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voidtreckerooc2019-11-12 06:51 am
voidtreckermods) wrote in voidtreckerooc2019-11-12 06:51 am
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Test Drive Meme 006
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!
void
He'd found the rock garden already, but enough people seemed to hang out in there that it didn't seem like a good place to hide out in corvid form, either. Too many to wonder what a bird was doing on the train.
"You look glum, little dove. Anything I can do to turn your frown upside down?" His tone might seem flirty, but here he was taking the jester's route. One wereraven prepared to caper for your amusement!
Re: void
She hasn't fully explored the train, trying ber best to keep away from all the humans on board.
A voice snaps her out of her thoughts and her wings poofed out in surprise as she quickly spins around to see the wereraven approach. She was about to exclaim something but... There was something about him. She wasnt quite sure of it.
The flirtiness of his tone goes over her head and she sighs a little, her wings still not relaxing. "I would not wish to be a burden about my lord but I do thank him for his kind thoughts."
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He paused, then, a thoughtful expression crossing his face. "That doesn't mean I'm a ruffian, though. And no, you wouldn't be a burden. I get the idea we're all kind of stuck in this together, you know? Whether we want to be stuck here, or not."
He shrugged, then. "You just seem really ill at ease, and I'm not sure if it's the bunch of strangers, or something else. Just was wondering if there was anything I can do about that. Even if it's just idle and distracting chatter." Because if there was one thing a Corax was good at, it was chattering. And Bran was a typical member of his kind, in that.
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She couldn't quite figure out how she was at ease with him. She goes to let out a small sigh and despite the headache she gets from lookojg outside, glances out the window again.
"I was just remembering my home and also how I cant really stretch my wings in this strange beast. My wings feel so useless here."
I take forever I'm so sorry
He shook his head as she looked out the window. "You're probably asking for trouble, doing that. I've been more than a few places so far in life, and this is the weirdest place I've ever been."
Including the Dark Umbra, though he's not about to say that out loud.
He frowned a bit at her next words, too. Bran's got it easy, he thinks, since when he usually gets his wings, he's a lot smaller--if a raven with a four-foot wingspan can be considered 'a lot smaller'.
"Well, there's always the rock garden, you can at least stretch them here, 'least til we get a mission and can get out on to a real world. Until then, you know?" He paused a moment. "Unless someone tried to take it over again. Or it's suffering through the spider-teens' prank war again..."
Bran hoped not.