voidtreckerooc | Test Drive Meme 012

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!

Film Night

The newest carriage on the Voidtrecker Express is the long awaited cinema! It hosts many films and TV series. Perfect if passengers wish to waste an afternoon without worrying about being stolen from their worlds and hurtling through the void between worlds.

Dashing adventures, chair gripping horrors or adorable adventures of the Merry Little Voidtrain. There is something for everyone, though with only one screen arguments may be inevitable.

Fight Club

The gym carriage is definitely created more for ball games than sparring but that hasn't stopped the passengers adapting as best they can. There are homemade training dummies and plenty of people who use the space to work out and get ready for the next mission.

But there is also a cupboard full of every ball for almost every ball game there is, the two activities in one space may make for a little chaos.

Spar with people, play football. Create some mix of basketball and mixed martial arts. All training counts, right?

Jungle Heights

The latest mission has taken them to a vast jungle, where people live high in the trees. There has been an influx of tree dwelling creatures with sharp teeth, sharper claws and a love of destruction. To make things better the forest floor is not safe, damp and marshy many creatures lurk there ready to bite at ankles and it is home to a root, the sap of which burns.

Team One

Treetop fighting is an acquired skill and one the voidtreckers are having to learn quickly. Swing on vine ropes and tangle with monsters. Quick movement and quicker thinking is needed to take down the creatures in terrain they are naturals at traversing.

Team Two

People here live on platforms in the trees, with bridges and walkways connecting them. Fend off the creatures and chase them away from peoples homes. At least there is slightly solider ground beneath their feet, but they must be careful not to fall to the jungle floor beneath.

Team Three

Many of the people here are not fighters and they need help to get somewhere safer. It's a tough journey through the forest, especially when they leave the bridges and platforms of the village behind. Children may need carried and climbing from one tree to another is difficult even with sturdy branches to walk along.

They must be careful to stay in the trees, avoid getting too close to the forest floor but do not get too high, lest they attract the creatures.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

- fight club -
The Bull had heard more than one person complaining about the lack of equipment in the gym, and sure, there weren’t many proper weapons or training poles, but there was a lot a guy could use his imagination with, and get a good hit in regardless. The massive, one-eyed horned man was presently testing the balance on a big, two-handed training pole, bamboo by the look of it, squaring off against a training dummy, going easy as far as the actual contact was concerned, but he’s been going at it a while, if the sheen of sweat across his bare and deeply scarred shoulders is any indication.

Fighting kept his head clear. Being trapped on this train made him twitchy and that wasn’t safe for anybody else on board. It didn’t help there was demons, talking magic glass on the walls of every car…oh, and they were somewhere between where anything real should actually exist. It made a guy’s horns itch, and that meant hitting something.

He grins when somebody else approaches, though. Getting hit back’s even better. “Hey, you want to go a couple rounds?” He would hold back, of course. This was about nervous energy, not damage. “Gotta keep sharp, right?”

- jungle heights – team two
You know where a big ass Qunari didn’t belong? Swinging through the trees. He was glad to stand with the villagers and keep them safe from the trash trying to run off with them for a snack. Protecting civilians, putting his massive bulk in the way of gnashing jaws and swiping claws? This was what the Iron Bull lived for, it was even how he’d chosen his nickname, and he put that namesake to effective use now. A skillfully thrown handaxe knocked one beast from a railing as it was climbing up, and then he was in front of a cowering shopkeeper, a massive, two handed, sword, leading the way.

He grinned savagely. “Anybody wanna take bets on how many pieces we can cut them into before they hit the ground?”

Catarina had been in the gym car for a while. But for some reason, instead of practicing with any sort of real weapon, her entire time had been spent practicing.... throwing a tiny rolled up piece of paper. She was practicing diligently, though, so obviously whatever it was she was doing it must be of some importance... right?

She had just about wrapped up when an off-throw sent her paper over towards where that big bull guy (man, non-humans! talk about a setting change!) had been practicing. And when he addresses her, Catarina grins in response.

"You want to go up against me? Sure! I do have to warn you though, I'm pretty good. You won't be able to go easy on me!" That confidence is completely unwarranted. Please go easy on her.

A couple of decades training to be a spy when you look like he does gives you some skill in reading what people don't tell you, and the Bull grins at the girl who so passionately accepts his challenge.

"Yeah, okay. How about you go easy on me, though? I can't stand papercuts."

Test Drive Meme 012

The Iron Bull | Dragon Age (OU)

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