Test Drive Meme 011

[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!

Crisis On… A Ship!

The train has a game carriage and the VR video games are always popular. A good way to relive boredom as well as teaching some good skills.

Crisis on...This game can be played with two to four players. It is essentially a crisis simulator mixed with an escape room. You can chose the scenario (the bridge of a space ship, a camp in a jungle, a high rise building, a sailing ship etc) and you are thrown into the middle of a crisis of some kind. Teamwork and a cool head are important as is using the surroundings wisely.

Ahoy there! You and your small crew are on board a sailing ship in the middle of an ocean. But you are being chased by an enemy ship and there’s a storm brewing! There are many roles for you to chose from and different puzzles and problems to be solved. Batten down the hatches, flee the enemy ships and if necessary man the canons! Bring yourselves and your crew to harbour safely.

Dressing up

The upcoming mission is one in space and the void treckers have been told to blend in. The dressing room has been opened and what awaits them looks like it walked out of a old science fiction film. Shoulder pads, metalic colours. Everything over the top, ridiculous and not practical at all.

Yet the mission brief said to fit in. So swallow your pride and try and find outfits that aren’t too ridiculous. Or go all out and make the most of it, it’s not every day you can wear elaborate outfits after all.

Space Battle

As perhaps the outfits had suggested this world is an odd one, the outfits given to the voidtreckers make them some of the most subtle dressed people in the space city. Big, bold and loud. But the crisis is clear, an enemy force attacking this city filled with non combatants and children.

Team One

Space fighting time! The space ships are designed for two so voidtreckers will need a partner. There’s not much time to train so it will be mostly learning on the job, but it’s fine. The voidtreckers job is mostly to make up numbers, to split the enemy’s focus whilst those that know how to pilot go in to defeat the enemy.

Team Two

The problem with space battles is, there are a lot of injuries and a lot of damaged space ships. The space city is not one that has a large military so damaged ships need to be fixed as quickly as possible.

Help out the engineers. It might be the voidtreckers know a little about repairing ships themselves but even if they don’t, extra pairs of hands are always useful.

Team Three

This city is loud, bustling and full of life. But with the battle raging outside everyone needs to stay safe. Help people get to shelters. Clear the streets and begin the evacuation, though hopefully a full evacuation won’t be needed.

Space Disco

Enemies vanquished, this city does what it apparantly does best. That is, party. The music is way too loud, different songs out of each building, people dance in the streets, lights flash far too fast. There is strange street food to try, new dances to learn and a victory to celebrate.

Comments

[oripyrothy]

Okay, noooooooow she takes stock of the fact he's apparently made of voxels. What?

She sits up straighter, looking over his form curiously. "Okay, what the hell are you supposed to be anyway?"

[mechoftheseus]

"Dead," he says, matter of fact. "Shot down in the Battle of New York. But I was on the shortlist for a science experiment and, well, after the Union attack they needed me alive for it more than ever."

He shrugs. "My name's Chase, and this isn't my real body. I'm just mixing in from another room."

[oripyrothy]

"I don't know what mixing or Union or York are, but you are the first dead person I've met." Pause. "That can talk, I mean. Plenty of dead-dead people."

She's not asking for an explanation - she is perfectly content to remain ignorant of stuff that doesn't matter to her personally.

"Guess that means you don't have to worry about being Infected too, right? Lucky." Well, Ifrit being Infected is why she knows Silence and Saria, and can contribute to Rhodes Island, so she doesn't hate it. Despite everything. "I'm Ifrit."

[mechoftheseus]

"It has it's perks," he allows. "I'd offer to shake hands, but. Not much point."

He didn't miss that word, or the caps. Infected. He gives her a closer inspection, then nods.

"Ifrit. Okay. How are you liking this crazy ride so far?"

[oripyrothy]

"There's a lot less annoying white-coats." Ifrit, you're literally trying to research how to not-die due to lack of white-coats. "Or people bugging me to do homework." Ifrit, that's like, mostly Doctor and Silence, two of your favorite people. "I guess it could be worse. The worst part is how tightly packed and flammable everything is here."

The worst part is probably actually the lack of people with Originium knowledge, but honestly things being cramped and flammable probably is a big worry for Ifrit.