voidtreckerooc | Test Drive Meme 007

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!

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!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

The garden car had quickly become one of Luke's favorite places; a place to get away from the busier areas of the train and relax, even meditate by the water. He felt drawn to it the same way he felt drawn to all places that green, like he was looking for a half remembered dream, showcasing a place with rolling green grasses and crystal clear blue lakes.

Today was different; today it felt almost like the Force was poking him toward it, silently whispering and encouraging that this was where he needed to be with all the insistence of a child in a candy shop. He shook his head as he made his way through, trying to understand just what was so important, but the Force, as always, just could not make things obvious. He was struggling against his frustration with it, half tempted to just shout at the open air for the Force to just spit out what it wanted already...

...when he saw her.

Luke stopped dead, all his frustration draining out of him, along with most of the color from his face. He had seen her so many times, in old holos that he managed to scrape up that weren't heavily redacted or deemed unsafe for the public. He thought of his favorite, a treasured copy of her speech against the budget bill that would supply more clones for the war effort; it was the one that moved him the most, that kept him going in the middle of the Empire, despite how all the odds seemed to continuously stack against him.

She turned toward him and spoke, and Luke felt his words clog up in his throat. The holo made her timeless, but seeing her there, in the flesh, shook him so hard that he could feel his heart aching. There was so much he wanted to say, the emotions clear as day on his face, but he couldn't get anything out.

Padmé was no stranger to, well, strangers. Her path had often led her in to a variety of scenarios, including a young queen standing before the senate, demanding action for Naboo. She had made a ripple that day, one that had echoed, and when she had stepped in to the role of a senator for her planet, people had remembered that.

Yet the manner in which he had drawn up to stare at her was seemingly different. It had been a casual statement, not one that should have caused a great stir by any means. She allowed a polite moment, although her eyebrows started to furrow down. He almost... reminded her of someone, not that Padmé could put her finger on it right at that moment.

It was almost recognition, if Padmé were to give it a name, although she couldn't say that he was someone that she recalled meeting. Maybe she just reminded him of someone? It was hard to tell as she leaned forward a little, eyes expressive, inquisitive, searching. "Sorry. Am I disturbing you?"

Luke wanted to reach out, to touch her, but he was afraid she would just ripple like a hologram. It was the kind of cruel trap the Emperor would lay out for him, given the opportunity, and while he wasn't suspicious by nature, he still didn't know -- or perhaps remember -- enough of the train to know it wouldn't do the same. Thankfully, her concerned words were able to drag him out of his stunned stupor, and he shook his head, swallowing hard as he stood a little straighter.

"No, not at all," he replied. "Forgive me, ma'am, you just... reminded me of someone."

He needed to tell her; it was the least he could do. Hell, he wanted to jump to the roof of the train and shout that his mother was here and alive, but that all seemed so impossible at the moment.

It was something that she couldn't read, some emotion there that wasn't clicking in to place. She would keep it, store it, ponder it over later to see if she could bring any more pieces of the puzzle in to view. For the time being, Padmé simply shuffled, patting the spot next to her, as he looked like he should sit. "Here. Have a seat."

She didn't mind sharing the space. There were many aspects to Padmé, personas that she had built up for various purposes. The queen had been the more formal, sticking to the traditions of Naboo. It hadn't worked too well for her when she had first entered in to the Senate, and she had needed to soften those harder edges to let people in to see who she was and what she stood for. But, she had always been for helping or aiding, even if it meant just offering a place to sit. "I'm Padmé Amidala. I just arrived not too long ago."

Test Drive Meme 007

Garden | Excuse me while I slide in here and flail

hello son who is not even a twinkle in my eye...

hello mom. Sorry, having a crisis.

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