test drive meme #11

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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

emma duval ● mtv's scream

[mistaken]

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( now admittedly emma is no stranger to killers, it's just that her experience is largely and almost exclusively with humans.the fact that there's a robot looking person heading in her general direction doesn't actually immediately concern emma though, already too engrossed in being overwhelmed by the fact that her life could in fact get worse than it already was. she's still trying to process what is happening, how she got here. it's just not a great time to be interrupted by an android, basically.

she doesn't really notice anything out of the ordinary until she realises that the person -- who, she now realises, very much isn't a human -- has picked up their pace quite abruptly. clearly making a beeline for her, and with red eyes that set off huge alarm bells in the back of her mind, emma does what she does best and panics. turning sharply on her heel she half jogs back the way she came, throwing glances over her shoulder back at the working joe. when she realises that it's catching up quite easily she starts to run, and by the time she turns down the first side street she can find she's pretty much terrified. )

Hey! ( she's not yelling at anyone in particular of course so much as trying to draw attention. she's still running on slasher movie rules, you see, and no one gets murdered if they stick with a group right? ) Is anyone here?

( by the time she realises the android is still following her down the side street she's basically hyperventilating, and she gives up calling out in favour of screaming. someone stop her from being hella killed, please. )

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( do need a little help? luckily for you, she's not so scared and helpless any more! once emma gets her bearings and a little confidence, she'll be wielding just about the heaviest blunt object she can muster. it might not keep them down for long, but she's got something of a mean swing when she's fired up, and it'll give them enough time to hide.

batter up, guys. she's here to help. )

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( it's a little odd, because emma isn't particularly artistically inclined and yet she throws herself into this project with great gusto all the same. it's a reprieve from all the awful at least, something to focus on that isn't loved one's corpses or monsters trying to kill you, so she has a huge amount of enthusiasm for improving the neighbourhood.

emma can be found at all hours of the day working away, whether just by clearing up or later by attempting to "help" with some painting (spoilers: it's going terribly), and if anyone is looking closely they might even just about catch a smile! a brief, tiny little thing, but one that definitely existed all the same. )

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( #yolo me something random! pms or pp @ sharknado for questions! )

fear 2.0

[prespangled]

[Steve's adopted a similar plan. Sure, someday he'll have a knack for strategy, but even then a lot of it involves just throwing himself bodily at trouble, or punching his way out of it. He doesn't have enough weight to knock anyone down with today, and all he's going to get if he throws a punch is some seriously busted knuckles.

So he's opted for a rusted metal wrench in one hand and a shield from the armory in the other to fight with instead. Every swing leaves him winded, forcing him to retreat back behind his shield to catch his breath. He can't keep this up for much longer and he knows it, but he's gotta hold out until some back-up arrives.

She shows up at just the right time. Steve lowers his shield to watch as she bashes the thing, and then hides with her when it proves to be as stubborn about staying down as he is. He peeks over the rubble and trash can that they're taking cover behind, gasping out a few words when he can.]

The Dodgers...could really use you.

[mistaken]

( she's glad to have someone else there with her hiding behind the trash, because with the way her hands just won't stop shaking emma is pretty sure that she wouldn't be good for a second hit. the adrenaline that had helped her in the run in with the android is well and truly betraying her now, and she's careful not to make any excessive noise as she puts down the heavy object that saved both of their hides just a few moments ago. )

I'll have to make sure I sign up for the baseball team next spring. ( her voice stays low but she lets out a huff that's supposed to be a laugh, corners of her mouth twitching as she moves to sit down on the floor instead. not great for a quick exit, but she's basically been running non stop since she arrived, the break is welcome. the guy she's with is clearly in a worse state than emma though, and it's barely a minute before her amusement turns to concern. she can't help herself, okay, she's a chronic mother hen type.

waiting until he's back from his (not exactly subtle) peering around, emma shifts to turn and look at steve. ) I'm Emma, by the way.

( it's always best to get the niceties out of the way before you go straight to semi-intrusive, right? )

Are you okay?

[prespangled]

Steve.

[It is the polite thing to do. Steve sweeps some of his hair to the side like that's the biggest problem he's got. A few deep gulps of breath and at least he's not as dizzy, and the ringing in his ears is starting to go away. It doesn't do much for how his legs feel like rubber right about now, forcing him to sit down across from her. If the thing finds them again, she's going to have to go on without him.

He nods until he can find his voice again too.]

Fine. Just winded. [There's a touch of blood at his temple, but he's had worse, even before he came here. He's about to say something about how he thinks he was about to get the upper hand on it, but that's when he notices the way her hands are trembling a little. It makes him change his mind.] Thanks for that. Are you? Okay, that is.

working title

[podcast]

[ From a building not too far, a noise comes. Like the rattling of something secured to a wall, it's high pitched enough for Emma to notice even in her panicked state and from a distance. Almost on cue, a door opens, the light of the city barely piercing the darkness inside. Someone took care of making the place as dark as possible, too.

The sound comes again, followed by a low grunt as whoever's trying to rip whatever's stuck on the wall becomes impatient.

Will she go inside? ]

[mistaken]

( it couldn't have come at a better time, really. running for your life, unsurprisingly, is kind of tiring, and emma's just wondering how much she has left in her when she sees the door swing open. admittedly if she had more than a few seconds to think about it she might be more wary of the move. if noah was here, he'd have spouted some reference to a movie and kept them both from taking the supposed saving grace.

but he isn't here, and emma has barely a moment to decide, and there's a killer android trying to take her out. she doesn't even consider that there could be something more unpleasant waiting in the darkness. throwing another glance over her shoulder at the working joe, she quickly darts inside the building at the last minute and slams the door shut behind her. she presses her back against it, heels digging into the floor as she very rapidly tries to slow her heavy breathing down to something as silent as possible. it's far too difficult though, and she abandons that in favour of walking further into the building in the hopes of finding somewhere decent to hide. it's about then that she hears a noise and jumps, turning sharply in the direction of it and taking another cautious step forward. )

Is there someone in here? ( she whispers, as though that's going to help her case if it is another one of those creepy robot things. a beat, and then she takes another step, raising her voice just a little. it's still far quieter than a normal speaking voice, but not quite the shaky whisper from before. ) Hello?