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voidtreckerooc2020-04-15 05:09 am
voidtreckermods) wrote in voidtreckerooc2020-04-15 05:09 am
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Test Drive Meme 011
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.
post-rescue party
Reno sidled up to the bar with an amused smile on his face as he watched Tifa. Figures she would have made herself at home behind a bar. It suited her, at least. And hopefully she could fix something a little like home rather than some strange alien drink. He could use the nostalgia trip after all the weird space battling.
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It's strange. They've sort of agreed to a truce after everything, and it's been a long road to start to let go of her anger. But that won't do her any good while on a train to...something or other. She imagines what Barret would say to that and smiles.
"Let's see...how about a Blitz Bolt?"
It's a greenish-yellow concoction, definite hint of lime and a strong kick. She mixes expertly, then slides it down the bar.
"How'd it go today?"
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He looked up at Tifa and there was a gleam in his eye. "I got to pilot one of those spaceships. That was interesting." He said with a jovial laugh that probably hinted at why he shouldn't be allowed to play with nice things. Not that he crashed it, mind you, he was a good pilot...usually...but he went a little wild with the dogfighting.
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That sure felt familiar. She took a seat at the end. "I stayed on the ground, evacuating. We got almost everyone out, but I could see the sparks from way down there."
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But enough of feeling sorry, that was lame. He half smiled at her story. "That must have felt familiar." He probably shouldn't have brought it up. "Better outcome this time, I hope." It was like an apology? For him, at least. "You had a Turk on your side this time!" Or maybe not. "Couldn't gone better." Definitely not.
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"Thanks. You really saved our skins."
She'll let him think that, anyway. "It's...pretty weird, being on a new team. Like the old lines don't matter anymore."