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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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It was a little embarrasing really. He did know martial arts and he could handle some fights but those things were freaky looking. "I didn't have my sword!" He snaps, not at all what she'd asked. He notices that after the words are already out of his mouth. "I mean, I'm okay. Are you? That was some serious moves. You and Ran-neechan need to meet. She's Ku- er- Conan-kun's girlfriend- I mean, friend." Wow, he really had gotten flustered from those rats, hadn't he?
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"Good, I'm glad you're okay!" That was the answer to the most important question on her list, after all. Though his words had her giving Hattori a funny look.
"Isn't Conan like seven? Or is he just that much of a mack daddy?"
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Hattori looks up at her and inwardly freaks! No! She wasn't supposed to pick up on that! Why'd he say that? He can't get flustered again. And just as he was about to answer it, he started to think of how many girls Conan did have interested in him. "Uh.. sort of? He is seven but there are at least two girls in his class I know of that like him like that. Ran-neechan's my age though so.. it's sort of a joke between us that she's his girlfriend." Right. That was totally believable. "But I will have to call him 'Mack Daddy' just to see his face."
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Though Isabel's brows inched further towards her hairline as she watched all sorts of expressions cross Hattori's face. What had she even. Said? But then he did give her an answer--oh boy, what an answer!
"Oh, so he's like my Uncle Nick was when he was seven. A little quirky, and all sorts of girls dug him. Apparently my grandparents couldn't figure out why and were very happy when he settled down with a girl around his age." That was another tale in and of itself. Though she snickered, then. "I aim to please!" Because she'd probably call someone that to see their face, too. Though probably not Conan, she didn't know him that well.
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"Er.. yes? I suppose. He is very quirky." So very quirky! He was pretending to be seven, after all. It was weird. "Was it a girl he'd known before?"
He takes another step and yelps as a rat comes out from behind a cinder block and bites the back of his leg. He whips around to kick it off, but it's an awkward angle and the rat holds on like a bulldog. "Ai-ee! Get it off!"