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.

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Ignis had been impressed to see the man out there on the field helping everyone out. The royal advisor had his hands full trying to take the monsters (which were flans to his mind) down as fast as he could so that the villagers wouldn't be harmed.

Luckily he hadn't seen anyone actually get hurt but the threat of danger had been there, and so he helped out.

Not wanting to disturb his companion, Ignis sat a short distance away and looked at the food he'd been given. He was curious as to how the people here cooked and what was served. And so that was his focus so as to not interrupt the peace and quiet that had been afforded to them.

Whatever it was, this somewhat soft and sweet smelling yellow fruit he had taken with him, he hadn't expected it would be quite as juicy as it is. He's glad for the napkin the villager insisted he bring along now and his trust in her words that he would need it. At least he's able to spare his robes from smelling of its delectable fragrance, though his chin catches most of the river.

With a surprised chuckle, he leans forward quickly to let what will fall to the ground as he wipes his face... and belatedly realizes he's been caught in his slightly embarrassing moment.

"'Tis well worth the washing you may need afterward, I assure you. They are quiet sweet, but not overly so."

Looking up from his plate, green eyes focused on the other man who had begun speaking. He himself tried to figure out what kind of fruit was being consumed. Ignis disliked ambiguity in any form and total clarity was a thing he most certainly preferred. And that would require him actually trying it to find out what it resembled.

The royal advisor was amused at how much the fruit itself was being enjoyed by a man who had been giving everything he had on the battlefield just moments before it seemed. But such enjoyment of food was something Ignis tried to recreate in the Tenebraen desert he'd repeatedly tried to make for Noctis.

"I will take you on your word." he finally said with a nod. But he was totally going to go snag one and try it for himself later because he was definitely curious about this fruit.

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Once he had finished cleaning his chin, he curled the remaining napkin around what was left of his snack to help catch the rest of the juice as it would fall and looked it over, wondering. "Back home, there is a tree which will bear a yellow fruit like this. The taste is not near enough to compare, but the juices make for a fine wine in the right barrels."

Not one to indulge, not before he gave himself over to the Tower and certainly not after, he had nevertheless tasted such things, holding onto the small moments of celebration with Lyna and the others after a victory here, a life saved there. The small things, he had learned, were what mattered even more sometimes than accomplishments worthy of history's old eyes and recognition. They were what the people held onto, what kept them from falling apart when the world around them crumbled.

And the tales, of course. Stories of a hero who had stood above all, who knew courage beyond doubt, who stepped forward when all else seemed to slide back. His smile shifted, softening at the memory.

"Would that I had one here to introduce to you and these people. Even straight from the fruit, it serves a delicious drink. I believe these two would blend well."

Green eyes squinted. A new recipe in the making? Well, that was a definite possibility here. So Ignis nodded and made a few notes in his little notebook that would include trying to see what he could make from this fruit that the other was enjoying os much. Maybe he could make a smoothie or just some sort of fruit drink. Maybe it could even some sort of dessert.

"I have to wonder if at some point we would be indeed fortunate enough to visit our own worlds." It was a hope of his, but if for some reason he wasn't allowed back it would greatly sadden him much as it did at times in private now.

He himself had seen visitors from other worlds, as hard as that might be to believe. But as he himself had said. some pretty fantastical things had happened to him and his friends on their journey so things couldn't be simply written off or easily dismissed.

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The thought had occurred to him that this vehicle might stop by his own world, of course, and he hoped that it would. As much as he valued the chance to see another world again and learn of its people and its ways, his concerns were with the First and his own people in the Crystarium. While he was here, among these worlds, doing whatever it was that he would. His people would persevere without him - he knew they could and would - but he worried no less for it.

How the Scions must have felt, knowing they were stuck on the First and he could not yet send them home. He looked down to the fruit in his hands, cradled in the napkin, the bite taken out of it now filled with a bit of juice that he thought to sip out and hesitated. "Indeed. As unique as this journey promises to be, there are things in my home to which I must attend. I cannot linger here overlong."

"I'm sure that is the case with most everyone here." Ignis replied thoughgtfylly. He had to get back to Noct and wondered if Ravus had seen him just up and disappear. That would certainly had to have been an odd sight. He was there one moment with Ravus, Noct and LunaFreya and then gone the next.

"Hopefully we do what needs to be done so that we can just go home." This was Ignis' hope too because he had to get back and make sure that he kept his Prince and King safe. He'd taken care of and watched over Noct since he was a little boy, keeping his promise to King Regis to walk beside his son and guide him.

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