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ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴅᴛᴇᴀᴍ ᴏғ ʜᴀᴅʀɪᴇʟ ([personal profile] hadrielmods) wrote in [community profile] dankmemes2016-05-21 11:32 am
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Test Drive Meme #9

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 May 24th, and apps are open June 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:
I'VE SEEN ENOUGH HENTAI TO KNOW WHERE THIS IS GOING

[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 malboro, from the Final Fantasy video game series.

These plant-like monsters are essentially comprised of long, tentacle-esque stalks- sometimes with eyes on the ends- and large, gaping mouths. Their breath can be poisonous and literally make you sick to your stomach, and- just your luck- they're carnivorous. Happy hunting!]



C O M B I N A T I O N

SCENARIO TWO: DREAM A LITTLE DREAM OF ME
[You're so tired- at least you've got a reasonably safe place to rest your head at while you recuperate, right? After all, nothing can go wrong when you're asleep.

Aaand that's where you're mistaken. For this event, all characters who fall asleep will either be Hosts or Visitors in their, or someone else's dreams. All dreams are inflicted by one of the four gods (Hope, Delight, Rage, or Fear), and will have their presence influencing the events within your dreams in order to harvest their desired emotion from you.

The sky is essentially the limit, so long as your dreams correspond with one of the four gods. Happy sleeping!

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



D E L I G H T

SCENARIO THREE: JUST SAY NO
[On your kitchen table the next morning is a blue pill. Just the one pill, along with a glass of what seems to be water. There's a note in elegant script next to the pill that merely says 'TAKE ME'.

If taken, the pill can have a variety of effects. You can hallucinate, you can get uncontrollable giggles, you can feel drunk, you can feel like colors all have textures and shapes and the world is looking at you through a kaleidoscope! The drug can have whatever effect the player desires, as long as it's pleasurable or fun.

So: do you take it? Can you hear someone who already took the drug, stumbling down the street? You, uh, might want to help them, and do be careful. There's no telling what kinds of monsters are still out there.]
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[personal profile] verinumeri 2016-05-27 09:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[ A lesson, perhaps: nerds in number were not remotely more formidable than individually when it came to confronting beasts. Yet, without any other source for help, it seems Hermann is in the unlikely and highly unwise position of being Newton's only viable chance at not being killed by a tentacle like vine.

Once Newton's yanked down, Hermann jumps and stares for .05 second of horror, then jerks into actions, babbling, ]


Oh no, oh no, oh dear, oh damn you no you don't--

[ And follows, at an uneven run as he uses less of his cane, his hand fumbling in his pocket for that odious knife. Happily, Newton's efforts at grabbing the ground seem to be impeding the speed of his drag, so Hermann can get the knife out and open while keeping pace.

At which point he has to actually do something, so to get at the vine, and Hermann thinks quickly, squares his jaw, and dives to the ground.

He meant to land on and cut at the vine.

Instead he lands on Newton's leg, but in pretty good position to reach his ankle, so rather than regretting his poor jump, he busies himself with... trying to help. His cane's left behind as he grabs at Newton's calf with his left hand, for support, as his right tries to saw at the vine just past Newton's boot.

After all, if he went for the bit around Newton's ankle, he might cut him, too. ]


Let go! Off! Get off him you nasty little creeper!
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[personal profile] fortunefavored 2016-05-29 12:05 am (UTC)(link)
[There's barely a time between one second and the next to process. One moment he's being dragged towards a killer plant, the next there is a weight on his legs, helping to slow him down, and there's an ear-splitting shriek in reaction to--to whatever it is that Hermann's doing. Which Newt tries to see over his shoulder, twisting, heart still hammering in his chest because as he DOES manage to look over his shoulder, that thing is starting to come towards them, seeing that its current strategy of dragging Newt in isn't working.

He makes a strangled, garbled, terrified sound in his throat, before jerking his leg hard towards his upper body and--thanks to Hermann's sawing--the part of the tentacle wrapped around Newt's leg rips apart with a terrible rending sound. It jolts him, slightly, to suddenly be free, but that's more than he needs to try and scramble to his feet, already reaching for Hermann, to drag him up with him--]


Okay--okay, we're good, let's go--!

[they are not, in fact, good, considering that the plant is still coming towards them very rapidly, and will probably be reaching for them soon]
Edited (adding to this now that i'm more awake) 2016-05-29 04:23 (UTC)
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[personal profile] verinumeri 2016-05-29 06:57 am (UTC)(link)
[ Of course the body to which the appendage had attached would be exponentially uglier.

Of course Hermann hasn't got time to do more than observe that. No, once the vine tears from his knife and Newton's yank, Hermann's rolling off him, reaching naturally for Newton, as if knowing he'd already be frantic to his feet and reaching likewise. (He hasn't even the time to be pleased himself for managing to help, or to notice how badly he'd probably bruised himself by throwing himself down.) So he's upright, they both are, in quick order, and it surges. ]


Yes, yes, go--

[ Nothing else for it but to turn and run, leaning on Newton until they reach where he left his cane and he's having to stoop to try and quickly grab it. ]
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[personal profile] fortunefavored 2016-05-30 07:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[Newt's hands clench in Hermann's jacket, half dragging him along as they make an attempt to get away. The creature behind them lets out a gurgling snarl, and Newt glances behind them just in time to see another tentacle lash out their way]

Duck! [and he's forcibly yanking Hermann down with him at least into a crouch, a tentacle just barely sailing over their heads. Yep, not out of the woods quite yet]