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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[ Arya does not like to be thrust into strange places with strange people and stinky, dead bodies. The room smells like Harrenhall: like death, decay, and overall depression.

She wants out. So she'll do whatever she can to leave. ]

I'm thinking that you take too long. [ She rolls her eyes. They could've been out of here ages ago, if he'd just hurry up and cut out the damn heart. Scaredy cat. Arya isn't scared.

At least, not too scared.

She draws a dagger and displays it at the other person. ]

We gotta get the heart. It's written in the note.

[Her eagerness is both a relief and incredibly disturbing. He'd probably jump over to the corpse too with a knife at the ready at her age. Now? Well, he's mildly more thoughtful. Mildly.

Kylar nods in agreement with what she's saying and holds out his hand to take the dagger, if she'll give it to him.]

I'll do it. You trust the note?

[Always a chance she knows more than he does about the situation. Or, she knows less. In which case, they'll just have to see to find out.]

[ She's not going to give up Needle. Needle is her own. It's all she has left of home, of family. In some ways, it's all she has left of herself. ]

You don't have anything to cut with?

[He opens his arms and hands. Nothing up his sleeves, nothing in his pockets.]

'Fraid not.

[So she trusts the note but not him. Smart one.]

Our friend here has something to use, from what I can tell. It'll just take more time. If that's what you'd prefer...

[Sure, he can saw open a rib cage with a letter opener.]

Then use that. You can't have Needle.

[ She didn't give the sword up in the House of Black and White, even when they threatened to throw her out. She's not going to give it up now, especially if the corpse has something to use instead. The man can claw the corpse's heart out with his bare hands, for all she cares. The sword is hers. ]

And if you can't get the heart, then I'll just do it myself.

[He sighs. There's no use arguing. He can't ask her to feel defenseless, especially in a situation like this. This is probably for the best.]

Very well. Do me a favor and stand by the door while I do this, then. Listen for any clicking sounds and keep your eyes out for any movements in the room. You hear or see something, you get away from it. We clear? Don't touch anything, don't lean on anything.

[He knows nothing in here is rigged, there's no pressure plates to be seen, no wiring. But not all traps are physical. And there's clearly some sort of weave on the room or at least the door. Better safe than sorry. Besides, it might just keep her from seeing what he's doing. A win-win.]

[ Arya nods, sharp and quick. ]

Got it.

[ She takes her post by the door and stands stiller than any girl her age typically does. She's used to setting like this. Danger and death is no game. Sword in hand, she's ready to strike if anything out of the ordinary happens. ]

[He gives a nod when he sees she's ready and gets to work. He's faster than he should be at carving through a rib cage with such a useless weapon. There isn't much mess to speak of either, despite the corpse graying with rot. What's more, if one looks close enough the flesh seems almost cauterized in the cavity he had dug into.

With a swift motion, he tears off a piece of fabric from the deceased, gathers the heart into it and heads back to the pedestal. He clearly seems no worse for wear, barely even a speck of fluids on him. For now, he keeps the heart in hand, not yet resting it on the pedestal.]

Might want to step away from the door now.

[ Arya steps, then jumps when she hears the door begin to rumble. At least, Arya thinks it's the door. Even the floor begins to shake slightly, and the room's heating up. ]

Whatever you did, it worked. I think the door is letting us through.

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