Test Drive Meme 012

[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!

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.

Comments

[agathokakological]

Crowley watched the hand gesture, such an interesting thing. It could have been taken to mean anything, and in this context Crowley took it to mean 'That's why I'm contemplating my own death in a tree.' Of course, whether that's what Nico had meant or not was another story.

"You can't be any help to anyone like this." he insisted, moving forward. Crowley extended an arm, not for a shake, but to help the other man off of whatever deathtrap he had found himself on and onto a more secure path. "They should have put you in some kind of harness system." he muttered, thinking of the obstacle course he'd seen in Battersea Park; which in retrospect, was really nothing like this but the only point of reference he'd had.

[dreamsofpeace]

"Okay, point." He couldn't help anyone if he was too terrified to do anything. He'd been hoping that the fact people were in need of help would override his fear of heights but...here he was.

Eyeing Crowley warily for a moment, Nico reluctantly let go of the tree altogether in favor of grabbing onto Crowley's arm to get himself back on solid, er, path. He only wished it was solid ground. "Thanks." It would have taken him a lot longer to get anywhere on his own.

"I wish I had a harness. Maybe a bungee cord." Or just the ability to fly, like his...best friend? Boyfriend? Ex? He wasn't sure what they were right now. He just wished he didn't have to worry about plummeting to his death.

[agathokakological]

Crowley lets go once Nico seems settled, grounded is not the right word, and shoves his hands into his own pockets, face scrunching as he thinks for a moment.

"Could probably help with that..." he muses, looking above him and around at the various branches for something more secure to stick out to him, "But I'm not sure where you'd fasten it."

Crowley supposed he could fly up higher to scout a spot to secure a line, but whether or not it would be worth it was another question entirely. Carrying Niko himself wasn't considered... Crowley wasn't sure being someone's personal parachute would do wonders for his image. Perhaps if things got desperate enough.

[dreamsofpeace]

"Nah, I've got this, I've just. I've gotta pull myself together." He couldn't just stop himself from being afraid of heights, though. "I can do this." If he said it outloud, maybe he would start believing it. He didn't think exposing himself to heights, like he was now, was going to do anything to help, but if he could get through this...that was the important part.

"People need help. I can help. So I just-" he made another vague gesture. If he could avoid falling, he had nothing to worry about.

Taking a deep breath, he straightened up. "If I do die though, uh...don't tell anyone I was hugging trees."

[agathokakological]

"Wouldn't dream of it." he mutters, beginning to move along the path. He assumes Nico will follow, there being no other real path for him to go down. "And don't go telling anyone I was helpful. People will start expecting things of me. We can't have that."

Sighing, he pushed past a group of rather green branches, fighting slightly with them as he moved through. Crowley was clearly not built for this task either, but is somehow managing, likely due to his use of minor miracles when he gets stuck.

"Do we at least know what direction we should be headed in?" he asks, looking over his shoulder.

[dreamsofpeace]

"Oh, right. Because you've got...a reputation to uphold." Or something. Seriously, who didn't want to be known as helpful? It was a good thing, after all.

And he did indeed follow after Crowley, cautiously and all while trying his best not to look down again, even when he had to duck under branches.

"Um...that's...actually I got kind of turned around while I was...composing myself back there." When he'd been hugging a tree, he meant. "Look for monsters, I guess?"