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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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Too late. Doesn't count.
[The response is rapid-fire, shot back automatically. What Ichigo's actually thinking about is the fact that he was asleep. If Ishida had found him and left him there, then that probably meant he'd been impossible to wake. He wouldn't expect Ishida to drag his senseless body all over the place, so it makes sense that he'd been left to wake up on his own.
...there's also the possibility, he knows, that Ishida was casing the area without him. Ishida's got better senses than Ichigo right now, and if there's something here that Ichigo can't see or feel, well...he wouldn't be able to help, so there'd be no point in taking him along. But that's fine, right? Ichigo's over it. He's accepted it. It'd be nice, though, if the reminder didn't sting.
Ichigo isn't going to bring that up. Better to let it pass unacknowledged, since there's nothing to be done about it.]
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[ While Uryuu isn't as unflappable as he may look (or tries to look, or may be trying to look and may be looking as though he is trying to -- anyway), that doesn't bug him.
Anyone else, maybe. But he's never trying to be polite to Kurosaki, so it doesn't bother him that he failed a basic step of greeting or courtesy. They were always past that.
Uryuu would rather not make a point of rubbing Kurosaki's nose in what might have already been inferred, but see the aformentioned rude awakwening. See, now, the foggy cave, the strangeness of this place. To make observations about what Kurosaki cannot feel may not be necessary, but it will help to make the point.
So rather than respond to that, he starts anew. ]
The concentration of reishi isn't... familiar. It isn't consistent with anywhere we've been.
[ There was that of the Earth, the human world, Karakura Town. Thicker then in Soul Society. Thickest in Hueco Mundo. So, in other words... ]
Maybe it has something to do with the fog.
[ No, the fog doesn't have any particular reishi concentrations. He's just not comfortable jumping immediately to another planet. ]
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It's the first time anyone has talked to him about anything like it in a long time.
He listens with his jaw set, paying sober attention. Ichigo's aspect turns thoughtful, though, when Ishida suggests the fog.]
I dunno. Maybe that's it, or maybe it's that we're in a different world entirely. I mean, Soul Society and Hueco Mundo are basically other dimensions, right? Maybe we're in another one of those, just one we've never been to before.
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He cannot read Kurosaki's thoughts, but Kurosaki wears them like emotions on the sleeve, as though he prints the words on his features. Subtleties and details escape -- he does not sense or read the relief -- but he sees enough to know there isn't pain.
Briefly, he wonders if he's underestimated Kurosaki for the last two years. Only briefly. For one, it's almost completely irrelevant to right now. For another, the only things happening then were hollows. It wasn't worth bringing up hollows.
He shakes his head, frowning, at the suggestion. It isn't that it's a bad one. It disturbs him to think that there could be yet another dimension, one he'd be wholly unaware of, but the literature left for him had been incomplete. It's this -- He walks toward the nearest building, rapping his knuckles on the stone. ]
All objects might have souls, even in our world, but in Soul Society and Hueco Mundo, everything is composed of reishi. I could break down the wood and stone, even the grass and dirt, for use in shaping my bow and arrows. I couldn't with this, with these. If it's a different world or dimension, it isn't a spirit one.
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Maybe it's weird for him to be glad that being here meant they had to talk about this kind of thing, but the fact is, some of the hardest moments over the last two years had been the ones where Soul Society had felt more like a dream than reality.]
Well, we're not gonna figure anything out by standing here talking about it. I'm gonna have a look around. Everyone I've run into so far arrived at the same time we did, so they don't know much, but maybe we'll be able to find someone who's been here longer. Maybe whoever built all this is still around here somewhere. I bet they'd know where we are.