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Test Drive Meme 003

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!

What to do on a train.

The problem with trains is you are unable to get off them. Whilst hurtling through an ever changing void that’s probably a good thing all told but it can lead to boredom. Or at least it does if you don’t think creatively enough!

What can you do in a standard coach? Well the obvious, most practical use is a comfy place to sit, in relative solitude as long as no one sits too close. Read a book if you’ve the points to buy one, or write in your journal.

But thinking outside the box a standard coach is also a pretty good climbing course, up and down over the rows of seats, there’s even gaps under the seats if you want to add to the challenge. Or you could just play the floor is lava.

Escorting Dralite

Dralite: Small, bat like creatures. As chicks they are about the size of a beach ball, however it soon becomes apparent that they are predominantly made of wings. Unfurled the creature is tiny with massive wings, spanning a meter long each. It is obvious why they need an escort, they cannot yet fly and their movement is severely hampered by their disproportionate wing size. They will happily cling to any friendly creatures.

Adult dralite are about the size of a sheep with large wings and large claws. They are teritorial but not overtly hostile unless provoked.

Dralite have a screech that will floor most creatures, knocking them down disoriented. As chicks their screech will stun, giving them time to escape from danger.

This world has a sizable colony and a group of humans who preserve and look after the huge dralite nests. However it seems like a group of chicks have gone missing, poachers are suspected, probably planning on selling the chicks off world.

Team One Is to track down the missing dralite. There are clues, footprints, other tracks and rumours of an unauthorised camp of humans in the area. Follow the tracks, check out the camp, see if you can find who took the dralite chicks and where they are being kept.

Team Two Is to rescue the chicks by any means necessary. Be that sneaking in and stealing them back or bursting in to challenge the poachers and put an end to their operation once and for all.

Team Three The remaining chicks still need looked after, especially with many of the volunteers helping hunt down the missing ones. They are needy creatures that cannot mover very far on their own so rely on clinging to other species to get around. You might just find yourself with a new dralite hat or cloak clinging to you, trying to get comfy. They shriek whenever they are afraid or don’t get their way and are likely to wrap their wings around your head if things get too scary. Good luck!

Around the Campfire

Once the chicks are back safe and sound it is time for a celebration. A huge BBQ and campfire is set up for a tasty feast. Just remember to share the meat with your new dralite friends or they will get sad and sulky and that could lead to trouble.

There’s lots of food and afterwards the dralite conservationists will tell stories around the fire, inviting the trekkers to do the same. Wanting to know of the different worlds they have been to, the adventures they’ve been on. Or if real life tale telling is not for you then they will settle for a good ghost story.

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[ At least he's switched to the pastry; life's short, eat dessert first, so why not? She eats one, so the other one's not poisoned, right? Probably? It's not the Auradon way anyway.

He still has a mouthful of it when he answers. ]

'The floor is lava' sounds more fun, honestly.

[ Evie's picking at the pastry, too, smiling some as Hook still dodges the question. She wasn't expecting an answer, anyway, and that was fine with her. He'd probably say something that bordered on creepy or just Extra and Evie wasn't really in the mood. She was tired. She was on another of the 'get the poachers' teams, and she had faint dralite bites and scratches on her hands, most of the scratches on her face and neck where one of the dralites really thought she was something to climb on. ]

It is. The last time I played, I was five. It was well before Maleficent banished my mom and I to our castle.

[ And then she disappeared for almost a decade, getting castle-schooled by The Evil Queen and coming out a girl who had to pretend to be stupid and whose only lifegoal was Get A Prince!

Thank God for getting of the Isle. Evie's self worth has skyrocketed because of it. ]

Be careful playing against Peter, though. He cheats.

[Tony had been close by when he'd spotted the young man's reaction to Evie coming up to him. It's what had initially gotten him moving toward the couple. Now that he was closer and could see Evie didn't appear to be in any danger, he needed an excuse to justify his presence. Or not, what did he care if some guy thought he was being over-protective?]

Hey! Evie..

[He looks at Harry, with a slight air of daring the boy to make a similar aggressive action at him.]

How did the mission go? Everything go alright?

Cheats, eh? Well that sounds interesting, at least. How would one--

[ And then the new guy enters the scene, and Harry's response isnt quite as obvious this time, but he does grip his hook tighter, ready to use it if needed as his attention shifts. The daring air doesnt bother him anyway, it's how he was raised, so he only grins, wide and bordering on unbalanced. ]

Well who do we have here. Friend of yours, Evie? Not much for manners, but then neither am I.

[ Evie's unphased at first, but she notices the way Harry's posture shifts. The way the hook moves subtly, a sign that he hasn't quite let go of it and is holding on. And she looks for all the world like a princess trying to refrain from sighing in annoyance and exasperation.

She's not doing so well with that. Not with the look she gives Harry. It's not unlike her mother's look of 'you fucked up', subtle as it was. But the Evil Queen was terrifying when she had a mind to be, and so was Evie.

Right now she had only half a mind to be terrifying, and this comes off as protective. And there's a desire to stop things from spiraling. So her hand reaches for Harry's arm, trying to keep him in check with a bit of physical contact. ]

Mr Stark, I'd like you to meet Harry Hook. He's from my universe. We grew up on the Isle of the Lost.

[ That bad place where the king and queen of everything stuffed every villain ever in the hopes that this'd keep the good people safe. ]

Harry, Mr Stark is a friend of mine.

[ Unsaid: And if he's hurt in any way, she's coming for you first, Harry. ]

[Tony and Evie hadn't spent a lot of time together yet. They'd had one pleasant conversation when she'd first arrived and since had the polite, but friendly passes in the hall and during meals. However, even if he didn't know her too well, he was looking out for her- like everyone on the train.

Well.. he hadn't met this boy before now and he wasn't in a hurry to add him to the 'must protect' pile yet.]

No, Harry. I'm not so concerned with manners. I usually have better things to do with my time and energy, like protecting the young adults on this train whenever someone shows aggression towards them.

[Isle of the Lost? That sounded like the land of misfit toys from Rudolph. Anyway, he looks to Evie, as she was the one he was there for.]

You sure he's a friend?

Aggression. That what you saw there, big man?

[ The Scottish brogue only deepens as his annoyance at the situation grows, but the hand on his arm keeps him from threatening any more effectively. Fine. No hooking Evie's friends, although he does shoot her a frustrated look. ]

We saved the world together. Don't need to try to protect her from me, cute as it is.

[ Evie wants to explain to Tony what he saw. That it's deeply ingrained in a Vk's nature to treat everyone as a possible threat, even while smiling in their face. Who knew what the other person wanted? And strangers? People they didn't know? It was so much worse. Evie's here to keep things from escalating, knowing full well that Harry was being completely ridiculous. But she couldn't explain that to him, either. He had to come to his own conclusions about Mr Stark. ]

We're fine. I promise.

[ She has to hope it is, at least. Her hand stays on Harry's arm for a moment, probably a beat longer than necessary, before she brings it back to her own lap and folds her hands together. ]

You asked about my mission. I wanted to thank you, Mr Stark, for letting me use space in your work room to make smoke-bombs and sleep-bombs. They came in handy.

[ That might be a small hint of her old Isle Girl smile, there, and she's ignoring the dralite bites and scratches on her skin. Don't worry; she's already taken care of them and applied antibiotics. ]

If I mixed the latter right, and I know I did, the poachers are still passed out, dreaming of whatever it is poachers dream of.

Edited 2019-08-24 19:14 (UTC)

Why? What was I supposed to see, boy?

[Tony was definitely not helping. However, some of the steel in his posture relax when Evie again assures him she was fine.

That was really the point of this, after all. Keeping people he cared about safe. He gives her a smile at her appreciation.]

You're quite welcome. That was an excellent strategy, Evie. If we ever do it again though, I have some tweaks on the recipe we used. I think it would be a little smaller circumference but more potent.

[ Harry only bristles further at the barb; he's a villain and all the rest, not beholden to the stupid rules Evie decided to follow. Hell, technically he doesn't really need to hold back now, but it's out of deference to their teamwork in the past that he holds out for now.

He sneers at Tony all the same, pointing his hook at him threateningly and standing up from his casual perch. No steps closer just yet, only more posturing, although every line of him telegraphs that he absolutely wants a fight. ]

Well if you want real aggression, I'd be only too happy to oblige, old man. Give you a good hooking.

Oh, my Fairy Godmother.

[ It's not said under her breath, it's said loudly And Evie isn't exactly the type to get loud when she's upset. But right now, she's furious. All signs of the poised princess she was a moment ago are gone. Now it's almost full bore Isle Girl. A very aggravated isle girl.

Putting herself between Mr Stark and Harry, it's Harry she chooses to glare at first. Her eyes look right into his, one finger pointed right at him while her other hand sits on her waist. This is not the Evie to be messed with. This is an Evie protecting what she cares about and that'd be both of these idiots right here. ]

Sit down, Harry. Put the hook away, and stop being ridiculous. Mr Stark doesn't know we know each other, nor does he know where we both come from. He knows nothing about that life. All he knows is you raised your hook when I approached. He was concerned for my safety.

[ And Mr STark, for as much as she respects the man, she's probably got a word for him, too. But this time, she sounds tired. ]

I need you to stop reacting to him. For me. Okay? Can you please do that?

[ And she turns to look at Harry, the same tired look on her face. ]

You, too. This is not the time or place. There isn't a time or place for it, most assuredly not here.

Edited 2019-08-24 20:02 (UTC)

[It was likely for the best that Evie chose that moment to step in. Tony's expression of condescending and amusement at Harry's bluster wouldn't have led anywhere good. He had plenty of smart comebacks for that offer to fight, but they were all spared from hearing any of them.

He takes a step back when Evie erupts. It was more to give her room than due to him feeling any intimidation from her or her anger. However, he could concede that getting into a brawl with some dumb kid wasn't a good idea.

Also, who uses a hook as a weapon? Hasn't the boy ever heard of a knife?

When Evie begs him to behave he gives Harry a hard look before nodding his head in agreement. Yes he wouldn't provoke the idiot any further. Tony had nothing to prove anyway.]

Fine.

[ Harry huffs and scowls, but it doesn't last long, not with the way Evie shouts and takes control of the situation. It buttons his lip pretty darn effectively, causing him to sit right back down and drop his hook arm, watching her like she's the most interesting thing he's seen all day, although he spares a moment to glare at Tony pointedly. ]

Fine.

But for the record, big boy, I wasn't going to hurt her. You don't sneak up on Isle folks, it's not smart if you want your guts in the right place, but she's...something like a friend. I guess.

Edited 2019-08-24 20:43 (UTC)

[ Once Harry's sitting again, Evie reaches over and puts her hand on his shoulder. She's not aware she's doing that, but for her it's a way of showing approval. A silent thank you, if you will. At being called something of a friend, there's a faint twitch of a smile as she watches Harry. Like she's proud of him.

Which she is. Tell no one. Hoping the situation is diffused, she turns to look at Tony. ]

We grew up on what is essentially a prison island. Through no faults of our own, save for that we were born there to our world's worst. My mother tried to poison a girl she was jealous of and sent a hunter to kill her, so she got locked away on that island. It's called the Isle of the Lost and for some of us...

[ Harry. She means Harry. ] It's all we know.

[Tony's eyes snap from Evie to Harry, with a bit of a glare at being called 'big boy'. However, he doesn't say anything and instead, he listens as Evie explains their situation more. Eyeing the way the young man is dressed and presenting himself, it was understandable now that he had this contexts. He takes a moment to consider that before addressing Evie again.]

I see.

[With a nod to her, he looks to Harry again.]

While it's understandable you'd be on guard, it's my job on this train to keep anyone and everyone safe. While I was wrong that you meant any harm to Evie, please keep in mind we have quite a few little kids on board who might not know to be cautious when approaching you or who might find your hook too curious to resist. So do be careful.

[ The hand returns, on his shoulder this time, and he looks up at her quizzically but for once doesn't have a smart comment, not with her words and less so after what comes out of Tony's mouth. No, it's just weird, and unsettling, and he doesn't really know what to say to it. ]

Their parents didnt teach them about sharp things? Bit of an oversight. But fine.

[ Evie pulls her hand away, sitting down beside Harry on the log again and smiling at Mr Stark. She's glad he finally has enough to understand Harry's behaviors with, and she's glad Harry's settled down enough. Mr Stark means them no harm, much like Harry meant herself no harm. And he called her his friend. Sort of.

She'll take it. She looks at Harry and nods her agreement. ]

But then...what our parents taught us about sharp things might be frowned upon here. Just a bit.

But, I'm sure the kids will listen if you explain it's not to be touched or bothered.

They won't. Trust me. Kids are idiots. Evie, haven't you met Peter yet?

[He was right there with Harry thinking it was stupid kids weren't better trained for things that could hurt them. However, he was coming to learn there were a lot of lessons he took for granted as common knowledge and child rearing.]

So tell them, but also keep an eye out.

I'm not saying I'd teach them LIKE we were taught. ...probably.

[ Jury is still out, honestly. Kids can be little shits. ]

But fine. Mister Stark.

[ He can't help the patronizing tone or insincere smile, but he's trying? Kind of? ]

Definitely not.

[ No small child needs to know exactly how to run someone through. Or steal purses with it. Or any of the other cruddy things they’ve learned.

The mildly patronizing tone gets a gentle elbow to Harry’s ribs and a small frown on her face, but she’s not saying or doing more past that. If that’s the worst he’s doing at the moment, she’s not gonna bother him too much about it. ]

[Tony rolls his eyes at the tone, but otherwise simply accepts the answer for what it was.]

Evie, Harry. Have a good evening. Let me know if you need anything.

[That last part was directed specifically to Evie. He does give Harry a bit of a nod, before walking away to check on other groups who had finished their tasks for the day.]

[ He pulls an exceptionally over-acted grimace at the jab in his ribs but doesn't react otherwise, only tips his invisible hat to Tony as he takes his leave. ]

Is he always like that?

[ Directed at Evie after Tony moves on. ]

[ The grimace gets a small smile from Evie, but that's about as much as she reacts. She watches Mr Stark leave, giving him a wave as he walks away and letting her hand drop into her lap. Turning to look Harry in the eyes for a moment, she considers his question and then shrugs a bit. ]

He has people he cares for on the train. I can understand his behavior, just like I can understand yours. I know where you're both coming from.

[ With that, Evie stands and stretches some, hiding a yawn in her hands and crossing her arms over her chest to stretch her shoulder muscles. ]

I'm going to head to bed. It's been a very wild day, and I have to help restock things on the train tomorrow before we leave. I'll see you in the morning, Harry.

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