test drive meme #11

[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 July 25th, and apps are open August 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: WORKING TITLE
[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 few Working Joes, from the Alien: Isolation video game series.

Once simply androids meant for mundane jobs, working Joes have had their programming altered to isolate and eliminate threats onboard their ship- which they now believe to be Hadriel. Super strong, yet slow and plodding, an android may ask you for identification before throttling you when you don't have the right answer. They are quite sturdy and difficult to destroy without the right tools. Have fun!]


H O P E

SCENARIO TWO: BEAUTIFICATION DUTY
[The city has always looked a little drab, but now with some tools from Hope, it's up to you guys to spruce it up a bit! Your character will find themselves in a shop filled with various paints, home improvement tools, window stickers, streamers, and various other items and tools used to improve the appearance of the neighborhood.

You're encouraged to add your own little flair to the project in order to improve living standards and make Hope the happiest god in the pantheon. So, what will you do? Paint a mural? Sweep up some rubble? Install a skylight! The cave is your oyster.

This is a mini version of our Extinction v2 event this month!]


S O R R O W

SCENARIO THREE: CRY ME A RIVER
[When you wake up in the morning, something feels... off. It feels like you just watched 20 ASPCA commercials in a row and then topped it all off with the first ten minutes of Up. You're beaten down, depressed, upset by all the horrific acts and trauma in the world, and it's enough to make you want to cry.

Turn on the waterworks, because Hadriel is about to have a shortage of tissues and everyone's getting dehydrated. You might run into your neighbor crying while you're scavenging for food, or you might just find that one whole asshole in the entire movie who isn't affected.

Either way, it's time to get some hugs, some kleenex, and maybe a little bit of chocolate. Happy... crying?]

Comments

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[orcish]

[There is nothing worse than mages going off the deep end. It's the the literal worst thing that can happen, because someone with a gun going off the deep end is, in the end, a lot easier to contain.

Mages that you know nothing about going off the deep end is even worse, because anything can happen.

She groans and curses the fact that she is caught in this small building with someone blocking the door who seems to be very close to setting the whole place on fire.

And the fact that shooting them, while ultimately probably effective, would likely be something that she won't survive in quarters as close as these.]

Stop that.

[Not particularly eloquent, but at least straight to the point.]

[manaburn]

[Halee spins with a roar, teeth bared, and fire sparking in her dominant hand. The other grasps and finds Cloud Song's harness. The wolf growls in turn, pressing against her side, and pointing her in the proper direction.

This was not meant to happen. Someone has seen her grief!]

You do not belong here! Get out!

[Haleek clenches her fist meaningfully, even though the fire nips at her skin. The voice sounds orcish, but that is not enough.]

[orcish]

[Well, that was counterproductive.

Drek.

She bares her teeth, instinctively reacting to aggression with aggression, no matter how unwise it is.]

Well, I would, if you didn't block the door, chummer.

[It's an almost automatic, unthinking reaction to quickly check her drones and get them into position, should a fight happen: One outside the door, pointing it's weapons at the infrared location behind the thin wood, one coming up besides her, a spider-like machine with a threatening heavy gun mounted on it, pointing at the other woman. A direct confrontation with a mage is not something that she would seek out, but she certainly won't go down without a fight if she has to. Won't go down at all if she can avoid it.]

[manaburn]

[Haleek tips her head to the side, listening. She catches the buzz of machinery and the smell of something like the engine oil that the goblins favor. The other woman - her enemy - has tricks on her side. Possibly a gun as well. Even with Cloud Song, it's quite possible that Haleek is outnumbered. Certainly her enemy has the advantage of sight, even if it hasn't been realized yet. Haleek growls low in her throat, grinning.

What a wonderful day to die.

She prepares a shielding spell, but doesn't cast yet.] State your name! I would know the fool who disturbs my grief. Answer now or I'll send you to my sister as bloody tribute.