test drive
Firstly, thank you for your interest! Secondly, since the game hasn't begun and therefore characters haven't actually gone to a world yet, this test drive is going to be a little different. It's intended to be presented as a mini-mission of sorts, on a much smaller scale and timeframe than a real mission in-game but with a somewhat similar feel. Because of this, if you join the game, you're allowed to count this as game canon, so make sure you make choices you want to follow your character into the game!
You know how this works, so go forth and have fun, and don't forget to reserve!
BASICSAnwick might have been a beautiful town once. It's hard to tell now, since most of the buildings are scorched and crumbling, but they do resemble some rural modern-day buildings. Likewise, the people don't appear to be living too much in the past; several are carrying intimidating guns. For years, Anwick has been terrorized by dragons, living in fear of the next attack. Not anymore.
The people have just ended a bloody battle. Several people limp towards the outskirts of town, holding their bleeding wounds or new burns. In the center of town lies a slain dragon, the last full-grown one left in the world. To be honest, it looks like they've already taken care of their own problem.
A monotonous voice comes through your communication device to explain. You aren't here to help the townspeople; you're here for the dragons. The one motionless on the ground may have been the last adult, but it certainly wasn't the last dragon. Her children are located in a nearby cave, alone and orphaned. They're the ones you need to protect.
WYRMLINGSThe wyrmlings are still growing up, only the size of a small dog. Each has a slightly different appearance, but all of them have at least a few bright copper scales. They're beautiful, and they look a little bit harmless... at least, until they notice you. These dragons have never been exposed to humans before. Or anyone outside of their family, for that matter. They're small and scared, and they don't know any other way to protect themselves than to attack. Luckily, because of their tiny size, they can't do much more than small burns at a time — but make no mistake, it still hurts like hell.
The cave they're located in is pitch-black and labyrinthine. Every footstep echoes throughout it if you aren't light enough on your feet. It'll be difficult to navigate if you don't MacGyver yourself a torch or other form of lighting. Cell phones will work decently, at least until their battery dies, but you don't want to get stuck deep within the cave with no light.
If you do manage to get through the cave and rescue some without getting burned to a crisp, the trouble's not over yet. You'll have to find a safe place to stash them until they can be relocated; the townspeople aren't done with their dragon-slaying yet, after all. Walk into town with one in tow, and you're putting a target on your back. (Of course, this doesn't mean you can't do it.)
PROMPTSONE ✗ GOING ROGUE
Not feeling too obedient? Maybe you're ignoring the orders and helping the wounded people in town instead... or just coming to gawk. Maybe you're coming to slay the wyrmlings yourself. Whatever it is, at least try to be sneaky about it.
TWO ✗ THE DRAGON'S CAVE
Try to navigate the cave, fail to navigate the cave and get lost, or try to take the wyrmlings without getting barbecued. Somehow, you get the feeling that you aren't alone. Those footsteps are probably just your imagination... or they could be townspeople coming to kill you and the dragons. Of course, they could also be an ally, but you'd better hope you don't find out.
THREE ✗ HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON
You've gotten the dragon(s) to a secure campsite out of town, but the fun's not over yet. They're kind of freaking out a little. Some of them are still spitting fire. Even the less aggressive ones are crying shrilly, bound to attract townspeople or at least annoy everyone nearby. It can't be too hard to calm them down; they're basically scaly, fire-breathing babies, right?
FOUR ✗ NIGHT TIME
It's been a long day, and now it's time for the crew to sleep. Get to know your tentmates, try to ignore them, pray that they don't want to bring along a wyrmling to cuddle... or maybe you've been put on night watch with a few others, in which case you'd better find a way to pass the time until your shift's over.
FIVE ✗ CHIT CHAT
Network option! Maybe you've got a little downtime and you're bored. Or maybe you're frantically asking the rest of the team how bad a dragon bite is. Maybe you're just trying to figure out how the hell this magical jewelry thing works. No matter what, you get one username to identify you and one only — if you don't enter one, it will default to your real name (for example, Voldemort's would be tomriddle.) Choose wisely... or make it assfarts69, if that's your thing. More information on the network is here!
SIX ✗ WILDCARD
Do whatever the hell you want. Explore the ashes of the burned city, try to run as far away from this crap as possible, or try to teach a wyrmling tricks. The world is your oyster. |
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thirstology2015-09-14 06:51 pm
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Perhaps he's about to work on the latter right now. That might help, at least.]
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I can go with you.
[ She's not really a buddy type herself, but they're already together. They'd just end up awkwardly walking in the same direction anyway. Malia draws a bit closer, finding herself at a normal distance rather than just creepily peering from the shadows. ]
We won't get lost if we go too deep. I'm good at finding my way around.
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If you know where to go, there should be less of a chance of that, yeah? [Hope springs eternal and all that. Harry doesn't actually think he's bad luck or anything like that, but he does know that he'll be less likely to do the rash thing if he's worrying about someone else.
Even if that someone else is Malia Tate. (Oh, how he'll learn.)]
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[ She shoots down his optimism immediately, not because she wants to be an ass, but because she views herself as a truth-teller; Malia's not going to lie to him. She's had enough liars in her life. From now on, she only wants honesty. ]
They're probably gonna try to burn us alive.
[ With a nonchalant shrug, Malia breezes past him, sauntering in the direction of very faint screeching sounds. She'd much rather be walking away from that sound, as it's already getting on he nerves, but if there are dragons, she wants to see them in the flesh. She gestures for Harry to follow. ]
Come on.
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She was too small to succeed.
Come to think of it, maybe he's looking at it the wrong way. As such, he doesn't try to correct her, and instead picks up the pace again at a jog to keep up.]
You should worry less about the flames. They'll hurt, but you can deal with them the same as any burn. It's the bite that should concern you. [At least, without any means of dealing with it. Harry wonders if the townspeople do know.]
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[ She doesn't say this sarcastically; she'll admit that she knows next to nothing about real dragons, considering that she's never met one before. Malia has learned that, even though she is one herself, there's a lot she doesn't know about supernatural creatures. There's a lot she doesn't know about a great many things.
Turning to look at him, she says, ] I'm pretty tough. Calluses and stuff. The bite probably won't hurt that much.
[ It's said for her benefit just as much as his. She's in a new situation, doing this all on her own, and as much as she denies it, it's a little scary. She's only still learning; without a teacher, she's lost. ]
I can protect you if you're scared?
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Don't worry about protecting me. [That's important to get out of the way.] And I'll have to let you know if I'm due to become a dragonpire myself. It'd be a good six years lying in wait, but you never know. [The implication is that he has been bitten.]
That'd be the slowest acting toxin I've seen. [Because that is what happens when a dragon bites.
Or some dragons.
Look, he's not a dragon expert.]
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[ This, it seems, interests Malia, as she stops and turns to look at him with a raised eyebrow and amused glint in her eye. To some, it might sound insane, or at the very least, frightening, but not to her. Not to impulsive, risk-taking, curious Malia. ]
That's awesome.
[ The serious look on her face indicates that she's a hundred percent genuine in saying this; being bit by a dragon sounds like an experience. Malia has been sorely lacking in experiences for the last 9 years. ]
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It wasn't awesome at all. [There's a beat, and then he adds, as if to make himself sound far more daring:] But I have managed to fly away from very dangerous large dragons on more than one occasion. Too bad we're lacking a broom. Er, and some open space. That's definitely more ... awesome.
[Harry doesn't want his dragon bite to be awesome. Hopefully, she'll find that to be more impressive. He's not really out to impress anyone, but he doesn't want word to get out about the attack of the baby dragons in his life. He wants to help, and if he looks like he withers at the feet of baby dragons, there might be a problem there.]