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test drive meme #13

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 September 24th, and apps are open October 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: DON'T LOOK AT ME
[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 Boos, from the Mario video game series.

These monsters can be menacing, but are also incredibly shy. When looking directly at them, they will cover their faces and fade into the background- however, when turning away from them, they advance on you until they're in the perfect spot to take a nice big bite. The only way to defeat them is to escape this part of the level- that is, run madly away and try to keep up eye contact while you do so. They may look cartoonish, but those ghost teeth can be sharp!]

SCENARIO TWO: YOU'VE GOT RED ON YOU
[Hadriel is home to many things- temples, irate gods, angry citizens and... well, zombies, apparently. Beware as they start to walk/stagger/generally kind of shuffle around the streets of the city, since where there's one or two, there's usually a hundred more just waiting for the right moment to strike.

Zombies attack Hadriel by the dozen for this prompt, and nowhere in the city is technically safe from them! While they're not necessarily fast or intelligent, they have an advantage on you in that they have a lot more friends and they can't feel pain. So saddle up, bunker down, and try to survive the infestation!

This is a mini version of our Dead Men Walking event this month!]

R A G E

SCENARIO THREE: CAPTURE THE FLAG
[Hey, what's Hadriel without a few mind-numbingly stupid games to forget the fact that you're in a murdercave that routinely tries to scare the crap out of you while also maybe killing you every once in awhile? You're not quite sure who came up with this particular mind-numbingly stupid game, but you seem to be playing, so get your running shoes on and grab that inhaler!

This is a game of Capture the Flag, and thanks to Rage, you're really starting to feel that competitive spirit. You're going to win- you have to. So what if you incur a few fouls along the way?

There's a red team and a blue team for this prompt, with both teams trying to protect their corresponding flags. Try to strategize to take the other team's precious flag, chase someone from the opposing team down, or just go all out and full body tackle that poor guy who got a little too close to your territory- it's all on you!]

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"Actually I'd say it means your planet is probably too far away to be of any use, or has such little natural resources or anything to offer that it's not worth taking over. Consider yourself lucky."

Andros was beginning to wish he hadn't taken the helmet off. At least then he could make snarky expressions without her seeing his face.

"No, I just didn't want to have to answer your questions. Now, if you don't mind, I have to get out of here." And he pressed something on his glove, holding it chin level. All he got was static.

"Ugh, the range on these things are terrible." And Andros added that to his list of things to do. Figure out how to boost the range on the communicators. Which would be more difficult now that his sister's team had stolen the Astro Megaship.

"I'll be sure to tell that to the rest of Earth. Most of Japan will probably want to leave, then." As for lucky, she didn't believe in it anymore. Not after working in Public Security for so long. Nothing was lucky, it was all planning.

"What questions? I could not care any less whatever your delusions are, and, wrote frankly, you look normal enough so why bother?" She hated assumptions. Particularly when people made assumptions about her. She wasn't some ignorant backwoods American, after all, and yet somehow he'd convinced himself that she cared and that those were the questions she had.

She almost laughed in his face when he tried the comm--the static gave it away.

"Communication is down and there isn't a Net to support it. The only one functioning appears to be entirely limited to primitive function, similar to early versions of mobile phone technology. Linked entirely to these." She brandished the communicator she'd found--definitely not as advanced as a cybercomm.

"There's no way to boost a signal through rock. Unless you think you can dig your way out through the ceiling."

Andros gave her what could only be classified as a look of confusion and surprise. "You're on Earth? You must be from a different dimension than I am, Earth's been under attack for years. I thought Earth's had Planetary Rangers since the early 90's, if not before. That explains why you don't recognize me at least." The crowd in Angel Grove had gotten a real good look at Andros, carrying Karone's dead body off the Dark Fortress. And these days? All it took was one damn guy with a cell phone or a reporter. He just rolled his eyes at her when she tried to act superior with her limited technology.

"Where I'm from, communication networks aren't a problem. The rock might be an issue, but with the right tools I could probably make adjustments. But since I don't have any tools here, it looks like we're stuck." He just glared at her. Really? He wasn't digging through the ceiling and collapsing the entire place. Killing people wasn't on his agenda for the day. Finding hazardous waste, however, was. At the moment, he was classifying her as hazardous waste too and trying to figure out the best way to get her to go away or get her back where she came from.

Remembering polite people shake hands, Andros held out a gloved hand. "I'm Andros."

"Really, spaceman? Wireless signals degrade the farther they travel--that's not technology, that's physics. Physical barriers like cave walls can also reflect the signals back, which doesn't help anyone, either, so unless you can make a hole or have found some new and exciting way to flout every natural law, you're just as out of luck as the rest of us." It wasn't superiority, it was just realism. They're all stuck unless they can dig their way out. Pointless optimism never helped anything.

At least he had some manners. She reached out and clasped his hand briefly but god did she hate teenagers.

"Kusanagi. I'd say it's a pleasure, but the scenery could use some work."

Andros was at least a little polite and shook her hand. "Trust me, it could be worse. It could always be worse." And while he might be polite, he was still a little ticked.

"Right, because you know all about space." He shook his head, really trying not to sound completely condescending. "Why don't you leave that to people who actually know what they're talking about." Or maybe he was just ticked cause it was usually him who got to make the physics jokes.

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"In case you missed it, this isn't space. If I were you, I'd suggest getting far more concerned with terrestrial applications. Atmosphere is very different than vacuum." Did she mention she hated teenagers? Always thought they knew everything. It was taking all her will not to just roll her eyes at him. She might have been better just walking off.

"But let me guess: you're invincible and you know exactly how to fix it. Please do share with the rest of the class. The feedback on my cybercomms is a bitch."

Andros gave her an incredulous look and shook his head like he was talking to a monkey who was better off in a zoo than discussing astrophysics. "Space isn't a vacuum. I don't know what your talking about. But I suggest you leave this to me. I would hate for a civilian to get hurt."

He shook his head. "And no, no ones invincible. As for fixing the problem, it'd be a lot easier to work on it if I didn't have to babysit you. So let's just concentrate on figuring out how to get that portal back."

"You might want to make sure you know what that word actually means. It hasn't applied to me even in the broadest sense for longer than you've been alive." She gag been military for a very very long time.

Now of course age was just hanging around to bother the kid on purpose. He could use a taste of someone not being intimidated by his attempts at being in charge.

"Although I'm sure the chief would find it hilarious that you think I need babysitting."

Andros couldn't suppress a glare. "That's nice. Your military. You're still a civilian in matters like this. Unless you have experience dealing with supernatural, extraordinary threats, spatial anomalies, multiple dimensions and the like, then I outrank you."

She was worse than his team when they first met. At least they genuinely wanted to help him. And they had experience as Rangers. Planetary Rangers, sure. But it was a step up from this woman. Dammit, this was why he liked working alone.

She could have protested that the "supernatural" didn't exist--that phenomena like that always had a rational explanation, and that magic was just science that humanity didn't understand yet. He would have insisted that she didn't know what she was talking about. Instead she just shrugged.

"That depends on how you define 'supernatural.' If you simply mean 'beyond the scope of nature,' then yes. IF you're talking about ghosts then no. 'Extraordinary threats' is just another day.

"But military? No. We're the people the military calls when they can't clean up their mess.

"And you," she paused for a moment to take him in again, her expression carefully neutral "do not have the authority to order me around. I've had better than you try to strongarm me. You think having a rank makes you important? In charge? You aren't given respect, you earn it.

"You? You're just a brat trying to prove you fit into the big boy pants."

If this had been a year or two ago, Andros would have told her to stay out of his way and would have walked off. But, that was then. Now? Well, he had grown enough to realize this was a fight that neither one of them was going to win. He probably should have realized it sooner, but old habits die hard.

Instead, he powered down, crossing his arms over his chest and then releasing, the helmet he was carrying dissipating in a red light. The light seemed to focus at his head, arms, legs and abdomen, before quickly disappearing. Instead of his red ranger morphed suit, he wore his space uniform. Civilian clothes never felt right.

"Actually, that's my job too. Rangers are a little like special forces. We deal with threats that the police and the military can't. Why don't we call a true and I'll forget you what you just called me."

She wasn't entirely certain she wanted him to forget what she'd called him, but she was also smart enough to take the small victories where they came--even if they weren't really victories.

"Fine." She could live with that, even if she didn't like it. She was grown up enough to deal with it.

And yet, that still didn't solve any problems. They were still who knew how far down beneath solid rock with no way of reaching the outside. No way of letting her team know they even needed to come look for her.

Damn.

"Then the next step is figuring out where this is. And why we're here."

No, they weren't victories. Although she should probably be grateful he can't abandon her on any nearby moons. Andros took a look around, now that they weren't completely at each others throats. He spotted something. White, round, floating. He wasn't entirely sure what they were, but he hoped they weren't the locals.

"......Think they're friendly?" Andros asked, wishing he hadn't demorphed and still had an astro blaster.

"It could just be a mistake. Portals open all the time." Okay, he didn't even believe what he just said. "Or we're part of someone's plan. They either need help, or they want us out of the way. At least, that's the way it normally works back home. We could be playing by a whole new set of rules here."

Exactly. They absolutely weren't playing by any rules either of them knew and she almost broke the truce to roll her eyes, but managed, instead to distract herself by staring at the creature that had put in its own appearance. Nothing she'd ever seen before, and her hand hovered almost by itself over her weapon at her hip. It was never unintentional--not really, not when her entire body was prosthetic--but it was close enough.

"I'd assume anything and everything is hostile until proven otherwise."

Andros couldn't actually believe he said it as the words were coming out of his mouth.

"You don't make a lot of friends that way."

Still, he wasn't going to go pet it or something. Andros wished he had an extra astro blaster. He didn't want to have to morph if he didn't need to. That counted as escalating a battle, and it might spook the whatever it was.

Andros had learned a couple of times that just because something looks hostile, doesn't mean it actually is hostile.

"I don't need a lot of friends." That was the stark truth of it, really. She didn't have many friends, and she was very choosy about the ones she did have. She could be friendly, sure, but she never got too close.

"What is it?"

Andros didn't respond. He knew what she meant. They were a lot alike. Andros' friends were confined to his team, maybe other rangers when he saw them. But he preferred to spend his time alone.

"I have no idea...." Currently, since they were looking at it, it was hiding. Like it was shy or something. Weird.

It definitely did rank among the stranger things she'd seen, and with the range of prosthetics available, she'd seen quite a bit. But what exactly it was remained a mystery. And was it actually trying to hide from them in plain sight?

"I suppose it's not that important, really, but what is it doing?"

Andros shrugged and gave her a puzzled look. "....trying to hide unsuccessfully? Usually if monsters are going to attack, they just do it."

Walking around, he circled the creature, before turning his back to it and shrugging. "I think it's just scared." Or that would have been what he said, but it was cut off with an 'OW!' and the thing moved forward and bit him.

Her gun was in her hands immediately and she whirled around to look at the creature, watching it intently. She'd warned him to treat it as hostile.

"What happened?"

"It bit me!"Andros turned head to look at the creature, and then at his shoulder. His hand went to his hip, until he remembered he demorphed and didn't have an astro blaster. Dammit, now he'd have to morph again, unless he wanted to let her take care of it.

"It bit you?" She just kept right on glaring at it--it was still hiding its face, though, and she couldn't get a good look at it. What the hell was it doing?

"Maybe try not to stand so close."

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That's okay she already does

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