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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[Noah has really only one thing going for him and that is even when he's got a living body he tends to be small and quiet and unobtrusive and hard to notice. Well, also that he's about as threatening as one of those extra soft toys made specially for toddlers so two things, but the first is what is working for him as he's mostly hiding in dark corners made between buildings as he tries to make his way back to safety. The hop skip and a jump between shadows method is mostly working for him, he's one teenage boy and he doesn't look for trouble aside from how to avoid it.

The gunshot gains his attention and he peers out from his hiding place around the corner. Oh god, one of those Smokers, better say hidden, except -

Except it has someone who in spite of the gun looks like they're very much in trouble.

He hesitates, because he is a coward, but ends up drawing his hunting knife (absurdly out of place on his completely unthreatening self) and rushing to help because that's the only time he's got courage, since there doesn't seem to be anyone else around more capable. A quick move slices the tongue clean, thanks to the sharpness of the knife, but Noah is not about to try to one-on-one that.]

Come on, run!!

[Noah takes Clarice's other hand to encourage her to freaking make a break for it along with him while the Smoker is still reeling from one of the tongues being severed.]

[Struggling to breathe as the pressure of the tongue wraps around her neck and suffocates her, vision blurring and spots flooding her vision, Clarice enters a sort of feral state. She is unaware of Noah, that someone was watching her, or delaying from what would be hard to discern between shock and cowardice. She does notice the release that comes from his rescue, cutting the tongue enough for hre to press her way out, screaming with rage like some sort of warrior.

She was a warrior. Under her polite, obedient, often passive and very down-home West Virginia girl demeanor, was a furious and determined survivor. Unable to process rationally in the fleeting state of mind, even as someone is holding her hand, she reaches down to swoop up her gun, jerking herself and her hand free to fire off an unnecessary and reckless amount of shots into its head. Four bullets. She is an excellent shot. It writhes to the ground and dies as her breathing and heart-rate stay elevated.

She shoots her wide eyes and unstable glance at the person who, she begins to realize as her vision clears, just saved her life. After a moment to recognize that he wasn't frothing at the mouth and also an immediate threat, she nods and enters a jogging pace to join him.]

Do you have any idea where to go?

[When Clarice shoots instead of runs Noah jumps, clapping a hand over one of his ears instead, eyes wide with such alarm you'd think HE was the one that just got almost killed. As soon as she's ready to run though he's making a break for it, back the way he came from before any other Smokers can hear the gunshots and come after them.]

It seems like it's safer around the spires!

[Noah points to one of them, the closest one, the top of which stretches high up to the ceiling of the cave like it was a stalagmite itself, hollowed out and only barely shaped into something that resembled a building. It might be, who the hell even knows?]

I was on the way back with my friends when we got separated.

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