dankmemes | 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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[ There's some old plumbing pipe sticking out from the wall, long enough to bend around them. It flickers red, creaks. ]

I will trap them. Until we can find more gasoline.

[He sees the pipe, and it only takes a second for her plan to click. Maybe it won't work, but hell, they've gotten this far, right? And he's the last person to question any kinda plan, as long as it doesn't involve running away. So he starts angling his blows to get them lined up, in places it'll be easier for her to wrap 'em up. Once he shoulder-checks the last one into place, he quickly rolls backwards, coming up in a defensive stance.]

Do your thing, lady!

[ She traps as many of the arms, too, who knows, they might be strong enough to bend metal if they were hungry. She exhales harshly, with the strain. ]

Are there any more?

[He's already looking around, checking the street in both directions, scanning the rooftops nearest him. Nothing visible, and he lets his shoulders relax just the slightest bit, resting the blunt edge of his sword against his shoulder.]

None I can see, looks like we're clear. Hey, you okay? I got this, if you need to rest. I can get you to a safe place!

[...He says, completely ignoring the fact that she seems perfectly capable of defending herself. Whatever, she looks tired.]

I'm fine.

[ Clipped, a bit quicker than necessary. Wanda blows out a breath just to prove it. ]

These things don't multiply, do they?

[Okay, so she's fine. He's got no reason not to believe her, so he does.]

Beats me. I've never seen 'em before. Must be Fear's latest batch of ugly. They come in with the new arrivals every month. It's the kinda delivery I really don't look forward to, you know? C'mon, we should get going. I don't wanna find out the hard way if they multiply.

[Lifting one arm covered in blue bands of ink, he beckons her, striding off in one direction. On his bare back, there's even more ink, emerging from the wraps around his waist.]

[ Neither does she. Wanda hesitates, but follows him, catching up and walking beside him. ]

How long have you been kept here?

Me? I dunno, a few months, maybe? It's hard to keep track, people keep tellin' me I've been gone for weeks when I'm sure it's only been a couple days. But don't worry, I've got a plan! I'm gonna get us all out of here, or my name isn't the great and powerful Kamina!!

[Just a little chest puff, there. He's still a little winded from the fighting, and from the throbbing pain in his arm, even if he's hiding it pretty well.]

[ It is difficult not to be bowled over by the power of the sentiment. ]

Where are you from?

I'm from a village called Jiiha! It was underground, like this pit, but my brother and I busted on out and made it to the surface! I don't have Simon here, or Gurren, or any Gunman, but there's caves all around here, and one of em's got to lead to the surface, or at least close. Right? No matter where we are, even if it's another world like some of the guys here say, there's always gotta be a surface!

[A pause, then--oh, yeah. Maybe he should, uh...]

What about you?

Sokovia.

[ Which is plenty brusque, compared to what he just told her. Wanda's not well-travelled, anyway, it sounds Japanese. ]

It is not underground.

[He has never heard of Sokovia. Which is not at all surprising, because before he came here, his world consisted of three pit cities and "the surface." Probably not his world, though, judging by the way she's dressed. He's never seen clothes like that, though she's got a pretty sweet coat, and the jewelry is also badass, he thinks, looking her over.]

So you grew up on the surface? Man, that's something else! Getting to see the sun every day, not having any ceiling between you and the moon--that must've been something else! I was only above ground a few weeks before--[before I died, he thinks, but doesn't say]--before I came here, but I don't think I'd ever get tired of that view, you know?

[ There is no end to his tidal waves of open sentiment. It's refreshing, but Wanda's not used to it. ]

Was there something wrong with the surface? You couldn't live there?

[ He said Gunmans. ]

[If he knew, maybe he'd try to think more quietly. As it is, Kamina isn't a man who does anything quietly. In case that isn't obvious just yet.]

Nah, nothing wrong with the surface, just some punk-ass Beastmen who wanted to try and keep humanity down! Me and my bro, and all of Team Dai-Gurren, we're up there fighting so us humans can live life on the surface! No more living and dying in the dark, no more waiting for the next cave-in to kill somebody off. We stole their gunmen, and hopefully back home, my bro's still kicking ass! That's why I refuse to give up on getting home! Simon wouldn't give up, and I gotta be the Kamina he believes in! You got somebody like that back home?

[ She treads water in that conviction. It matches her own, but there's no cruel heat to it: just honed desire, a straight line to that point. She believes he will accomplish what he set out to do. There is no world he cannot. Kamina is someone whose heart will call him out of an afterlife, a grave, nothing will be able to hold him. ]

[ It's terrifying. It's also beautiful, like the sky is endless. ]

[ Wanda considers his question. ]

No. There was just my brother.

[It's that conviction that keeps him going. He's not scared of death; he never has been. It was only ever death without meaning that terrified him, death without a purpose. He died with a purpose, but that's not gonna stop him--not until he knows that Simon and Yoko and all the others are okay. There's a brief wave of incredulity at her answer, followed very abruptly by a pause in his step as he looks at her, crimson eyes intent.]

No just about it, family's important! You got a brother, you got family, and that's as important as it gets!

Test Drive Meme #8

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