, or a new dishwasher, or a lifetime supply of hair removal strips? Maybe you do. But it's that big prize, that golden ticket, that you're hoping for. So scratch away, or find a buddy to help you choose the boxes, or find someone else with a ticket to compare yours to.

Let's just hope you don't run into someone who actually has won the prize... because after all, what's stopping you from just taking it?]

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[ A – Fear ]

[Terra – if he's being honest – is still a little shaky even a few hours after having stumbled through the door, half shocked and amazed by the idea that he is once again in control of his own body, and at the very same time also on edge, because the last thing he remembers…

He had talked to Aqua, warned… and the fought off Xehanort.

His breathing shakes a little as he can't help but touch a hand to his Heart…

(What if Xehanort is still in there? Though… shouldn't he be able to sense him, shouldn't he know for sure!?)

Terra shakes his head sharply – he needs to get a grip already. Figure out where he is, and how to get back to… well, the Mysterious Tower maybe? If he can just talk to Master Yen Sid, he might be able to figure out what to do next… how to help Aqua.

He tenses when he sees the monsters (?!) that have him surrounded all of sudden, Earthshaker falling into his hand with barely a thought.]

…And who are you supposed to be?

[They are certainly not Unversed… thought they look weirdly cute? Not that that's going to stop Terra from beating the stuffing out of them!]

[ B – Hope ]

[Well, Terra has been scratching out of curiosity if nothing else – what he wants most is to reunite and protect his friends and he rather doubts that even that golden ticket will be able to give him that – but that doesn't mean he can't see what his ticket holds, right? Right.

Well, it's time to cash in and the moment that Terra sees his prize, he can't help but make a face, because, really?

A month's supply of… chocolate?

Why him?

Clearly he needs to see what other people have won, because surely their prices are more useful (or at least a lot less sugary) than his. Maybe someone got a month's supply nuts that they are allergic to, or so?

He turns to the next person he sees holding a ticket:]

Excuse me… I don't suppose you'd like to trade?

[ C – Hold Up Your Wildcard! ]

[ooc: Not seeing your prompt up there? Come at me anyway! We can hash out details via plurk (iceyly) or PM, and either of us can write the starter then! :3]

[Aqua has taken to patrolling the streets of Hadriel these last few weeks. Maybe it's the monsters that wander the coliseum and outskirts of the town, maybe it's the years wandering the dark realm that conditioned her to it, but she cannot be still. Most of the time, there's nothing to be seen.

This time, what she sees takes her breath away.]

Terra?

[She can barely breathe when she sees him, but his name comes out in a yelp anyway out of sheer surprise. He's ahead of her, turned away, and she couldn't prevent her feet from carrying her to him in a run if she wanted to—only, she falters at the last moment. Because she remembers.]</small? Is it you?

[Honestly, Terra is not too sure what to do with himself. Whether he can trust himself, really. Awareness… the last time he felt something like that, Xehanort tried to take control of him and harm Aqua.

And that was just when he followed her calls in the Darkness, when he hadn't even really seen her.

Now? Now, when she calls out… turning towards her, seeing her… it's almost like a dream. He wants to walk up to her, to make sure that she's really truly there…

He swallows down the urge.]

Aqua. It's me… but it might be better if you don't trust me.

[Xehanort… If his ties to Terra's heart extend into this Realm, then… no. He can't let Aqua be harmed, not again.]

[It's him. It looks like him, it sounds like him, everything in her is telling her to go to him, don't let them be separated anymore.

But she remembers brown hair turned white, and an evil look on his face that Terra would never have.]

Tell me. Did you arrive here through the coliseum like the others?

[He remembers grabbing onto Xehanort, holding him back, trying to drag him away from Aqua…

He doesn't know what happened to her after he had managed to take back control of his own Heart, even if not of his body – the connection they had had in the Darkness had broken. He hopes that she's been safe.

But he can answer her questions for now.]

…Yes. There were other people there, and monsters that weren't the Unversed.

Then it brought...you, as yourself. Not him.

[It's not enough to be sure. This could be a trick—not of the Door's making, but Xehanort turning unexpected happenings to his advantage. She can't be sure. Can't.

But as she looks at him, Aqua finds that she doesn't care. Her friend is here, and she's missed him so much for so long. Dashing forward, she throws her arms around his wide frame. If this is really Xehanort, she still won't regret taking a leap of faith.]

[She says those words and Terra can't help but doubt – not because he doubts Aqua, never, but because he doubts himself. He can't sense Xehanort, not right now, but does that mean anything? Can they truly be sure that he hasn't come along, somehow?

He is just about to ask how certain Aqua is when she dashes at him. He braces himself for impact of some kind, an attack – it'd be better if Aqua strikes him down here and now, before Xehanort emerges from him–

She doesn't.

He gaps faintly as she hugs him, his arms flailing a little before he settles them at her back. Light, he's missed her so much. His voice is a little hoarse when he speaks up again, even as his grip on her tightens slightly and his forehead falls against the said of her head.]

That was so reckless; you shouldn't–

[Come close? Hug him like this? Terra doesn't even know… but what he does know…]

You can't tell me where you hid Ven. No matter what you do, we can't let Xehanort find out.

[He's broad and strong and warm against her. How long has it been since they've hugged? Years in the dark, for her, but how long before that? They'd been so focused on preparation those last few weeks before the test—a night under the stars had been the only carefree time taken for themselves. She can't remember the last time she hugged Terra, and hates that she doesn't.

(There's an empty spot in their arms; Ven should be here, too, completing a big tangled embrace.)]

I won't.

[The promise comes out in a choked tone, but she'll keep it. For his peace of mind, for Ven's safety. Just in case.]

I've missed you so much.

[He might recognize the person he turns to, who happens to be holding a ticket all their own. Perhaps Xion is shaped like a certain friend, for him?

She lifts her head up at him.]

Uh. I haven't scratched mine yet. [But... Maybe he needs it more anyway? Maybe he just really doesn't like his prize.]

[Terra lets the hand that holds the ticket fall to his side, shock reverberating through him as he stares down at the familiar figure.]

Ven…

[Aqua said, he was asleep, that he was save… but. He reaches out to touch the younger boy's shoulder.]

…Ven, you are here! You are awake!

[Forget the stupid tickets, that's way more important!]

[When he moves to touch, Xion pulls back from it, a look of confusion on her face.]

I think you have the wrong person, mister.

[In as much as she can be a person, without a heart. Then again, it isn't like he'd know that.]

[Terra's face falls when Ven pulls away, looking falintly distressed…]

The wrong person…? No, I–

[Except, now that he focuses… this boy's Heart is different, not quite as bright as Ven… but… what does that mean? Suddenly, he looks wary.]

Then… if you aren't Ventus, who are you?

My name is Xion.

[But she looks nervous as she admits that, and looks around, slightly wary. Should she be saying that? Is it against The Rules?

... But she hasn't found a way back yet, so maybe it's fine, for now.

Also, he looks really familiar, if she focuses on him hard enough.]

…Xion? But… why do you look like my friend?

[That is weird and distressing – and honestly a little strange how this other person that is not Ventus looks exactly like Ven, down to every strand of hair and the fall of his cloths.]

Well, they're probably not friends. [That voice comes from the side where there's a short teenager focused on the targets ahead, Kingdom Key in hand and crouched in a fighting position. He doesn't look at Terra yet, only heard the question as he keeps his eyes on the creatures as they wobble around in front of them.] This happens a lot.

[He turns his head then, ready to say something else, but he gets a good look at Earthshaker suddenly and pauses. Now who was this? It'll take him a few moments to dredge up the recent memory of the ten seconds he saw this man's face, but now's not the time.] Ready to take 'em down?

[Fighting first, talking later.]

[Well, that much Terra could figure out himself, he's about to say as he turns to the kid that comes out of seemingly nowhere… but then his eyes fall onto that Key and…]

…A Keyblade?!

[A wielder that he doesn't know? And yet, somehow, this kid reminds him a little of Ven…

But yes, there'll be time for that later.]

Of course.

[But after that, there will be talking, because Terra has A Lot of questions.]

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test drive meme # 41

Terra | Kingdom Hearts

wildcard, just out and about

two wild wayfinders find each other, yay

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