voidtreckerooc | Test Drive Meme 002

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!

Luggage Handling

The last carriage of the train is full of luggage. It’s all empty but there sure is a lot of it. Suitcases, old fashioned travelling trunks, rucksacks. And they are scattered everywhere, a safety concern to be sure.

Or perhaps the most fun place on the train, if you are thinking about it right. These cases could be anything, a fort, a bunker. How many can you stack up until they are too high to reach or they tumble down on top of you?

Let out your inner child and relieve some of the boredom of being stuck on a train by creating the luggage castle of your dreams, or step in before disaster strikes and attempt to bring some organisation to this chaos.

Scavenger Hunt

You’ve found yourself on a world that seems to be one huge scrap yard. At least all the parts you can see are and you aren’t the only ones there. A small fighter craft has crash landed here and the pilot needs help fixing their craft to get out of here!

Team One The parts needed must be around here somewhere! This place has all sorts and so it’s just a matter of trying to sort through all the junk to find what you are looking for.

Team Two Some parts from the actual ship are salvageable but it’s going to take a team to get this thing sky worthy again. Fix what can be fixed and get the craft ready for the spare parts that will hopefully be found.

Team Three This planet is not without its nuisances. Most prominent are some strange cyborg rats that have a taste for wiring. Fend them off before they get into the craft and render all the hard work undone.

A picnic with a view

Heroes deserve rewards every now and again and after a few days of protecting a settlement from strange shape shifting alien blobs there is a moment to relax before boarding the train once more.

What a place to relax in. High up on a cliff overlooking a vast plain of crystal stalagmites. The light of two suns reflects of them creating a dazzling prism mirror effect of colour, it’s almost like hovering above a sea of rainbows.

A picnic has been provided by some grateful villagers, the food is strange but delicious and a perfect way to unwind after a stressful few days.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

"Until someone chose to wage war against them." he can think of nothing good coming from those jewels. Hope exists beyond them; Hope doesn't need a vessel to remain on Arda.

Or in their hearts.

"Elros is rash. If both of us had gone to him, his city would have been ruined." his features soften and he sighs, "But you going by yourself would be safe. You should have gone to him."

"And we would have fought for Elrond and Elros." But there's a hint of doubt in his voice that even he hears.

"...I did, eventually." He just hadn't stuck around. He'd used the commotion of the king's funeral to slip away so Elrond couldn't drag him along and cause trouble.

"Kano. That isn't satisfactory." Maedhros takes hold of his brother's chin so that their gazes meet, "I want you to live with Elrond. There is a place for you there, I am certain of it. Help him with his people and his children. I'm sure he has his hands full."

He doesn't fight the hand turning his head, but there's an edge to his gaze as he looks back at his brother. "You're a bit late.

"Elrond has just sailed to Valinor, Nelyo. I didn't go with him. His children have stayed behind, though his daughter recently wed and will eventually die as Elros did."

This is...too much. His eyes darken with grief, though that is hard to see with the injured iris. Maedhros's eyes used to be bright blue, but now one is almost silver, the color faded.

"You said...children. Are there sons?"

Maglor knows his brothers far too well to miss this look. And he's not angry enough not to answer.

"Twin sons, much like their father and uncle." See? He's gotten close enough to know something about their not!grandbabies.