Test Drive Meme 002

[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!

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.

Comments

[hulkbusted]

The vast majority of people Bruce has met either as Hulk or post-Hulk have been just varying degrees of tiny. One of them is a talking raccoon. Bring on the tiny bow wielding jumping bean.

“One way to find out. Might want to cover your ears.” It’s an oldie but a goody, and the only reason it isn’t his primary anti-rat tactic is that he needs his hands free to actually do some heavy lifting.

[sweetnessandfight]

Oh dear. Ears. That might be easier said than done, since she hasn't got those. Instead, one pair of those horns are actually cranial projections. But Sarai's a quick thinker.

"I shall be back!" she says, giving him a bright grin, aiming her bow a few feet from his, and firing--what turns out to be a shot that does no damage, but repels her back over the hill of debris. She'll probably wrap a pair of handkerchiefs over her cranial projections to protect them over there, but this way the big fellow can do his thing without worrying about hurting her. Hopefully by now she's well out of range.

While she's there, she'll just take a couple more pot shots at the rats and chase the ones there off. If anything looks interesting, she'll pocket it, as well. Once he's through, she'll come bounding back over the hill as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened.

[hulkbusted]

Huh. He hadn't expected her to just blow herself back over a pile, but he gives her a ten count to get settled before he sets himself directly in the path of an oncoming swarm and brings his hands together in a thunderous clap.

The rats are tossed backward like chaff in a strong wind, most tumbling and lying inert when they fetch up against junk hills, while those that do get up again wander in disoriented, looping paths.

"Rats. Couldn't be something my size, nooooo, gotta be cyborg rats."

[sweetnessandfight]

That was quite the clap indeed--but Sarai takes it as an indicator to come leaping back over the junk piles. She hears his grumbled comment, and just can't help but let out a peal of amused laughter.

"I understand, my friend--it's about how I feel when I'm by myself, facing off against an adamantoise. They're like your tortoises, if Tony is to be believed, but about...fifteen feet tall and about as wide, too." She bobs her head in a slight nod. "It's doable, but it is a serious pain in the tail." That said, she quirks hers, briefly.

"You think those ones will recover any time soon?" If so, it'd be nice to have a ballad and some shots ready...