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

[sendiintheclown]

"Very different." Trowa could help agreeing. Leaning in, he dared to kiss the blond again just because.

[gundamofthedesert]

Quatre kissed him again, not at all hesitant or unsure about it. He definitely wanted to kiss him. He moved to loop his arms around Trowa's shoulders.

[sendiintheclown]

A happy sound came from the back of Trowa's throat, almost drowned out by the music around them. He slid his hands around Quatre's waist, holding him close and savoring the kiss.

[gundamofthedesert]

Quatre could barely hear the sound, but the same time, he felt it. His space heart helped him feel how Trowa felt so he knew without completely hearing it. He stayed there in that embrace, kissing Trowa back. A light hum of happiness came from his lips.

[sendiintheclown]

Trowa felt that hum, the vibration against his lips, and it made him feel like he was floating. It wasn't until air started to become something his lungs screamed for that he broke the kiss, though he only pulled away far enough to catch his breath. He was grinning like a fool, he was sure. But he didn't care.

[gundamofthedesert]

Quatre was grinning like a fool as well, leaning back just enough to look at Trowa and look right into his green eyes. "That was nice."

Nice? It was better than nice! It was great, but that was the only word his brain came up with at that moment with all the other thoughts of how good it had been.

[sendiintheclown]

"It really was." Trowa had to agree, even if the word didn't even begin to scratch the surface of how the kiss had really been. Looking around, he saw no one was paying them any attention, and an idea formed. "Want to find somewhere a little quieter?" Anywhere with less of a crowd meant that only he would get to see the color ran high in Quatre's cheeks from their kissing, even though he could only feel the heat in the blond's cheeks and not see it currently.

[gundamofthedesert]

Quatre had turned to look at the crowd as well when Trowa did. Everyone else was so distracted at the moment with their own dancing or snacks that no one really was paying attention to them.

He looked up at the question and nodded. "I would. Let's go somewhere else."

[sendiintheclown]

Taking Quatre by the hand, Trowa led the blond to what he hoped would be a door to a hallway. Once they were on the other side of the door, he slowly backed the blond up agains the wall. "Much quieter out here."

[gundamofthedesert]

Quatre followed him. It did seem that the door led to a short hallway, but once the door closed, it was much quieter than it had been before. He smiled, leaning against the wall, looking up at Trowa. "Yes, so much quieter. Much better."

He looped his arms around Trowa's neck.

[sendiintheclown]

Trowa was more than happy to press Quatre against the wall as he leaned in to kiss the blond again. Practice made perfect, or so the saying went, and he wanted to practice as much as possible while they had the time.

[gundamofthedesert]

Quatre was more than willing to be pressed against the wall for Trowa to keep kissing him. Practice did make perfect and Quatre wasn't objecting to it at all. He leaned in, kissing Trowa back as he held onto him, not ready to let him go yet.

[sendiintheclown]

With Quatre between himself and the wall, it was easy for Trowa to move his hands, letting them drift down the blond's sides. He was just trusting his hormones and what felt good rather than attempting to do anything fancy and make a fool of himself.

[gundamofthedesert]

Quatre continued to kiss back, shivering slightly as he felt Trowa's hands moving over his sides. It felt nice and he didn't dream of asking Trowa to stop. His own hand shifted up to be able to run through the short brown hair at the back from Trowa's head.

[sendiintheclown]

There was something about those fingers in his hair, probably the fact that they belonged to Quatre, that pulled a small moan from Trowa. He pressed a little closer, until they were flush against each other from chest to hip.

[gundamofthedesert]

Quatre would have smiled hearing Trowa moan like that, but he was currently a little occupied at the moment, more so as Trowa pressed even closer to him. At the close contact, it was now his turn to make a sound. He could feel how loved he was from Trowa and it made him happy.

[sendiintheclown]

By the time Trowa had to break the kiss to suck in more air than he'd been getting, he barely pulled away. Instead, he let his instincts and hormones guide him and began pressing his lips to Quatre's pale skin along the line of his jaw. It just seemed like the right thing to do.

[gundamofthedesert]

As their lips parted, Quatre took a breath, closing his eyes as Trowa began to kiss along his jaw. He tilted his head back slightly, exposing his neck. An invitation to Trowa if he wanted to take it.

[sendiintheclown]

The invitation was more than welcome, and Trowa did what he’d seen done in the adult videos some of the older members of the circus had loaned to him as ‘educational’ material. Ever so gently, he nipped at the skin along Quatre’s jugular. He hoped it didn’t hurt and instead felt good as that was what he wanted for his blond.

[gundamofthedesert]

Quatre tilted his head back a little bit more as Trowa began to nip at his neck. It did feel good. He certainly would have told Trowa if it did. He made a faint, pleased sound as Trowa nipped at his neck. "Trowa..."

[sendiintheclown]

"Quatre..." Trowa murmured the name like it was the most precious word to have ever crossed his lips. He worked his way back to the blond's lips, kissing him slowly and cradling Quatre's face in his hands. "You're gorgeous."

[gundamofthedesert]

Quatre kissed back that brief moment that he could before looking back at Trowa's face as the other Gundam pilot cradled his face, looking into those green eyes. "And you are very handsome."

[sendiintheclown]

A faint blush warmed Trowa's cheeks at that. "Be mine?" The words were soft, almost like he was afraid to say them even though he didn't doubt the answer for even a moment.

[gundamofthedesert]

Quatre just looked back at Trowa for a long few moments, almost as if he was trying to make sure that he had heard those faint words correctly. Once he was sure that was actually what he had said, Quatre replied.

"Yes."

[sendiintheclown]

Trowa's smile could have lit the entire station. He reached a hand to cup Quatre's cheek, stroking his thumb over the pale skin. He couldn't think of anything else to say, so he leaned in to kiss Quatre again.