Test Drive Meme 006

[voidtreckermods]

Welcome to our Test Drive Meme! Here is the place to see how your character might fit the setting, grab some samples and start having fun!

1. Post with your character. I’ve written out some prompts but feel free to make up your own, you have a whole train to play with!

2. Assume they have been around long enough for threads to jump right into the action!

3. Have much fun!

Happy testing!

Void Trecking

The thing about being on a train hurtling through void space is there’s not much to see. Outside the window lies an endless void of kaleidoscope colours shifting and swirling. It’s probably best not to stare at it too long. Do so and you might start to imagine order in it. Shapes, places, even figures. But your eyes shift... Back to chaos. Probably best you do something else other than stare out the window. Or convince your fellow passengers that void watching leads to headaches!

Relaxing

The newest carriage to be added to the Voidtrecker Express is a rock garden. In a glass domed carriage, flickering with the light of the void the rock garden is a peaceful and medative space, full of mosaics, a pond, fountains and small stony bridges.

It's also the closest to an outside space you have and so is likely to be used for less than peacful activities. Splash in the rivers, race around the paths. Or try and relax on a bench and read amongst the chaos.

Goblin Town

Goblins riding wolves, everyone's favourite foe. The wolves fly, obviously and the goblins fight with short spears, almost like knights on horseback if the knights were terrifying and demonic looking. They are causing trouble by harassing a small village.

Team One

Fight the goblins. A handful of weapons have been provided but mostly you need to try and outsmart the goblins. They can come from any direction, including up. Try and keep the village safe from their attacks.

Team Two

Protect the villagers, help them barricade their houses. Deal with any goblins that get through team one's defences. Some of the villagers want to help and that's alright, some of the villagers want to help and are still in single digits, that's probably less alright. Keep everyone safe!

Team Three

The thing with sieges is, some things still need to happen. People still need to eat. Babies need fed and looked after. Animals need tended. Try and help with the logistics of everything in the heart of the village, as far away from the fighting as possible.

Pick a team, go wild!

Comments

Wildcard

[ex_capcicled257]

The one saving grace of being on this wagon train through space is the presence of James Barnes. Alive and, okay, mostly well. For a loose definition of well. But the point is that he's there. Alive and breathing and not dead at the bottom of some ravine. Or blown to bits in the wreckage of a helicarrier. Admittedly it's not the best circumstances for a reunion, but Steve will take it.

Which is why he just quietly sets down two plates of food, two glasses of water, and slides into a seat across from Bucky in the dining car one afternoon. Like it's just an ordinary day in their old neighborhood. "Eat up, pal."

[luckybucky]

It was a very, very good thing that Steve came with a peace offering, because Bucky was still recovering bits and pieces of memory and he was pretty sure that Steve was oft a nuisance. The food, though, looked and smelled like something straight from heaven, so he pulled one of the plates closer, taking a moment to inspect it. "I'm not your pal," he said eventually, picking up a fork and almost delicately spearing a vegetable, something he couldn't quite recall the name of, and popped it into his mouth. "What is this?" he asked, holding up a second one, speared on the tip of his fork. "It's awful." He loved it.

[ex_capcicled257]

Absolutely a nuisance, but at least he's a well-meaning one. That's got to count for something. Steve doesn't know exactly what Bucky remembers - if it's anything at all - and is, therefore, attempting to be prudent this time around. His expression shutters for a moment, something that Bucky probably misses, before he nods in agreement.

"Not yet, maybe. But you will be." The alternative doesn't even bear thinking about. And, yes, he's going to exude confidence until he doesn't have a choice. "That's a broccoli. Healthy for you. Goes great with cheese."

[luckybucky]

The answer, the simple insistance that he will is enough to irritate him, but the broccoli is still there, so he stays and has another bite. He takes his time, choosing his words before he says them. He doesn’t know who Steve is, not the way he knows he’s supposed to, but he knows that even as annoyed as he is, he doesn’t want to hurt him. “You’re awfully sure I don’t hate you. You do remember I tried to kill you, right? Several times.” Just, you know, in case Steve had memory problems, too.