Test Drive Meme #8

[hadrielmods]

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!]

Comments

[bluffed]

[ Thank the Lord and all that is holy. There's no real complications as they exit - the rotfiend suicidal exploding left behind them. Far behind them. The only thing to worry about was weird feelings? Reunions? Human contact? Not looking forward to it, but here she as.Vaughn stops her and she's literally STEPS from the entrance. w h y ]

I didn't think that far ahead. I was thinking 'anywhere but here' was good enough.

[ Sassy McSass Sass. But, she shoots him a reassuring smile. ]

He's in town, but we gotta look for him first. I don't have a GPS beacon on him, sooo... just follow the inevitable sound of whiny screams.

[atlasio]

[ There are no weird feelings on this end. Well, they're kind of mixed, straddling the line between 'still utterly terrified' and 'yay my best friend.' It's a very stark and confusing contrast. At least for Vaughn. His tone still seems more on the 'hesitant and ready to something to devour me' side. ]

Wait, I thought you said this place was safe? [ Sorry, Rhys, he can't even defend the whiny screams comment.

Though Vaughn isn't exactly one to pretend he isn't in that same boat. ]

[bluffed]

He always finds something to whine about.

[ That's all she'll touch on. She can't be sure if the city itself is safer. Like, hello, she was greeted with giant hungry rats when she arrived... Either way, she's going to try her best to help him out. To get him to Rhys in one piece. ]

The city is safe.....r.... than this place. I can't really say - shit hadn't hit the fan when I went up here. [ She sighs a it, pushing her red strand of hair out of her face. ] I came up here thinking Sasha might be here too.

[atlasio]

You can't really blame him, this place is all decrepit and unhygienic and-- murdery. [ If Vaughn had been here longer, he could probably come up with an exhaustive list of things to whine about. Even for a Pandoran. Maybe. Like now, the musty damp smell is already a huge whine-worthy turn off. Pandora stinks too, but at least there's some semblance of air every once and a while. ]

Oh, great, so when we meet our doom at the hands of those exploding carcass monsters, at least someone will be able to find our bodies.

[ See, he's already whining, too. ]

[bluffed]

What place isn't murdery nowadays?

[ She can't comment on the decrepit and unhygienic parts, okay. There's no denying that. But, the air was getting far more crisp - a faint musk only rising due to their murdercave enclosure. Fiona relaxes her shoulders a bit and shoots Vaughn a reassuring smile. ]

Hey. We aren't meeting our doom any time soon. See? It even rhymed. [ Lame.... ] I won't let you lose out on your epic little reunion. He'll be glad to see you.

[atlasio]

Oookay, fair point. [ But Helios has a different kind of murder culture that's somewhat easier to ignore. Alas, Vaughn still can't defend it. ]

Uh, sorry to burst your bubble, but that did not rhyme. [ His expression finally lightened; it's hard to feel one hundred percent reassured, but still, having a tangible, positive goal to focus on helps a lot. ] But I suppose it helps. Thanks. I hope Rhys is having a better day than we are.

[ For the record, his shoulder still hurts. It sucks. ]

[bluffed]

It did rhyme.

[ Don't tell her these lies. Shes finally going to lead Vaughn into the city - the distant chattering of people far more reassuring than the screams and explosions, right? She sees a small group of people with weapons reinforcing a shop window that seemed to have gotten smashed during an attack, but... hey, it's all new to her too. ]

As long as Rhys remains as delusional as ever, he'll have a good day. Probably shaking in his At- ...Hyperion socks.

[ Frown face. She has to catch herself, okay. ]

[atlasio]

It did not! 'M' and 'N' aren't the same letter. [ #pedantry ]

[ The thing about the city- for as run down and ruined as it is, it still seems different from Pandora. Maybe a more naive, Episode 1 Vaughn wouldn't care about the differences and lump them all together under ramshackle shit holes I never want to visit again, but now-- it doesn't bother him nearly as much to see a broken in store front and people with guns. Just. As long as they aren't pointing at him. Of course that doesn't undo his earlier trauma with the rotfiends and it's not like he's eager to see scary people with guns, but sadly, there's only so many people with guns that he can see before the shock wears off. Now it's settling down at a sort of general 'unease.' ]

Can you really blame the guy? It's just one thing after another trying to kill us; it gets pretty wearing on your mental state.

[bluffed]

Technicalities - don't tell me you know the dictionary definition on what constitutes as a rhyme and what doesn't, Vaughn! Ugh.

[ Pandora would one day be "home" to Vaughn, so he should get use to it. But... too bad, haha jamjarred into another world. He gets a sense of unity at least, right? The teamwork the strangers has and how unfazed Fiona seems about the whole thing - it was safe. Guns or not, it was better than the monsters. ]

You get use to it. If it's not a monster, it's a bandit. Well, at least it was on Pandora.... [ A shrug as she rubs her lower back a bit - it did take a bit out of her from the first explosion and there was a dull pain at her hips. Man. ] There's some pretty okay people here. I don't necessarily trust them... but they hold their ground and seem easy-going.

[atlasio]

No, it's just, you know, the whole point of rhyming is-- nevermind. It doesn't matter. [ Because explaining it is only going to dig himself into a deeper, nerdier hole. ]

Well, as long as they keep their weapons and personal space away from mine, I consider that a plus. [ So basically what Fiona just said was, "It's better than Pandora." ]

[bluffed]

I don't blame you - it's different here. People aren't out for themselves. Most people, anyway. There's some kind of community here.

[ Man. It's nice in some weird way. The closest she came to a community was... well, Felix and Sasha. She's not going to soak on that pool of thought. ]

And I'm sure you won't instigate for trouble and you know not to tag along Rhys when he has a shitty idea, right? That's what starts big messes.

[atlasio]

[ He logs that comment about 'community' away for now. It seems like it's a good note to be aware of, though he's not keen to just run out and make friends. ]

Okay, you're going to have to be more specific about 'shitty ideas.' Because really they're only shitty if they don't go according to plan-- liiiike when a psycho gang lord crashes in and steals our money! Ooor the vault key we were gonna buy was fake and shattered into tiny pieces. Just like all our hopes and dreams.

[ Is that last part serious? Joking? Maybe. ]