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

lol

[grumpycatanthir]

DEEP PUT UPON SIGH.

"Dear Eru were you always this gloomy?"

[castintoflames]

"No, actually." he gives Caranthir's cheek a firm pat, "I used to smile too."

[grumpycatanthir]

Caranthir will deny to his dying day that he leans into the pat.

"You should smile again." He says severely.

[castintoflames]

It's okay, baby brother. Maedhros won't tell.

"Shall I smile because we are reunited?" he thinks he can manage that quite easily.

[grumpycatanthir]

He'd better not!!!

"If you want." This is not a blush yes it is

[castintoflames]

He will perish with the secret!

Maedhros smiles slowly, affectionately, pressing a kiss to Caranthir's hot cheek.

[grumpycatanthir]

He growls half-heartedly at him for the kiss.

[castintoflames]

"I have missed you dearly." and now that feeling has been alleviated.

[grumpycatanthir]

"Yeah yeah yeah." He mumbles, and elbows his brother.

"That's enough mushy stuff."

[castintoflames]

"Where would you be without it?"

Probably saner. Maedhros picks up his pipe again, starting down the corridor.

[grumpycatanthir]

"Less red." He mutters, and grabs a pipe of his own stalking off in front of Maedhros.

Rather protectively so, it must be said.

(There may also be ulterior motive to smash things)

[castintoflames]

"What's wrong with red?" he notices his brother's stance and he bites back a chuckle, "Think of flowers and sunsets..." and fire and blood.

[grumpycatanthir]

"Certain types of red." He corrects with a sour scowl at Maedhros, and deliberately doesn't think of the way his own blood had been red as he died.

[castintoflames]

"Be more exact in that case." he tries so very hard to look stern, but the more Caranthir scowls, the cuter he becomes. No, they will not think of the color of their blood.

[grumpycatanthir]

"If I have to write you a ten-page list I will." He threatens, smashing a mouse into a wall.

[castintoflames]

"With proper spacing and bullet points?" he sends a rat careening down the corridor with one hit.

your mun, Caranthir. Your mun hates proper spacing

[grumpycatanthir]

The look Caranthir sends him is scandalised, even as he bats another rat into the wall.

"What kind of heathen doesn't use proper spacing?"