Test Drive Meme # 1

[hadrielmods]

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.]

Comments

[unknowable]

[He doesn't intend to let Clear do it all, and anyway he's already taken care of the hard part. Adam is, of course, torn between his need to share this burden and his desire to not shove his hands into a corpse again. But it's fine. He can do this.]

It's okay. It'll be... easy.

[It won't be easy, but at least now he can reach the heart. He breathes through his nose, kneeling over the corpse and leaning in, letter opener in one hand. It takes some effort to saw through the arteries, cut the heart free, but he's determined.

It's messy, and his hands end up covered in blood, but he gets the heart out.]

[fuwatokurage]

You did it!

[Clear is happy that it's finally over. He goes over to Adam and watches him expectedly for him to complete the final step.]

I think we did a good job. Please continue!

[unknowable]

[Well, there isn't really much else he can do. At least it's almost over. Adam stands and takes the heart to the pedestal, setting it down. Moments later, the door clicks open, and they're free. Adam's shoulders relax. He'd been worried that it might not work.]

Let's get out of here before we get locked in again.

[fuwatokurage]

[Clear perks up considerably when the door clicks open to their freedom. The boy doesn't have to tell him twice and Clear flings the door open and flings himself out of the room.]

Yaaaay! We are free! This is so wonderful!

[He stretches his arms out and spins around in a circle. He is so overjoyed, that he grabs Adam's hands and starts spinning him around too. But only for a moment.]

We should introduce ourselves after a task that one can make a strong bond out of.

I am Clear! Even though the situation is a strange one, I am glad to meet you. I am very impressed with the way you handled everything.

[unknowable]

[He takes a step away as soon as he's able. Adam is one hundred percent not used to people grabbing him like that, and anyway, his hands are all bloody. Well, so are Clear's, but still. It's weird.]

Uh - yeah, I guess you could call that experience... that. I'm Adam Parrish. It's nice to meet you.

[It actually isn't particularly nice to meet Clear, but the response is automatic. And he doesn't seem so bad, really, just very odd.]

I'm just impressed I didn't throw up, frankly.

[fuwatokurage]

[Human nuances are still not Clear's forte, so his concept of personal bubbles is still almost non-existent.

There's a smile in Clear's voice when he speaks.]

Oh, I certainly understand! As it was happening, my heart was like thump thump thump and my stomach was like flip flop flip flop. I started to gain a little courage thanks to the way you were handling it.

So thank you very much, Adam-san. I am grateful for your help in escaping that terrible place.

[Clear bows politely and deeply.]

If a future situation arises where I can be of assistance, I will certainly help without hesitation.

[unknowable]

I appreciate your help, too.

[And he kind of wants to ask a lot of questions - like how Clear managed to do that, what he is, who he is - but Adam isn't the prying type, and he's always wary. Questions can easily be taken the wrong way. On top of that, there's always the chance that he doesn't want to know, as harmless as Clear seems.

Maybe in the future there'll be a better chance.]

Thanks. I'll help you out too if I can, another time.