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Test Drive Meme 007
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!
Board Games
The game carriage is full of games. Every board game imaginable from silly party games to serious strategy games that last for hours. There are a disproportionate amount of games about trains.
Grab some friends, grab a game and some beanbags and get playing! Dive into a world of deck building or play a silly card game. A great way to alleviate boredom.
Happy Holidays
You have arrived in a place which might remind you of Victoria London if Victoria London had floating palaces and was ruled by wizards.
Their rule is strict and any kind of Winter celebration is banned. You have been called by a group of rebels to help with an underground celebration.
Team One
Distraction. Be out in the city, keep watch. If the guards get anywhere near the secret entrances distract them. Perhaps by being a lost tourist. Perhaps by causing mayhem. Make sure the organisers and party goers can arrive without a hitch.
Team Two
A party is not complete without food. The party is being held underground and there isn't much in the way of kitchens and do help bake in people's houses and smuggle the food across the city. Careful of guards.
Team Three
The venue needs decorating and the presents need wrapped. It might be an underground bunker but everyone is determined to make it the best festival ever, despite the risks. Help make it happen!
Party
Of course after all that hard work there is time to celebrate before you must board the train once more.
Eat drink and be merry!
Hi, dad! <3 Also, doing wild card, because Skywalkers do what they want.
He knew he was going to have to tell the others on the train eventually, the ones that were desperate to keep him and his father apart. He appreciated the sentiment, the determination to protect the "big damn hero" they thought he was supposed to be, but... it really wasn't necessary. He just wasn't sure how to tell them it wasn't necessary, especially when part of him realized that this... wasn't his father.
Yes, it was Darth Vader, formerly Anakin Skywalker, second in command of the Empire and right hand to the Emperor, but... it wasn't the same man he knew. He was more aggressive, a raging storm of the Dark Side that wanted to rip and tear everything apart until there was nothing left but his own suffering. It made his heart ache to feel it, and left him wondering just what had gone so wrong that his father was like this.
So he worked out a system, until everything could be sorted: one mental tap, to ask if his father was free, two mental taps back for yes and that the coast was clear. It would work for now, until he could figure out how to tell the others... and until he could sort out his own feelings.
He hovered just around the edge of where his father was lurking, peering around a corner to get a glimpse of his hulking form. Quickly, he ducked back against the wall, in case there was someone else there, before sending out his little mental tap.
[harrison ford voice] baby
It was not as though either of them were going anywhere. He could have patience.
This time, there was no such interloper, and Vader stood alone, surrounded by the floating pieces of one of the virtual consoles, now disassembled. His return 'taps' echoed between them, his split attention obvious.
no subject
He slipped out of his hiding spot, coming up behind his father and folding his hands behind his back, settling comfortably into a parade rest out of habit. It was a moment before a soft smile came to his face, eyes alight as he watched the pieces floating around the large man.
"I never get tired of seeing you do things like this, father," he replied, warmth and fondness in his voice.