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

[muscovy]

Because I'm not unified yet. But John said that I will be big and strong one day, and then I will be called Russia and have a lot of friends.

He knew because he was from the future, like you, but even further.

[foundafamily]

Unified..? Wait, Russia? That's a country!

[And this kid before him is, obviously, a kid.]

[muscovy]

[He nods.]

My lord father said that what I am is called a "nation".

[foundafamily]

A “nation”…

[Firo looks him over from head to toe.]

You look pretty damn human to me.

[muscovy]

It does not matter much what someone looks like, yes? You look like you will be dead in under a century.

[Which Muscovy won't at least not necessarily, and that is great.]

[foundafamily]

[Firo blinks. How the hell to even react to that?

Brotherly advice? Yeah, probably.]

…Is that a threat? If you’re really tryin’ to intimidate somebody, you shouldn’t say “under a century.” That’s too long. Say, like, “in five minutes.”

[muscovy]

[ooc: ....completing my last tag's bracket text: "Which Muscovy knows he won't, not necessarily at least, and that is great." Wtf words.]

I don't threaten others unless I know that they are weaker, yes? That would be very silly. [He's of the opinion that you should always be able to follow up with a threat, because people tend to get angry when you threaten them and you're not stronger than them. Not that you should threaten people in general.

And Firo is stronger, at least by Muscovy's estimate. So.]

But normal humans die after a few decades, and you won't unless you do something stupid, so you aren't a normal human but you look like one, yes? So it does not matter very much what someone looks like.

[foundafamily]

[Firo's all prepared to be offended, still thinking that Muscovy meant to threaten him. Which means he thinks Firo's weaker?! How dare--

Oh, wait, that explanation makes more sense.]

...Oh. So I told you about all that, huh?

[muscovy]

[Nodnods.]

Because I was worried that you would die on me and Rey, even if you didn't get sick or hurt and died before you died of old age.

[foundafamily]

So you’re both immortal too?

[He hadn’t realized that about her. He wonders if either took the elixir like he did, or if being a nation just has its perks.]

[muscovy]

[He nods, and then explains:]

I am not sure if we are all the same though, because Rey and her people can have different bodies.

[In his mind, that has become neatly aligned with the stories of bodysnatchers that he knew of before meeting her, so he won't be able to answer in more detail, at least not correctly.]

[foundafamily]

…Different bodies? How’d we find that out?

[Sounds like it could be an interesting story if they found out through firsthand experience.]

[muscovy]

She told us about a bad man, and we wanted to know how we could make sure that he did not hurt her any more, so we asked her if he was a normal human. And he was a bit like her.

[And there were follow-up questions later on.]