Test Drive Meme #7

[hadrielmods]

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 March 25th, and apps are open April 1st.

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: HOW UNUSUAL
[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.

Watch out as you explore the streets of Hadriel, because you're not alone, and there's always something on the rooftops watching and waiting for the perfect opportunity to separate you from your group and tear you into pieces. This time, the Door has brought in a few Rodents Of Unusual Size, from the film/book Princess Bride.

These large creatures are about the size of a large dog and can be stoked into a frenzy once they smell blood. They typically hide in the shadows and wait for an opportune moment to leap out of the dark and strike at you. Though they can sometimes look like overlarge puppets, take no doubt that these monsters are very much alive, and they love the taste of flesh.]

H O P E
SCENARIO TWO: MIRROR, MIRROR
[While exploring, you might be surprised to come across a pristine mirror in this underground city. It could be lying in your path, it could have been dropped into your bag by a mysterious someone, or it could find you some other way, but it will be there. This is no ordinary mirror, however- upon looking inside of it, the glass will show you a vision of a future that you hope for more than anything.

Regardless of what you want, the mirror shows visions that you believe are possible so that you can adequately hope for it- whether or not they actually are isn't really anyone's concern. Feel free to hide in a corner and stare for hours, throw it away, or try to peek at as many other mirrors as you want- we won't stop you!

This is a mini version of our Hopeful Future event this month!]


R A G E

SCENARIO THREE: PAY 2 WIN
[How cool are carnival booths? Super cool, right? And luckily, the grand prize in this one is something you've always wanted. It could be a briefcase of enough money to make all your troubles go away, that sacred amulet you've been questing after, or something a little less concrete- the approval of someone you want to like you, a curse upon someone you don't like, general freedom... the choices are endless.

And all you have to do to win it is play a game or two.

Something strange seems to be happening, though. Each time you finish a round of the game, the prize requirements just get a little higher, just stretch a little more out of reach. Play again, we're sure you'll get it this time! No? Well, you've definitely got it next time.

Get fed up and smash the booth for the prize? Well buddy, now you're disqualified, and tampering with the booth sets that thing you want most up in flames. Sorry, bud. Better luck next time! And look, there's another booth right behind you...]

Comments

[fictionalised]

[ Damn, girl, calm down, we'll find you something more fashionable. Maybe in the 'hood' department? ]

...Well. [ There's no decent reply to that. He definitely could have. ] Yes?

[ Hawke raises an eyebrow and gives her a look, like he can't comprehend why it matters. So there's viscera all over your clothing. You get used to it. Not having some sort of interior fluid and/or tissue on his exterior actually feels odd to Hawke after a few days of constant stabbing. ]

But look! [ That sure is Hawke jabbing Fiona's hat onto his head. For modeling purposes! ] It looks tough. Like you're bad, but just bad enough that someone can change you. You devilish ruffian, you.

[bluffed]

[ Look, don't even get her started on this.

She's been through A Day and this was not exactly the icing on the cake. Fiona's not going to let her disbelief of the past few minutes detour her from manners. Oh ho ho, the con artist from Hollow Point was not completely without class.

Okay, well, her springing forth to snatch it from his head defensively was pretty damn rude. ]

Gimme that -! I wasn't aware that a hat told a lot about a person. Are you some kind of expert in extermination and fashion choices?

[ Can you sense the sarcasm? The poisonous, dripping sarcasm? She's holding it away from her body, looking at the thing as if it was dead. Killed. Destroyed. Fiona could get dirty, but didn't mean she liked to. ]

Ruffian or not - you have my thanks. [ Fiona doesn't trust too easily, she does keep her distance a few feet and lies: ] I'm unarmed and didn't have any way to really fight back. Nasty bastards...