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

Re: Awesome!

[sweetnessandfight]

"I'd be happy to!" And Sarai does that first--a little sugar and cream, and she's a happy Au Ra. But then Ignis asks her to get started, and she takes a few inelegant gulps, sets the coffee down, and goes to wash her hands, spending time to get under her claws. She's no heathen, despite coming from something of a backwater world.

She doesn't want to crowd him (though considering she's 4'9, that's somewhat difficult), so she tries to peer at his notes. "What do you need me to do? Debone and fillet and descale?" All things she can do, she just needs to know what's what.

[faithfulsupport]

Ignis turns his head and pretends that Sarai doesn't remind him of Noctis with the coffee gulping. Not that His Majesty liked the coffee anyway, but there were times that he drank it.

"Deboning and descaling will be quite a helpful start." the advisor said before turning to his next vegetable cutting task. He had been pleased to see that Sarai had washed her hands and under her claws, but he made no comment. Had she not done so, then he would've mentioned it.

[sweetnessandfight]

That was where Sarai and Noctis differed. She liked coffee, she just needed to take a couple of good swigs before she sets it down and gets to work. No mixing raw fish and coffee--she's pretty sure it's not sushi grade, anyway.

Besides, she has standards when it comes to keeping herself and her kitchen clean--if she hadn't learned it long ago at the knee (almost literally) of a certain Roegadyn chef, he'd have probably had her horns for trophies. Lyngsath didn't take any guff from anyone, that was for certain, but it was difficult to find a male with better skills--unless you went to one of the High Houses of Ishgard.

"Okay, I'm on it!" And with that, she sets to work.

[faithfulsupport]

It had been tough for him to accept help in the kitchen, being so used to doing everything himself before. And he did everything with precision and it was done a certain way and in a certain order. He'd tried to get Noct to help but that required mornings and it was a fight he couldn't win except on a rare occasion.

Old habits were hard to break and it took him a bit to adjust to another presence to assist him. It had been quite the change for him but once he realized Sarai could handle herself and had pretty high standards for cooking and cleanliness as he did, it went easier on the perfectionist.

The pesto was starting to look as if it had the right consistency, so that's what he worked on. Soon his green eyes looked over at Sarai worked. "How is it coming along?"

[sweetnessandfight]

"Surprisingly, claws make it easier to debone fish. Almost makes me wish I'd gained them as a child," Sarai said, bemused. "I was actually raised in a fishing village until I was a teenager, so I should be just about done." Some skills, you just didn't forget.

Sarai was more of a morning person, so she was usually in the kitchen making coffee or tea before most of the others attempted to bestir themselves--she'd always been so, and neither her spouse or her sister had ever understood it.

"Do you need them in a cooking pan, or a plate? Or did you have something specific in mind?" She tried not to get too far ahead of Ignis--some people needed things just so, and she was easygoing enough to be all too happy to appease him.

[faithfulsupport]

The smile on his face turned away because he was thinking that Noctis would probably want claws if he heard Sarai describing them as she was just now. So he instead turned to grab another drink of his precious coffee before it got cold.

And the fishing village Ignis pictured was Galdin Quay. He'd lost count of how many nights had the Prince just stood there indulging himself in his favorite hobby night and day on the pier. However, Sarai's voice brought him back to the present and he nodded.

"A cooking pan will work quite well actually."