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

[liquid_serpent]

Liquid just narrowed his eyes at Krieg's outburst. What the hell had happened to him? What was he like before they experimented on him?

"Were you a different man before they did this to you?" He had to know. Liquid felt sorry for the guy so much. It seemed whoever did this didn't care that they had created a monster.

[fleshing]

That question seems oddly painful for Krieg, his eye shutting tightly, his head twitching uncontrollably, a nervous tic motion of the head to the left.

Uh-oh.

"Nnnrrrgh," he grunts, his free hand going to the side of his head, like it's painful to think about, because it is.

Remember when we were sane?

No no no no no no NO don't think about that don't think about that don't remember don't remember quiet quiet quiet quiet quiet QUIET

"We're - a - MONSTER!" He punctuates each word with the meaty thud of his fist against the side of his own head. "Broke us over and over and we told them no and they ground the CARTILAGE!"

[liquid_serpent]

Liquid watched Krieg's display of anger and couldn't help but smirk a little. It was rather amusing watching the giant hulk of a man shout out that he was a monster. At least he was being honest. Yet, Liquid knew this wasn't always the case. The real monster was the one who made him like this.

"It's alright. Calm down. You're not a monster, otherwise you would have taken my head off long ago. Yet, we're still talking, aren't we? Like civil men." Liquid frowned. As civil as it could get right now. "No. The true monster is the man who made you like this."

[fleshing]

Huh. I guess he gets it.

A faint rush of vindictive glee courses through his veins along with the pulse of adrenaline, and Krieg's head tilts back as he lets his breath out in a long, angry whoosh of sound.

"Taste the violence, feed the hunger," he murmurs, the cadence almost singsong. "Kill the ones who made us."

And only kill the deserving, the voice agrees.