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

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[mintly]

[gansey is less sure about this exploration business, but he's absolutely, positively sure that ronan shouldn't be going out exploring on his own. so here he is, climbing over rubble a few steps to the side of ronan, so he doesn't end up taking any rocks or teenaged boys to the face. it's not a difficult climb, but rubble isn't the steadiest surface in the world.

when ronan stops, gansey does as well, going still and tilting his head as though that will help him listen better. after a moment, he hears it.]

Coughing? Hell. If I didn't have a bad feeling before...

[he gives ronan an inquiring look. do they really want to go on? what if this is another plague town?]

[greywaren]

[Ronan remembers the plague too, and it's difficult to keep a level head going forward when he thinks of Gansey, choking on his own blood. His mouth tightens into a thin line and he reaches an arm up to cuff Gansey on the shoulder.]

C'mon, stay behind me.

[It can't get to Gansey if Ronan is in the way, right? Even if it is an illness, Ronan can still protect him. It's important to map out the rest of this area, and he doesn't want to turn back just yet- nor, a small part of him whispers, does he really want to go on alone.

Ronan glances over with a slight smile.]

And don't drink any water, okay?

[mintly]

[gansey can't stop thinking about the plague, about ronan's face or the grip of his hand in gansey's as he lay on the ground. but happening once doesn't mean it'll happen again, and he still has his bag from going to find the ley line with adam. they aren't entirely without supplies or weapons.

somehow that doesn't make him feel a ton better about this whole situation. ronan does, though, at least a bit. he's not telling gansey to stay back or let him handle it. they're going into...whatever...together, like they used to.

he gives a humorless laugh and a wry smile.]

I'll try to avoid the nonexistent local water.