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

[memories_of_me]

"Do you know the only good thing about being called?" she asked, voice chilly enough to live up to the moniker. "It happens when someone is far away.:"

[creepyoldguy]

Me would find herself wearing an Elsa themed tiara, playing Let it Go in tinny tones when it was touched, only to get louder when damaged, and a beautiful crescendo when destroyed, before falling silent.

"Queenie, you are way too easily moved."

[memories_of_me]

"Actually, it was you I was planning to move... somewhere far from me." If she noticed the tiara, she gave no sign.

[creepyoldguy]

“Good luck.”

[memories_of_me]

She smirked. "Oh luck is rarely needed in cases such as yours."

[creepyoldguy]

“Sorry, sweetheart, you’re not my type.”

[memories_of_me]

"You cannot be stupid enough to think that in anyway I am upset about that?"

[creepyoldguy]

Have a flirtatious eyebrow waggle.

Okay, so, he lied. His standards are pretty abysmal. Still, it’s an odd mix of trolling and flirting. If annoys her? Great! If she’s into dead guys? Great!

Beetlejuice is also the son of a much nastier demon, so, he’s teleported himself to a new spot to gauge her reaction. He’s not actively stupid.

[memories_of_me]

She rolled her eyes at him and went back to the goblins, bringing up her bow again. And then with a hint of a smirk she focused on the arrow tip and shot an arrow of Unmaking at one of the goblins. Sorry, Link, but she does enjoy those.

[creepyoldguy]

The demon watched, pulling a different goblin closer to him, putting a fraternal arm around its shoulders. "Hey. See her? Watch out for her. She's nuts. Popcorn?"

[memories_of_me]

The smallest hint of a smirk, there and gone before she pivoted, arrow set and loosed without warning at the gobbo he held, the Unmaking arrow missing the demon by less than a half inch.

[creepyoldguy]

“Harsh, Babe.” He popped a handful of popcorn into his mouth, putting the hand that was around the goblin to good use.

“But, thanks for proving my point.”

Probably not apping her.

[memories_of_me]

"Which point exactly?" she asked as she used a drop of Bending to transform his popcorn into something that looked the same as it did now, but tasted like macadamia nuts. She knew well which point, thank you.

I think these two would cause the train to cease to exist by trying to kill each other.

[creepyoldguy]

The great thing about being dead....well, there were quite a few perks, really, if you were to ask Beetlejuice, but, high among them, was the ability to eat pretty much anything.

Munch. "Thanks, Sweetie, but, I prefer my popcorn with butter." He easily changed his snack back to normal. "Or with absinthe. But, that's a drink not a topping."

The demon paused. "You---are just as messed up as I am. Congratulations."

He's not worth the effort (wink)

[memories_of_me]

"Oh, then how about this?" she asked. "Nice nutty flavor." She dusted his popcorn with arsenic. She could heal him, she was sure. Probably.

"I assure you, being anything at all like you is not one of my ambitions."

rofl

[creepyoldguy]

"You exceeded your own ambitions. Congratulations, toots!"

He munched the poisoned popcorn. "Already dead, dollface."

Re: rofl

[memories_of_me]

"Trust me, there are worst things that you could be than dead. I was dead for a time. And then someone chose to curse me with life."

[creepyoldguy]

"Who said there's anything wrong with being dead?"

He offered her some popcorn.

"You probably charmed them into it. I mean, with a personality like yours, it's no wonder."

[memories_of_me]

"The Doctor," she said, flatly. "He's like a child and hates to lose. He could not handle that he lost, that the girl died. So he forced life back into the shell." And to her way of thinking, he still lost Ashild was dead. Me was all that remained. She eyed the popcorn, consideingly, then decided that taking some might be seen as accepting his overtures of friendship. And nope.

[creepyoldguy]

"And you're sulking because you don't want to be alive. Jeeze, sweetheart, find a hobby or something."

Beetlejuice vanished the popcorn and shook his head. "Or, alternatively, tell the guy you'd rather be dead."

[memories_of_me]

"I am hardly sulking, I assure you. And he's heard the words, he just simply does not care to listen. And even if he did? What was done cannot be undone. I am alive. I have been alive longer than most star systems."

[creepyoldguy]

"Yeah, you are. Woe is me, I live." Beetlejuice flung a dramatic arm over his forehead and snorted.

"Sure it could. Go to your world's version of the Netherworld. There's all kinds of ways to cease existing there if you're so hung up on it."

[memories_of_me]

"If there were any such place that could be found, I'd have explored it ages past. For all I know, I have. But my world is long dead now."

[creepyoldguy]

Beetlejuice barely refrained from rolling his eyes. And then he gave into the temptation.

"You'd know if you had, because you can't leave."

[memories_of_me]

"Well, perhaps you can't," three more arrows, three more goblins who had thought her too distracted to stop them.