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test drive meme #12
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 August 25th, and apps are open September 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: O SHIT WADDUP
[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 hop right on you and chow down. This time, the Door has brought in several Doomed, from the Final Fantasy XI video game.
These strange undead creatures look somewhat froglike in appearance, but rumor has it they're actually made from a bunch of gross dead bodies all stuck together. Their whiplike tongue can hurt pretty bad, and if that wasn't enough, they can emit gasses that make it hard to concentrate, fight, and even stand upright. Have fun!]
SCENARIO TWO: PARANOIA
[Out of nowhere, you received a message on your phone. It's most likely from an unknown number - but not necessarily. It could be from someone you know, a number you recognize. A friend, an enemy, a trusted ally. But it's not who the message is from that matters, it's what it says.
Listen to me. They've been lying to you this whole time, and now they're coming for you. That, and nothing else.
So what will you do? Laugh and ignore this clearly missent text? Text back, try to get more details? Freak out? Or maybe you already know what it's talking about - who it's talking about. Maybe it's talking about that person who just walked by you. Didn't they look at you for a little too long? Doesn't it look like they might have a weapon?
You've got to protect yourself in whatever way you can. Who knows what they're plotting.]
C O M B I N A T I O N
SCENARIO THREE: LOUD VALLEY
[There you were, walking down one of Hadriel's rubble-strewn streets, when out of nowhere a cheery tune played. And then... everything changed.
Now there are rainbows along the cave ceiling, candy in the shops, walls painted in bright colors. Everything is cheery and happy and designed to lighten your heart. And if you walk around, you may just find your very own animal companion waiting to frolic and play with you! Sure, it'll all change back to normal Hadriel before long, but right now you might as well enjoy it.
This is a mini version of our Loud Valley event this month!]
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Probably for the best. I stopped going for "impressive" years ago.
[The squirrel chatters again as it worms onto one shoulder, peering at its former post with apparent suspicion.]
Looks like you made a friend.
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[Not that she's looking for one, but if she was it wouldn't be something that she couldn't converse with. She doesn't need one-sided conversations. The fact that she even has to have a mental debate about this is ridiculous.]
It needs to be off doing whatever it does with other furry little things like it. Breeding or whatever.
[Disgusting.]
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[He comments mildly, watching the thing thread its way down one shoulder, sinking claws into the blue fabric of his jacket before springing off him entirely and shooting across the ground in a clear attempt to get as far away from Jasper as possible.
Sans chuckles, and shoves his hands back into his pockets. Looks like he has a literalist over here. Those are always fun.]
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[She knows very little. The Homeworld gems didn't do much research into Earth animals because they ultimately weren't important. Only humans might have been any sort of threat, and even then the idea was laughable. Their technology is still far beyond their own today, much less five thousand years earlier. Back then they could barely communicate with each other.
So who needs to know about squirrels? They'll die with everything else on that miserable planet. Or at least they would have.]
Why do you even care?
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[Presumably "all she needs to know" is that a) she despises them, and b) she considers them a waste of her time. That's not a very long list, but straightforward, unflinching sorts tend not to focus on minutiae.
He could be reading her wrong, but he doubts it. She's not exactly making an effort to hide it.]
And kinda curious about your stance on monsters.
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[She'll learn more about them eventually, she's sure, but right now she has more important things to worry about than gathering information on each individual species. Maybe later, and maybe she can get someone else to do it for her.]
If the rest of them are anything like you then I probably don't want to know.
[Even though she still doesn't know much about this one either aside from his annoying habit of making jokes out of everything.]
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Oh, who's he kidding? He's totally not.]
So is everyone as jaded as you where you come from?
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Will you stop mocking me?!
[Jasper slams one fist into a nearby light fixture, sending sparks flying. Not only is she not one for jokes, especially right now, but she's still not in the best mental state. This place has just piled confusion on top of everything else she's had to deal with.]
I can imagine how easy it would be to take your segmented body apart piece by piece!
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Sans shrugs, and stops walking, assigning a fair measure of distance between himself and her.]
I mean, ya could. But it sounds like a lotta effort, y'know?
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You're right. You're not worth my time.
[The sad thing is he might be, but she's not in the mood to put up with his jokes or his general attitude. Maybe she'd be settling in this place better if she stopped running people off.
Of course she doesn't want to get settled in, and that's what makes everything so difficult.]
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He concedes with a shrug, drawing away by increments.]
'S up to you.
[But should she blink or look away in the interim, she'll find that he's somehow managed to vanish completely from the area.]
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She's really starting to hate this place.]