dankmemes | Test Drive Meme #10

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 June 24th, and apps are open July 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: UNBEARABLE
[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 several bereskarn, from the Dragon Age video game series.

While they were once normal bears, these hideous creatures have been corrupted by the Blight into something terrible. They are larger than normal bears and have bone spikes jutting out through their skin, which leaves them with constantly bleeding wounds. They are easily enraged, and will attack fiercely if agitated. Have fun!]

SCENARIO TWO: CLAMOROUS CAVES
[Wow, it sure is weirdly foggy out, considering there's no weather in Hadriel. The sun's dim, the light's strange, and hey - is that an air raid siren? Oh shit.

Welcome to Silent Hill, Hadriel edition. When the siren sounds, the city changes into a twisted, darker version of itself, teeming with monsters and looking like something straight out of your nightmares. And if you're really unlucky, there might be a monster lurking in there just for you, your own personal demon ready to hunt you down. Let's hope you can stay alive until the city changes back!

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

R A G E

SCENARIO THREE: NO FLAMES PLZ
[This morning you woke up to a letter on your doorstep, addressed to you. Curious, since there's no mail delivery in Hadriel. Upon opening it, you discovered a carefully written letter containing a brutal takedown of something that means a lot to you. Something you really care about

Maybe they're trashing your favorite sports team. Maybe they're calling your hometown a trash pit full of hipsters. Maybe they're saying your boyfriend has weird hair. Or maybe it's worse than that - maybe they're saying that everything you've been working for is a complete waste of time, and you're an idiot for trying. Whatever it is, it's calculated just right to piss you off, and piss you off real bad. And hey. That letter's signed.

Maybe somebody will come by and talk you down - or maybe the person who comes by is the one who's name is on that letter, even if it might not quite be in their handwriting. What're you gonna do? Fight them? Lay an elaborate trap? Try not to let it get to you and talk it out like adults? Yeah right. Time for a reckoning.]

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[This place doesn't much care if you've got something important to do back home. Steve knows he has that waiting for him too. His battle hasn't even started yet, and he's anxious to get to it and make something of himself. (He knows but he doesn't know, because other people here might know the Steve Rogers that is also Captain America, but only his future self could tell him not to be in such a hurry.)

He can't die here, he won't, even if his actions sometimes seem to spit in the face of any self-preservation. Why else would he be out here with a knife and a shield against these things.

But then he's grabbed by a girl, and Steve would be a lot more shocked by the voice in his head if he hadn't been here for months already, hadn't met people like Wanda and others who can do all sorts of things.]

This way! [He tries to steer them both in the direction of an alley.] If we can make it to one of the temples, we'll be safe. I know a shortcut!

[ There's responsibility that lies heavy on those narrow shoulders, the heart of him that makes him seem bigger than he is. Steve is bold as a lion, courageous even in the face of such horrors, as is the powerful instinct to survive that she picks up on immediately. Steve, his name is, and the knife and shield that he wields seem almost too big for him -- but Jean understands his intent, the brightness of his fighting spirit, how he would never go down without a fight.

It's an admirable thing, and she lets him steer them both towards the alley, knowing that he's certain of the way there. Still, she casts a barrier around them as they run, following after as one of the temples come into view. ] We're close!

[Alleys used to spell big trouble for him, though much of it was trouble of his own making. But when running or staying silent are you only other alternatives, there are no alternatives.

Steve's made it a point to learn the city as much as he can, what connects to what, what is a little more as the crow flies. He's not fast, and he gets winded easy, and everything that he can do to his advantage helps.

So he gets her to the temple, tuckered out and breathless. But she's safe. He did the only thing that really matters to him.]

You okay?

[ She can see the map of it in his head, when he connects one road to another quickly enough to ensure them safe passage -- and for that she's grateful. So when he's exhausted and breathless from the run, she's quickly concerned, shutting the doors behind them (for better or worse).

His sense of duty is a compelling, powerful thing, as is his stubborn adherence to doing the right thing, as opposed to what is easy. Steve is honorable, as kind as he is tenacious, and she hovers near, quietly worried. ] I'm fine. Are you? Can I help?

-Fine.

[It's the only word he can manage. Steve's nearly heaving, his face flushed from the run. But he straightens up and pushes those sweaty bangs to the side.]

As long as you stay here, you'll be safe.

[Steve ran to get her here, beyond the reach of the things outside. And now that she is, he's already preparing to go back out there.]

I don't need to stay safe if there are other people out there.

[ She's skimmed his thoughts, aware of what he plans to do -- and Jean catches a hold of his hand, unwilling to let him go out there by himself. ]

Where are you planning to go?

[Steve stops abruptly, glancing down at her hand clutching his. She's young and scared and seemingly unarmed, and Steve wants her to stay here where she's out of harm's way. But there are people who'd want the same for him. Steve reminds himself of that.]

Someone might've gotten trapped in one of the stores. I thought I'd circle back around them just once more.

I'm coming with you.

[ Not that she doesn't think he can handle it, mainly -- it's just that two are better than one, and she's not about to hide here when there are people who will need their help. How can she do any less, when he's taking it all upon himself? She musters a small smile, and squeezes his hand before starting to head out of the temple. ]

Let's go, Steve.

Have we met before?

[Steve's brows knit together, because he knows that haven't. He doesn't forget people like that. But she knows his name, and it's strange enough that she gets him to the temple steps before he stops again.]

Wait. You're sure? It's a lot safer here, and we can't be sure that there even is someone still out there. We could both be risking our lives for nothing.

Test Drive Meme #10

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