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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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[He starts jogging when Pete does, not really overly concerned about the weird little critters but figuring they shouldn't risk getting their ankles gnawed on if they can avoid it. He's been bit by enough weird animals since he first got here. As for how they use the swords with no limbs, Peter can only shrug. Your guess is as good as mine is what he would say, but he's immediately distracted from that train of thought when Pete grabs his wrist. FIRST OF ALL HOW DARE YOU nah it's fine he isn't pissed about it or anything, it's just unexpected. Also don't squish his web shooters bro, they're hidden under his sleeves but he never goes anywhere without them anymore.]

I'm on patrol. Whenever new people show up, I come out here to help them out. Normally we have way bigger monsters, though.

[It's not even weird what are you talking about.]

[ huh. he notices the bulk under peter's sleeve: there's a very real chance it could be a watch or the kid could just like jewellery, or it answers the question he hasn't and isn't planning on asking. regardless, pete doesn't indicate that he's noticed anything, instead he manoeuvres peter in front of him. sharp glance, flatly: ] Size doesn't matter. [ and that's followed by a tangible pause and an ngh, because he did just say that to a teenager? well done, pete. ] ...With monsters. [ did that help? he feels like that didn't help. ] Don't underestimate them. [ is all he's trying to say and look, he's not even going to question why a seventeen year-old is helping patrol.

(even if the thought does occur to him, and even if he's only loosely, vaguely aware of how hypocritical that would make him.) ] Where do we go after this? [ partly why he's pushed you in front, peter; the only part of the reason is because he would prefer for your shins to be less stabbed than his. ]

( ooc: okay so i'm going to be really honest here and admit that actually i haven't ... actually ... seen homecoming so like, if peter's web shooters are ... more discreet than in the comics/what google is telling me, SORRY MY BAD I WILL EDIT because i clearly do not do enough of that already. )

(ooc: It's totally fine!! His web shooters definitely have enough bulk to be noticeable. btw i am super thrilled to have another peter to bounce off of thank you for this gift of spiders)

[Peter's just not going to touch that size doesn't matter thing because really it's too easy to take that somewhere inappropriate. Give him a real challenge, man.

He just goes along with it when Pete moves him to the front of this little procession, but he's still kind of stiff and awkward about it. Okay, cool, this is happening now? Cool cool cool.]

Uh, okay. Well... jeez. When I first got here the first thing I did was track down one of the shops and steal some pants, so I might not be the best person to ask? I'd say maybe finding a place to stay would be a good first step.

[Oh wait that sounds really sketchy doesn't it]

When-- when I say steal some pants, I mean we don't have like, a monetary system here? The stuff in the shops is all free.

[ yes, please lead the way, peter.

and no, actually, he's wondering less about the stealing some pants and more the stealing some pants; there's a puzzled frown directed at the back of peter's head, but if he's honest, he's spent enough time in classrooms (despite what julie might think) that he's not sure he wants to know the answer to the question of why he needed to find pants in the first place.

thinks: yeah, note to self: don't take life advice from a seventeen year-old. says: ] —That's great, because I definitely left my wallet full of cash in my other pants.

[ self-deprecating sarcasm or truth? who knows! except of course it's self-deprecating sarcasm because spider-man and a nine-to-five don't exactly go hand-in-hand.

—oh, but okay, that comment about finding somewhere to stay is a sudden reminder that this isn't just another spider-man adventure and that he's not going to end up home three hours late with a 'whoops, sorry mj, there was a thing, did you catch it on the news?'. he doesn't really have a comeback to that; instead, his attention just flickers to the wedding ring on his finger. yes, he might end up right back when he started, but there's always a chance he won't.

(don't think about that.) ] And the rent? [ distractedly, as if he's only semi-interested in the answer. ]

Edited 2019-02-27 23:22 (UTC)

[Maybe some day Peter will tell Pete all about the complete disaster that was his first day in town, but for now he's just going to look over his shoulder at him and shrug in the least helpful way possible.]

No money, no rent. Everybody wins. That's probably the only good thing about this place, to be honest. Everything's free, but the food sucks, the clinic isn't all that impressive, the lab's kinda "meh". No subway, though, that's another plus.

[ it's a small city, is his takeaway from that and there's a moment where he weighs up if he'll miss the subway: he used it, sometimes, when his web fluid was running low and he couldn't afford to buy supplies to make more. and then sometimes, it was even quicker than the alternative. there's a quirk of his lips and an exhale of breath that's almost a laugh. ] Now I'm only going to have myself to blame for being late.

[ he stops then, and glances back over his shoulder to see if the sentient food things are still following them: he thinks he can still see them a distance away. still, it's good to know there's a clinic here, even if there's no night nurse. he looks back at peter, eyebrows knitting together in something that briefly resembles amusement. ] —You're really not selling this place to me.

[Peter smiles apologetically, giving Pete a little shrug. What can you do, right? Hadriel is kind of a dump, but it's got a few high points.] It could be worse. We could be stuck in Jersey. [Like that high point.]

I'm not gonna sit here and sugar coat it, this place can be a real mess sometimes. Good people, though. They make all the crazy stuff worth it.

Touché. [ there's a joke he could make about jersey; no, scratch that, there are a lot of jokes he could make about jersey, but he doesn't. instead, he lets peter finish. it's a familiar sentiment, and peter thinks that the same could be said about new york — even when the city's unanimously decided that the sky is pink, wilson fisk is a legitimate businessman, and jjj is right and he's a menace or a serial killer, or whatever flavour the defamation of his character takes for the week. ] The people always do — but I can't say the same for your new friends.

[Maybe some day little Peter will have to deal with all of New York's wackiest bullshit too, he'd probably prefer it over this place's wackiest bullshit. Well no, he definitely would. He's a teenager, Hadriel, he doesn't need help having mood swings.]

Those little weirdos aren't associated with me, just sayin'. Everyone else is pretty great, though. Well, mostly.

[Every city's gonna have it's bad eggs, what can you do.]

[ he presses his lips together and waves a hand dismissively. ] Yeah, monsters. Thank you, Peter knight-in-shining-armor Parker. [ side glance. ] I mean, you seem to have lost the armor at some point, but I'm not judging. I'm sure you'd have been great.

[cue eyeroll. and he knows exactly where his armor is THANKS. In the lab next to his ten thousand sticky notes.]

Are you sure you're not judging? Because it kind of sounds like you're judging.

[ look, pete doesn't even have armor...

he sees that eyeroll and mms in response, mouth quirking into a smile. ] Oh, this is a total judge-free zone, Peter.

[Sucks to be you, nerd.

Peter isn't smiling, he's not smiling as hard as he can.]

See, that just sounds fake. It sounds totally fake and like you're absolutely judging me for beefin' it with that little snack monster.

[ he holds his hands up: he would never—

—he's not convincing. ] Is this where you tell me he started it?

[Not even a tiny bit convincing sorry chap]

I mean, I don't think I need to tell you something that obvious. [YES the dumpling started it, Pete] I zigged when I should have zagged, it happens. It's not like the little thing could have hurt me that bad.

Edited (maybe i should like pick an icon) 2019-03-02 22:51 (UTC)

[ —okay, he's going to stop now. pete catches himself before he rolls his eyes, instead shooting peter a flat look. ] All I'm going to say is that you didn't know it was going to be the all-you-can-eat buffet at the Lotus Flower. [ a beat. ] So yes, I'm judging you for patrolling in— [ waves hand at peter: "that". ]

Okay, okay, I'll give you that. I was expecting something completely different when I got here, and I underestimated the-- those.

He waves vaguely in the general direction of the murder foods, and then realizes that Pete's wagging a hand at him so he glances down at himself.]

What? It's more than I usually wear.

[ p a u s e.

that just raises so many questions that peter is just — not going to go there. ]

—You're a complicated kid. [ that's the diplomatic way of putting it, right? ] I'm going to forget the judging, because I'm not sure if I want to know any more than that.

Edited (whoops html) 2019-03-05 15:27 (UTC)

Some things are better left a mystery, right? Don't think too hard about it.

[He could just explain that he fights crime in a spandex onesie, but messing with this guy is a lot more entertaining. Sorry Pete.]

[ that's just going to remain the permanent elephant in the room. ] You're a teenager, that's basically all the explanation I need.

Edited 2019-03-06 05:34 (UTC)

Okay, now, that right there? That's stereotyping. Not cool, man.

[Peter doesn't give a single shit really but you know how it is.]

[ pete's aware he can go too far occasionally, so he shoots peter a glance to see how bothered he actually is. ]

Alright, man of mystery, unusual sartorial choices are universally recognised as the domain of teenagers, and no pants and less clothes definitely rank as 'unusual' for me — but I'm sorry for stereotyping.

[He is not even a little bit bothered, if anything he seems to be enjoying the banter. So. Good job Pete, you're entertaining? ]

I'm not the one who said anything about not wearing pants, and it's weird that your mind went straight to that. Just sayin'.

Edited 2019-03-07 22:00 (UTC)

[ peter parker: the only person to find ... peter parker entertaining, what’s new. ]

Where was my mind supposed to go? [ pete: has definitely had to make sudden exits without pants, so no, definitely not weird as far as he’s concerned. unpleasant and less than ideal, certainly.

and if peter’s got a better option for: and the first thing I did was find some pants, he’s all ears. ]

Remember when I said "don't think too hard about it"? This was exactly what I meant.

[You can't call yourself Spider-Man if you haven't been pantsless in an alley at least once.]

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