dankmemes | Test Drive Meme # 1

Welcome to Hadriel's very first 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 September 24th, and Apps are open October 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!

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: ANYONE GOT A LIGHT?
[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. In this instance, the door has managed to grab something truly horrific, and it's definitely out for blood (and brains) tonight.

Smokers are enemies in the video game series Left 4 Dead, who use their prehensile tongues to capture unwitting people and either drag them away for consumption or hang them up to strangle them. With all of the activity of characters trying to find out what's going on and where they are, there are more than a few of them, lingering in the shadows and waiting to try strike at anyone who may be lagging behind.]

SCENARIO TWO: YOUR HEART WILL GO ON
[You awaken in a windowless room, the walls strangely curved. The door, when you try it, is quite firmly locked. No amount of force is able to break through, so it seems to be sealed by supernatural means. Next to the door stands a slender pedestal, about as big around as a large man's thigh. At the top of the pedestal is a indentation, as if something were meant to go there.

But you're not alone in this room. There are two things with you: a person and a corpse. Pinned to the body is a note: Place a heart on the pedestal to leave. Tucked neatly into the corpse's pocket is a letter opener, small and not particularly sharp.

Did you have weapons or tools on you before? You don't now. But look at it this way: what better form of bonding is there than helping a friend or stranger dig a heart out of a corpse with nothing but a letter opener and your bare hands?]

H O P E

SCENARIO THREE: HAVE YOU HAD YOUR BREAK-IN TODAY?
[You're standing outside a storefront, colored glass set into intricate designs. It's beautiful, artistic, but more importantly - there's definitely food inside. Good food, too, by the glimpses you can see through the window. In fact - wait a minute - isn't that your favorite dish in there, just waiting for you? You've been searching for food for hours, it seems, and the city is bare. Your tummy is getting awful rumbly. What luck!

You try the door. Cruelly, it is locked. The food taunts you, just out of reach.

The glass is lovely, intricate, but it's just glass. Or maybe you know how to pick locks. Or maybe there's a back way in. Or maybe some passing friend will be able to help you. There's a lot of options here, if what you really want is a mouthful of the finest... whatever it is you like.]

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[That smash definitely caught Rhodey's attention.

He managed to catch a quick nap whilst exploring the area; it was a little trick he learned during his time in the military. But now he's awake thanks to some old-fashioned glass shattering. He went into investigation mode and padded over to check it out.

There he saw a figure standing over some stained glass, and it was a painfully familiar figure at that. It couldn't be... it had to be... and why did he punch the glass?]

Tony?

[Ow, ow, ow, ow, OW. Okay, punching through the glass wasn't his best idea, but it at least got the job done. He'd been through worse, though. A little bit of broken glass wouldn't kill him. What could kill him however, was someone (probably the owner of this place) catching him in the act.

He froze when he heard the sound of approaching footsteps, but immediately relaxed when he heard the voice call his name. Oh, he knew that voice. That was the voice of unwanted reason and Spring Breaks that they still weren't allowed to talk about.]

Rhodey? [Forget the food (for now), his best bud was here.]

[Why yes, Tony. It's your roommate. Your college den mother. Your best friend. And he's running up to make absolutely sure it's you.]

Tony... you all right, man?

[He spotted the shattered bits of glass on his sleeve.]

[It was him. It really was him. Of all the people to run into here, Rhodey was one of the last on his lists. Usually he was off doing things protecting the president and getting patriotic paint jobs on his suit that Coulson and Cap would approve of. He wasn't the one getting abducted and sent to weird places. That was Avengers business.]

Been better. [Oh, this glass? It's nothing. Absolutely nothing. Tony even tries shaking some of it off.] What are you doing here?

This is where I ask you the same thing.

[He's trying to make his buddy feel at ease, because lord knows they probably both need it right now.]

But seriously, I have no idea what I'm doing here. I was taking care of some stuff and next thing I knew, I was here. Been wandering around for a while so I was taking a quick nap.

[Well, Tony didn't actually have an answer to that. He still had no idea how he got here. He just woke up in a room with a dead body and someone else and after playing a game of Operation, he ended up here. Still, Rhodey's answer was...unhelpful at best. He gave his friend a clap on the shoulder.]

Well nap later, buddy. You figure anything else about this place?[ Because outside of it being desolate and creepy as hell, he hadn't found anything useful. Well, except for the burger but that wasn't that important. ]

[Rhodey shook his head.]

Nothing worth talking about. Except this whole "shattering glass" thing. Why did you punch the glass, anyway? You usually aren't the wanton destruction type unless someone's in danger.

[Or if one of his experiments went awry.]

Test Drive Meme # 1

HOPE PLZ

WAT YOU DIDN'T WANT TO CUT UP DEAD BODIES?

NO BODY CUTTING ALLOWED YOUNG MAN

WOW R U D E AND YOU CALL YOURSELF A BEST FRIEND

He's not cleaning up the mess

But it's your job as best friend >:

you clean your own mess, stark B|