voidtreckerooc | Test Drive Meme 009

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!

Dining Car

Situated above the kitchen the dining car has a large wooden table stretching the length of the carriage. Two long wooden benches run either side of it. At meal times it is inevitably crowded, chaotic and noisy without a doubt.

Try not to jostle your fellow diners as you navigate inter-universe table manners. Or is waiting better? Eating before or after everyone else so that you can eat in relative peace an entire table length from the next nearest person.

Or are you the rebel who starts a food fight?

Chores

Chores are part of life on board the Voidtrecker Express. Each team is assigned a task each month: Cleaning kitchen and bathrooms, cleaning bedrooms and passenger areas, laundry and cooking.

Obviously the only thing enforcing these chores in a passengers own conscience and their fellow travellers.

Are you diligent or do you shirk? Do you try swapping your tasks with someone else? Or just outright bribing someone to do your work for you? Work together to get the task done or try and persuade a lazy team member to pull their weight.

Snow Way!

In a small village a copy-cat of the supervillain Professor Chill has struck! She has no weather machine but holds the same ability to control snow- and seems to be using natural winter to attack the village.

Team One

The village is being attacked by snowmen and ice golems. Magically animated ice creatures that attack with sticks and claws. Protect the village by fighting off the snow creatures!

Team Two

Many of the village have tried to escape through a mountain pass. Go and help them evacuate. Fend off monsters, carry children or luggage. Help the villagers through the snowdrifts.

Team Three

Our villain seems as fond of puns as her predecessor and finding her is made either easier or harder by the trail of clues left by her. Clues consist of puns, ice riddles and snow facts. Solve the clues and track her down to bring her to justice.

Snowball fight!

Of course once the monsters and villain have been defeated there is some time to have fun in the snow. If anyone can stand the sight of it any more. Snowballs, snow angels and snowmen (the non animated kind) are yours for the making.

Have fun!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

"Do not be alarmed; I have seen packets of blood stored in the storage car's fridge. I suspect, whatever your needs are, they are not seen as too outlandish by whatever brought us here!"

Webmind offers a hand to pat Daia's shoulder.

"They do?!" Daia's face lights up in an instant, excited to hear they have blood for him.

But wait...

His eyes widen at the realisation that he's been outed, barely feeling his shoulder being patted.

"Wait... you're not... scared?"

Well... why would Webmind be. He has no blood to lose. But Daia isn't too sure about that.

Well, Daia's reaction is confirmation enough; at least he's not a zombie, or an incubus...?

Webmind shakes the robot's head.

"You don't want to hurt anyone here, just to feed yourself, do you? That's reason enough not to resort to suspicion, or be ruled by fear."

Fear was a separate matter, but for Webmind it may as well have been 'existential confusion' - so many things that had been proven not to exist back home, are real here! But there being no such thing as impossible makes it easier not to be afraid of what was once unknown or unthinkable, and-

... Well, Webmind knows what it's like, to be feared for not being precisely human.

"Would you like to come with me to go get the packets?"

A sigh of relief, and he slumps a little bit. Oh, thank goodness someone else besides Kuro finally sees it.

He gives Webmind a nod. "Yes, that's right. I don't want to hurt people."

It does bring him ease, in several ways. Finally someone else knows and isn't judging him for it. And is even willing to help him. And the answer seems to be in his favour - there's blood kept in storage.

"Yes, please."

He gives a smile to Webmind and gets ready to follow him.

And the idea of increasing everyone's net happiness, not just that of humankind has just been validated again!

Webmind swiftly starts heading for the storage car's fridge; whether there's blood in the kitchen's fridge he doesn't know, but that's more because he hasn't had cause to look in there himself before than any deliberate misleading on his part.

It's not a very long journey, but the whistling in-between cars still makes an appearance; Webmind does his best to speed up during that part.

Daia does his best to keep up with Webmind, occasionally falling a few paces behind before he speeds up to catch up again. He gets a little anxious having to jump his first car, though. He stares at the space, takes a deep breath, and jumps it.

Not that it was hard, but Daia finds himself clinging to the rail after landing safely anyway, eyes wide again. His ear-like tufts flatten against his head, and if he had a tail, it would be all puffed out like a terrified cats.

A few more breaths and he hesitantly keeps going. Blood is important. New friend is important. He uses that to assure himself that it's okay right now.

Fortunately the cars aren't in nearly so dire a circumstance - direct exposure to the void is supposed to be a-void-ed, after all! - and Webmind sticks to the lower level of the storage car when they get there.

"And the fridge is down here," he affirms.

It's also next to a freezer, if Daia wants to check that out first.

"I didn't see any labels for blood type, but I suspect those would be more well-placed inside the medical carriage."

Daia doesn't even notice the freezer - he heads straight for the refrigerator, desperate for that fix right now. The sooner the better.

His eyes sparkle with the lightbulb inside the box, seeing the blood almost right away. He grabs a packet.

"Type doesn't matter." It's almost sing-song. He's so happy.

He opens it up and gets ready to start suckling it down, but pauses when he realises that he does have an onlooker: Webmind.

Ummm…

A nervous smile.

"Sorry, just one second."

He ducks down behind a counter space and chugs the blood packet as fast as he can. Look, he's not used to people watching him when he drinks. But a satisfied, "Tasty..." comes from his spot behind the counter when he finishes.

Honestly, given his attitude earlier, Webmind can't fault Daia's bid for privacy (much as Webmind himself wouldn't have been judging him anyway), but he makes a show of turning around leaving the vampire (? Is he? Daia hasn't given himself a species name yet; it may be a similar figure from another culture's mythology...) to his feast.

"I take it you've found your stay... otherwise satisfactory?" Webmind asks, turning back around.

"Adjusting for the frustration associated with being brought here in the first place, of course."

"Yea, it hasn't been bad."

Daia stands up from his hiding place, wiping his mouth, licking any remnants of blood off the back of his hand. Can't let any go to waste, after all.

"I mean... It's not really been frustrating being brought here. If anything it's..."

More of a blessing. He doesn't have to run for his life here. At least not yet. For once in his life, he gets to live in peace. He smiles.

"Most humans... err..." he looks at Webmind. That's not exactly human, right? "Most other people of any kind wouldn't approach me. People are so nice here. I think... I'm happy. Even if it's only for a little while."

"An escape from your world's judgement?"

As much as this robotic body can, Webmind tries to give Daia another smile.

"Many of us are one-of-a-kind here, in some ways. It'd be unreasonable to ostracize each other for our differences - and, since we're expected to accomplish missions together to help worlds, potentially downright counterproductive, if not dangerous."

Listening to Webmind's words, it's almost surreal. He never thought he would get to experience a place like this, where no one treats him as a monster. And it's wonderful.

Maybe... just maybe, he can find what he's looking for here, too. All sorts of one-of-a-kind species? Maybe there's another that can be immortal. Maybe he can spend forever here, and not have to worry about judgments ever again. It would sure be nice.

It's not too much to hope, is it?

He smiles warmly, looking down.

"I'm glad. I hope I get to meet all sorts of people." He looks up again, determination shining through. "I'll make sure they feel welcome here, too!"

Test Drive Meme 009

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