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voidtreckerooc2020-02-13 05:52 am
voidtreckermods) wrote in voidtreckerooc2020-02-13 05:52 am
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Test Drive Meme 009
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!
Spinel | Steven Universe
Being alone is something the gem avoids, so naturally gatherings in the dining car draw her in despite not being in need of sustenance to continue existing. The crowd makes no real difference in her ability to move through the space when Spinel is an expert in flexing and stretching every which way to slip passed obstacles, so she makes a point of using the gathering as a chance to visit with other passengers. The buzzing atmosphere is energizing for her, and brings out a wide smile in her expression.
On her way around the table, she spots a meal and a face that draws her attention, and flattens herself to the wall only to sink and flow her way under the table to come up to sit on the open spot on the bench next to them as she pops back into a fully three-dimensional shape.
Spinel leans sideways to peer curiously at the meal in front of them and inquires, “Whatcha got today? Is it good?”
Chores
There is nothing inherently fun about performing maintenance tasks such as cleaning, but she is not going to avoid it when it benefits the others aboard the train. Even being a willing participant, she has to entertain herself (and anyone else present) somehow. For today, that consists of singing her rendition of a song she picked up during the last train stop while moping the kitchen floor.
Her singing stops suddenly when she realizes she has mopped herself into a literal corner. She learned the hard way last time not to step on the wet surface until it dries, so now out of dry floor to retreat to, she balances on the tips of her curled shoes while holding the mop.
“Uhhh.....hm. Didn’t see this coming.”
Team Two
Versatile as she happens to be and with fighting the incoming monsters more than handled, Spinel is focused on keeping the rear of the throng of people moving in her group caught up with the others. Walking through the snow with her legs stretched like stilts, she has a perfect view of anything that might give chase or potential obstacles that could close in from the sides. Or, in this case, when a small one is falling behind at the back. Lengthening her arm, she grabs that same arm with her hand to make a loop and twirls it overhead like a lasso before casting it to catch the loop around the boy. Her arm tightens in a hug at the waist, and she plucks him up out of the snow to reel in and tuck against her side to hold on a hip. She intended to put him back down with whoever showed recognition of him, but her thoughts to that stop when she realizes the child is shaking.
“H-Hey! This one’s shaking real bad. What’s that mean again?”
Cold is a factor for organic beings, not her.
Team Two
He frowns worriedly.
"He's cold... Hang on."
Daia pulls his coat off and holds it out to Spinel.
"Here, this will help him keep warm."
Will Daia get cold? Yes. But this child needs it more than he does. He's seen humans die from cold before... And it's always so sad.
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Cold. Right. Someone mentioned that before retreating indoors before to escape the cold the day before.
Taking the coat with a brief but grateful smile, she wraps the fabric around the child and bundles the boy up entirely. As an after thought, she makes adjustments to uncover the child’s face somewhat, the reseats the boy on her hip. He won’t be able to walk, but he has some insulation against the cold now.
“Do you think he’ll be okay if I carry him? Can I do anything else to help?” She’s still quite worried.
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Though he can't say for sure. He's never gotten to deal with many people up close and personal to keep them safe, much less be a doctor. His guess is as good as Spinel's right now.
He gives a pause in thought to the second part of her question, though. And even though he toils in his head on what to do, finally he answers.
"I don't know... he needs warmth, but..." he looks back to the group of people carrying onward. "I don't know how soon we can. We have to get away from the monsters right now."
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Looking eagerly to Daia again when he speaks to answer her second question, her pigtails wilt downwards when it seems no other accommodations can be made. “Sure... Yeah, ‘course. Just have ta get ‘em as far as we can.”
Spinel knows they have to get moving again, so she asks one more question, “Do...do you think I could bring him back to ya soon to check him again?”
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It felt... nice. He can't help the smile forming on his lips.
"Sure, I don't mind. Come on, we can walk together. I'm Daia, by the way."
Hello, new friend!
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“Nice ta meet ya. I’m Spinel,” she says to return the introduction after a beat to remember she needs to do so. Gems recognize one another, and considering they have no other identification beyond station, names are literally the gemstone they happen to be.
Legs stretching a little longer, she rises a little higher from the snow to get walking again alongside Daia without going as high as before.
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He happily walks alongside her, headed back towards the main group.
"So, lots of people say they got pulled here. Is this where you're from? Or do you come from somewhere else, too?"
A silly question, given the evidence, seeing that she has no idea how to care for the people here. But he's never really been one to see the evidence right in front of him.
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Spinel looks back to Daia at the question of her origin, and answers readily, “I got yanked here too. Seems like a lot of people on the train came from Earth. Is that where you’re from?”
Chores (Forgive the icons; I haven't decided what his robo-body would look like yet!)
... Though he's not moving particularly quickly through this part of the train. The floor nearby is wet!
And so there's a friendly robotic face looking Spinel's way.
"Hello over there! Need a hand? Or possibly a bridge?"
It's not precisely a joke, though if it makes Spinel laugh that's a bonus.
"Or if you hand the mop to me I could try pulling you over?"
Though that depends on how much she weighs.
Not a problem at all~
“Oh! That’d be swell! If you hold the mop, I can spring right over without makin’ a new mess to clean up!” replies a relieved gem. Not hesitating to follow the plan, she picks up the mop with two hands to extend aaaaall the way over to the robot with the handle up and the head planted to the floor.
Re: Not a problem at all~
"Got it!" he calls, grabbing the offered part of the mop and holding it, as best and securely he can.
There's a lot of force, but he moderates the angle to minimize any risk of the broom shattering.
"You can come over, now."
A screen face might be worth considering...
The broom is secured quite firmly, and feeling it along with the verbal clearance, she gladly takes the chance to leave the corner. A small hop into the air, complete with a kick of her feet together below her with an audible squeak, and she retracts her arms to the anchor of her hands. Clinging to the broom once she’s back to her standard shape, she carefully steps down one foot at a time.
“Thanks for lendin’ a hand there.”
There's certainly material for a Dr. Theopolis disk, but it's not very emotive.
"Not a problem," he says cleanly, offering her the broom back.
"That was quite interesting to watch! You're the acrobatic sort, I take it?"
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Peering with a sly sort of smile at the robotic being, Spinel pulls the mop back over. Standing it firmly next to herself with two hands, she flips herself upside down to plant her feet on the ceiling to stand while using the mop handle to steady herself with apparent ease, “You could say that.”
“I’ve always been something of an entertainer. That’s what a Spinel is for.”
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Webmind doesn't seem sure what to think of that, though he leans back a little to look up at her.
"Can't say I have one, myself; my own creation was mostly an accident."
Whoops, goofed the icons when I renamed them
Not bothered being upside down, she’s content to stay put until she realizes she is making the other look up to her. Releasing the handle with one hand to stretch that hand down to the floor first, she carefully lowers down in a flip that puts her pigtails pointing upward again as she stands straight.
The mop is then placed in a bucket as curiosity begs a question, “An accident? You look pretty on-purpose to me.”
I did not notice. |D
Though he has the feeling he wouldn't recognize their names anyhow.
Webmind makes an all-body gesture at himself.
"This shape, I couldn't say, but it's not the one I was 'born' with, you could put it - my mind's native space is normally much larger."
Worth it to go from 15 to 70+
Curious of the answer her question receives, Spinel cants her head to one side, “So...you were bigger before?” The further curiosity regarding being changed for the train will wait until she can clarify.
I have no idea what I'd do with that many icons. |D Not unless they were all gifts!
All right; new species knowledge acquired. Webmind nods to show he's at least understood what she's said so far.
"Yes; my nature began as an emergent consciousness based on the infrastructure of the world wide web on Earth, and currently..."
He shrugs.
"I am now inhabiting this form. So there's certainly several factors of scale involved."
Spinel is too expressive not to have them
"World wide..." she repeats quietly before whistling softly. "Wowie, that is a whole lot bigger. You definitely wouldn't fit on the train otherwise." The necessity is clear, however, it makes her wonder something else entirely.
"You been doing okay being in that form instead'a the way you were?"
Re: Spinel is too expressive not to have them
Webmind nods affirmation, quietly cursing the limitations of this body's joints. He may be a poor judge, but couldn't this form have a little more articulation?
Spinel's next question, however, gives him pause.
"It is a struggle, I will admit. But it is not as... traumatizing, I suppose, as I would have thought it to be only weeks ago."
He hasn't been having mental breakdowns or losing emotional acuity, for starters.
"Would you care to head down to the standard carriage with me? I think this one is sufficiently cleaned," he adds, attempting to press a smile into his voice.
It's very obviously a topic change, but it helps that it's also true; he was heading in that direction and Spinel's done a wonderful job of cleaning in here!
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The change in topic is read and she follows the cue as an out from the tension she stirred, “Sure! I can check the cabinet tops later and make sure I didn’t miss anything when I was dusting earlier. You uh, need an extra hand cleaning?”
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Webmind nods. "While I may have a penchant for being exact, your flexibility far exceeds mine."
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“Should probably dump this first though,” she motions to the bucket of mop water that is opaque with dirt. Carefully picking up the bucket to hold it over the sink, she tips the water out and down the drain. The mop head is still wet, but she can tend that when she comes back later. Both items are set aside out of the way with the handle to the wall. Spinel dusts her glove hands together and looks back to the robot to begin walking for the standard carriage.
“Sounds like we’ll be a real pair! What needs cleaning?”
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