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Welcome to the Test Drive Meme for Pollere! Reserves will open on Saturday, August 24th at 12PM EST. As a reminder, this is a capped game at 20 players. You must be on Mod Coco’s timeline to play in this game. Below are some prompts to help you get a general feel for the game and its setting, but feel free to come up with whatever you’d like!

Please be sure to refer to the FAQ for setting guidelines and drop any questions you may have there, or contact one of the mods at pollere/PM!

Training
You’ve been given a brand new power, known in this world as a Semblance. You’ve been briefed on what a Semblance is: A physical manifestation of your abilities, mixed with one of your personality traits. Maybe you see the correlation, maybe you don’t. Either way, there are training dummies set up for you to practice on. Burn them down, cut them in half -- they’ll magically put themselves back together and restore themselves back to normal after you’ve given things a go. Of course, there’s always the option to ask one of your fellow Remnants to spar with you, too.

Grimm Hunting
It’s nighttime and the Grimm are awake and active, prowling around either individually or in packs. They’re prowling around the village and the only thing keeping them from pouncing on you and the others are the fireposts set up along the perimeter. Still, you can hear them growling in the distance. It’s unsettling. Maybe you’re content to spend the rest of the night like this...or maybe you want to do something about it.

The choice is yours, Remnant.

Should you choose to hunt some Grimm, whether it be for Grimm bones or so you can sleep a little easier tonight, you'll find that they're relentless in their attacks, swiping and clawing and biting at you with everything they've got. Whether there's one of them or several, it might be unwise to fight them alone.

R&R
There’s a campfire set up for The Remnants, and you’re all settled in for the night, even with Grimm lurking in the background. The fire, at least, wards them away, keeping them at a distance despite their prowling around. Maybe now is a good time to get to know your fellow teammates. How about a campfire story? Or Truth or Dare? Not sure how well your fellow Remnants will take the latter, but hey, it might be worth a go!

Exploration
You venture outside of the small town you’re in after you spot a small cave in the distance. It’s easy to miss, what with the vines hanging over the entrance and evergreen moss growing on the walls. Rumor has it that there’s some sort of treasure inside, and whether it’s greed or curiosity or both, you’re drawn to it. You want to see what has yet to be discovered. It’s a good thing you have a buddy with you to explore, because who knows what lurks inside? Dust? Gold? Or...another Grimm?

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Adela | Original Character

[enchantressofore]

B. Grimm Hunting

It was strange, waking in a new world so soon after her old one came crashing around her. Strange that the start of one journey became the start of another entirely, but she had to complete this one if she wanted to return to the other, along with the worlds of everyone else.

Adela sighed to herself as she geared up, frowning out to the village's borders. Better to start early, and she was ready to do it alone if she had to. Or, so she thought.

Several steel marbles were kept in a pouch at her waist as she drew her longsword, taking one last look at the village before stepping towards the village's perimeter. It wasn't a thought that she'd have someone watching her back. Even after being placed on a team, she was still used to pulling her own weight, to doing things alone. Whether she was followed or not, she didn't care.

It didn't take long for the girl to run into trouble. Beowolves, a group of four. They howled, snarled, their eyes glowing red as Adela danced around them, her footwork light with the practice of a master. In fact, it would seem like she had it handled... Except, she wasn't attacking. In fact, she was keeping her distance, her hand shook, and she hesitated before taking a grip on her sword.

At last, she lashed out and the first one was fatally struck. It went down, dissolving into nothingness and only leaving bones, before one of the others clawed at her. She cried out, a deep gash in her shoulder, and she shook more. It had to be wolves, didn't it? Panting, she continued to try and dodge, waiting for the right chance, but hesitance was a lot more prominent now that she was hurt. And, for whatever reason, she wasn't relying on her semblance, let alone activating her aura. Perhaps she had expected it to be too much like home, not learning enough of what that world had to offer.

Regardless, with three beowolves left and possibly more coming with her fear and anxiety growing, chances were the short red-head would need help, and soon.

C. R&R

It had been a near-miss, and with her shoulder then bandaged up and a change of clothes on, Adela was keeping to herself. She didn't want to talk about what had happened, she didn't want to take time to rest, she just had to do better. Using this "aura" apparently would be one way of making things easier, but her semblance... Her magic. She was still hesitant. She wasn't sure she should. It had been always such a terrible thing to have, and yet it was supposed to be all right there?

She looked around to the people she was supposed to be teamed with, unsure. She supposed she could have asked them about aura, how to use it, what she was supposed to be looking for, but at the same time she didn't want to. She never had anything handed to her, always had to fight for it, so why would this be any different? Eventually she closed her eyes, trying to make herself comfortable sitting (and grimacing when pain shot through her shoulder from moving it incorrectly) before trying to breathe, to focus on... Whatever she was supposed to be focusing on, trying to find her aura.

Between the warmth of the fire and her being so tired, however, it didn't take long for her to start wobbling on the spot, trying to stave off sleep to the best of her ability. Distantly she could hear them speaking to one another, but she wasn't really listening for any of them. It wasn't exactly something she was used to, after all.

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[anaconman]

It's as one of the Beowolves finally decides to make a lunge towards her that the help Adela has so desperately needed finally arrives. Although... perhaps not as she would have thought.

At the same time the Beowolf makes a move forward, something inky black shoots forward past her shoulder. In the blink of an eye, a large snake has snapped around the creature's torso and one of its limbs. Even in the darkness of the forest, its brilliant red eyes almost seem to glow as it rears back its head and sinks its fangs deep into the shoulder of the Grimm opponent it is locked around. Despite the similarities... it's clearly not one of the Grimm itself.

The Beowolf stumbles back, unsteady and surprised, before trying to claw at the serpent. Its companions seem just as surprised, attention momentarily diverted towards the situation.

Perhaps that's why there's a swift whistle from behind her, and, if she turns around, she'll see a hand gesturing for her from behind a tree to quickly retreat.

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[yes_im_kawaii]

[Whoever this is (it's not like she's a stranger, but being unable to remember your own name does that to you) crawls over to Adela and stares intently.]

Are you sick or something?