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Test Drive Meme 002
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.
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He points over her head to a pile she might not be able to see from her height. "I spotted a bunch of rebar I'm gon--"
He stops talking and grimaces as he spots another wave incoming. "Hang on. Cover your ears for a second."
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The warning, however, startles her and she hunkers down, bunching her scarf up around her ears and clamping her hands over them. This guy's already a step up from a lot of the other Agents, giving her warning for loud noises? Fuckin' aces.
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“That buys us a little time. Keep working on that and I’m getting the rebar.”
He’s a far cry from the guy who avoided every possible conflict he could, and it’s a better life, even in their weird circumstances.
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"Yeah, sure," she answers - she's not like. Super enthused, but she's not grousing about it, either. Anything big enough is getting torn open, and what wires she can find are getting yanked out, and kept mostly untangled - mostly since she figures if anything is, it'll be on her to fix, and, well. Patience has never been her strong point.
The relative silence is a bit of a bother, though, and eventually she can't help but break it. "Thanks. For, the, uh. The warning."
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"What's that?" He glances back and shakes his head. "Who basically sets off a sonic cannon near someone and doesn't give a warning if they can?"
He wrenches a length of rebar free of the pile and jams it into the ground at his side like a fence post. "I try not to be a jerk. Are you okay?"
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"On that note, I may in fact be taking this Incredibly, Totally Unfortunate Wrenching Away From Home a little bit better than most." Just a little.
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Returning, he starts jamming the rebar into the ground to form a perimeter around their worksite. "What I'm reading from what you're saying is that what you left behind is worse than this."