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Test Drive Meme #8

Welcome to Hadriel's 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 April 24th, and apps are open May 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, either through handwaving or through a shared mental experience while coming through the Door!

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: DEAD FLESH BUFFET
[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 lurking in the shadows, waiting for the perfect chance to swarm around you and chow down. This time, the Door has brought in a group of rotfiends, from the video game The Witcher.

These unpleasant-looking creatures are necrophages, meaning they feed on the flesh of the dead, and if that flesh is in short supply they are happy to add to it. Normally found in groups, they are fast and difficult to corner. What's more, when on the verge of death, they have an annoying tendency to explode into a flammable cloud of poisonous toxins. You left your torch at home, right?]

R A G E
SCENARIO TWO: MMM WHATCHA SAY
[There you were, just walking along the street, minding your own business like a good underground hell-city citizen, when all of a sudden you saw someone. It was like love at first sight - if by 'love' you mean 'deep burning hatred'. You've never wanted to kill someone so much, and why? Well, you're not really sure, but there's probably a reason! You'll just have to figure it out. Or not. Who needs a reason for murder, anyway?

Or maybe you're the one someone else has targeted. Maybe you know they're after you and you're desperately trying to watch your back. Why do they hate you? You don't even know them. Or maybe you do, maybe they're your best friend. Either way, this is a super awkward situation, and someone might end up dead. Hopefully not you!

This is a mini version of our Assassin event this month!]

H O P E

SCENARIO THREE: SCRATCH OFF
[This morning, you received a scratch ticket in the mail (who knew Hadriel even had mail?), addressed to you. The instructions are clear enough - scratch off three matching icons, and you win a prize! Sure, okay. But here's the grand prize: a one-way ticket home.

Unfortunately, try as you might, you aren't gonna win that one, but keep hoping! And hey, just think of all the other GREAT PRIZES you could win: an inflatable duck, a plastic ring to give your sweetheart, an empty can of Red Bull, a cell phone charm shaped like a strange green creature with a boner.

So what if you didn't win that ticket home? You got something almost as good: a shitty prize! Thanks, Hope!]

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FEAR
[ She shouldn't be this relaxed. Shouldn't find the unfamiliar streets as threatening as her own. Simply Lady shouldn't feel like walking around a partial wasteland is completely normal. And yet she does. Her heartbeat is a little elevated but she attributes that to adrenaline more than actual nerves. She's been in scarier places.

And she's very well armed complete with several guns and a rocket launcher and pouches of extra ammo that she might have to ration if she can't find materials to make more before she gets home. And she'd really like to be going home soon, preferably before someone tries to start some sort of rumor that they killed her. ]

RAGE
[ Best watch your back, you're being stalked. There's a dark hair girl with mismatched eyes armed to the teeth keeping track of her target. It's familiar ground for her. Except she's not hunting a demon and for some reason she doesn't mind. Logically, she knows she should. If she were home she would never even think of hunting another person, but here she is hunting some poor possibly unsuspecting soul all because she can't stop the rage boiling inside of her. It's like she's ready to explode but there's not pressure release valve to keep her from doing something she knows she shouldn't.

Of course what she isn't realizing is she could just as easily be the target of someone else. Her focus a little too zeroed in on what she needed to do. It was careless and stupid but it provided just enough leverage for anyone hunting her to get the jump on her if they wanted it. ]

WILDCARD
[ Got another scenario you don't see here. Feel free to tag me with it. ]

Edited 2016-04-22 23:41 (UTC)

[Some people don't know the meaning of the word overkill. Mello's been accused of that on more than one occasion, but this gal - well. She looks like she's her own personal army of one, with all those weapons. They will probably come in handy, for the short term, until the ammo runs out - which is why Mello has opted to keep his pistol stashed away in favor of beating off these monsters with a piece of metal pipe he ripped out of some building or other, he doesn't remember where exactly because it doesn't really matter.

What does matter is that there's a trio of the things shambling towards them. He whistles to get her attention, then points at them.]

You want to aim one of those things you've got over there?

[He's been doing fine with fighting these creatures one on one. Three at a time, though - that's asking a bit much.]

[ When you're a mere human fighting things with the ability to throw you through a couple walls and set things on fire, you tend to arm yourself for the worst. They're just lucky (or maybe unlucky) that her pouches are short on grenades.

She's aware of how finite her ammo is it's why she's trying to avoid getting into a fight with those shambling rotting corpses. And her reflexes are quick swinging around so she's pointing her gun at him that was previous holstered at her thigh. ]

I could.

[ She does and shoots ring out as she double taps the leader of the pack in the presumed head. ]

Much obliged.

[His voice is thick with sarcasm as he says this, then leaps into swinging at the closest of the monsters, aiming for the thing's head. Head wounds tend to be a safe bet, as far as killing or injuring a thing, no matter what it is - and he has no idea what this is.]

Do you typically just sit back and wait for someone else to take the initiative?

[ She snorts an aims at the next one and puts another bullet in its head. She'd give him more than cover if he needed it, but for the moment it looked like he was doing just fine. ]

I usually shoot first and ask questions later. [ A short pause. ] Or I blow things up, but somehow I doubt you can surf on a rocket.

[ He's way too scrawny for that. ]

Yeah, can't really say I ever found learning to surf to be a priority, rocket or otherwise.

[He did live in Los Angeles for a while, but that particular thing never made it onto Mello's list of hobbies (what list of hobbies, this man doesn't understand fun). Mello swings again and the metal pipe makes a sickening crunch sound on impact with the monster's head.]

Pity it could come in handy.

[ He did a poor job of living in Los Angeles in that case. But really who needs hobbies when you have a lifelong goal of destroying every demon to walk the Earth. And with the last of the monsters dead she holsters the gun. ]

You're welcome.

Right, with all the beachfront property here, I can definitely see how knowing how to surf would come in handy.

[Lady please.]

Let's get out of here, before any of their friends decide to show up.

In better directing a rocket toward a group of targets.

[ Rockets aren't cheap you know, and even with how lucrative her job can be bullets and grenades tend to be a more pressing need than fancy heat guided missiles. She points to her left. ]

That way looks promising.

[He doesn't see any reason to disagree, so he heads to the left as she suggests.]

Do you always take an arsenal everywhere you go, or did you pack special for this place?

I was kind of busy at the time.

[ It wasn't a good idea to be unprepared when hunting a big and nasty demon. ]

Besides I like being prepared for just about anything.

Can't argue against being prepared.

[That would be stupid.]

Your "just about anything" seems like it must be on a fairly large scale, though.

Thank god for small favors.

[ Incredibly stupid. She would be hard pressed not to hit him if he tried. ]

Usually my size or much bigger.

[ Her eyes dance with a kind of intense glee at the idea of the giant demons she's taken on. ]

Or they outnumber me.

I wouldn't say that God has anything to do with it.

[Which is probably an interesting thing to hear coming from a dude wearing a rosary.]

Preparation is all about planning, strategy, critical thinking. Those are things you do yourself.

[ She shrugs. Maybe god doesn't but she can thank him anyway at least one bit of shared belief. ]

And they're enjoyable.

[ She has a strange sense of what makes a good hobby okay. ]

Yeah. [He half-smirks at that, pleased at her response.] There is a certain sense of satisfaction to be found in using your head. Not that most people would know that, of course.

[ It isn't exactly a special answer. She just enjoys planning how she's going to approach her jobs. ] Never know when you need to know about an obscure building feature to save your life.

[ And there's a certain exhilaration to flying through a room while staying ahead of something that could tear you to pieces. ]

They try, they just lack a certain level of ingenuity.

[Mello shakes his head.]

In my experience, the majority don't even bother trying. Why think for yourself when there's always someone willing to do the thinking for you?

[That's how people like Kira come into power.]

There's plenty of that too.

[ It's how a lot of unsavory people come to power. And some was the result of deals with devils. Either way everyone could benefit from doing a little more thinking on their own. ]

We don't exactly spend the time teaching them to think for themselves all that much either.

There are a lot of problems with the world. Lack of initiative covers a good portion of them.

[A Mello's Opinion. That's Near's problem, too - he's too cautious, not active enough.]

And here I thought that was just laziness.

[ Laziness was Dante's problem. The jerk couldn't be bothered to get up for even a pizza delivery. ]

It's not exactly the same thing, but close enough.

No it isn't but it does play into it quite a bit.

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