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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[Excuse her for a moment as she sorta just stares up at you there. She thought Garry's way of talking was odd. That is before manners come into play as she politely bows in greeting.]

Hello mister. I'm Ib.

[And she's back to pondering the wall as well.]

If it is a door it would need a key, do you think the key would be nearby mister?

Hello, milady Ib! I am Inigo.

[He sketches a dashing bow, considering the question as he straightens up.]

I'd expect that the key would have been with the owner. But this city seems abandoned, so the key is probably gone right along with them.

[Which does make getting in a bit of a problem.]

Do you know how to pick locks, by any chance?

[She can't help a small smile at how the other is acting. It was kind of fun to watch, like a person from a play. Though the answer to her question is a bit not as well received.]

Oh, that is a problem...hmmm.

[And after a tilting her head to the side in thought she cautiously pokes the lock with her finger, as if expecting it to do something other then be an ordinary lock. It was worth a try that it would be like the art gallery.]

I don't know how to pick a lock no, sorry Mister Inigo. Maybe it won't be that hard or there's another way in.

[Determined ten year old is determined and stubborn enough to figure this out.]

[He leans in and pokes at the lock too, mirroring her gesture. It doesn't do anything for him, either.]

I'm afraid I have no idea how to pick a lock, either. Maybe there's another way in. Or -

[He glances at the nearby rubble, considering.]

We could just smash the window. That would be a lot faster! But kind of a shame, it's pretty.

It really is pretty...

[And suddenly an idea!]

Mister Inigo, what if we only break a small part that you can't really see?

[Because she didn't really want to ruin the pretty glass painting too much, even if she was hungry.]

We could unlock the door then everyone can go in and eat.

Ah, what an excellent idea! Milady Ib, you've got a smart head on those tiny shoulders of yours.

[Instead of picking up a rock, he unsheathes his sword, intending to use the hilt to break some of the glass. He'll have a little more control that way.]

Best if you stand back, just in case. I don't want the glass to fall on you.

[Though she does step away, she's still close enough to watch and see what he does. People using swords only happen in shows and stories back home, so she was curious about why he had one and how he was going to use it to get in.

If he wanted her undivided attention, he's certainly got it now. It's only the fact she doesn't want to accidentally distract him that she isn't asking him questions right now.]

[Inigo is a bit of a fool, but he's good at what he does. His hit is careful and precise, shattering a hole in the glass that's about the size of two fists. The edges are sharp and dangerous, and there are cracks spreading out from it that might make the larger pane of glass shatter if any pressure is applied, but he's done a surprisingly small amount of damage, all things considered.]

There we are! Not so bad, if I do say so myself.

Test Drive Meme # 1

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ack sorry, work switched some of my shifts around

no worries, I've been pretty slow!