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Test Drive Meme 001
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!
Void Trecking
The thing about being on a train hurtling through void space is there’s not much to see. Outside the window lies an endless void of kaleidoscope colours shifting and swirling. It’s probably best not to stare at it too long. Do so and you might start to imagine order in it. Shapes, places, even figures. But your eyes shift... Back to chaos. Probably best you do something else other than stare out the window. Or convince your fellow passengers that void watching leads to headaches!
Sport Balls
Were you the unlucky person to first open the cupboard? Or were you sensible and let someone else deal with the avalanche of balls first? Either way there are now many many balls for every ball game you can imagine? Play one? Make up a new one? Wonder why there is a gymnasium on a train at all?
Aubergine Adventures
In the store rooms among the general ingredients for the month there seem to be an overabundance of aubergines. Why? Who knows. Perhaps the world where they last restocked had many to give, perhaps they’ve just been overlooked and now nearing the time where the stores need restocked these are the only things left.
What can you do with an aubergine? Can you make a tasty meal for everyone on this train? Or do you cook just for yourself?
A Whole New World
New worlds aren’t all about missions, sometimes there is time to explore, take in the sights, immerse yourself in local culture.
For example this huge covered market. Filled with people from across the stars, sales pitches called out, all translated by your Safety Control Apparatus.
A woman with three extra cyber arms is trying to convince you of the newest technology. “Just plugs right into the ports in your forehead, any information you need downloaded instantly. Never be stuck for an answer again!”
Or what about this stall selling strange gelatinous cubes in every colour you could ever imagine? Get haggling, avoid being dragged into strange stalls by over zealous trades people. Or actually try and get the lay of the land for the forthcoming mission.
Mission Time
You’ve arrived on a world with purple sheep. Everything else about it seems almost like earth, if that’s where you are from. But the sheep are definitely purple and these specific ones have escaped their pen and scattered across the fields.
To make it worse there are wolves about. The farmer has asked for your help!
Team One is to fend off the wolves, the farmer has some axes lying around but your best bet is to scare them off with burning torches.
Team Two is to play sheep-dog. Round up the sheep and lead them back to safety.
Team Three is to repair the pen, or this is going to happen all over again!
Pick a team, go wild!
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[Buffy knew she was probably not helping matters with words, but where she lacked in comforting words she was attempting to make it up by offering Gwen a gentle hand in help to the nearest seat, if allowed. Far away from the window.
Tempted as Buffy was to look for any hints as to where they were, or where they were going, or what they were doing besides literally traveling through a void in space, she managed enough self restraint to keep from doing so. Gut instinct telling her it was a bad idea won over curiosity. And clearly it was right by the way Gwen looked.]
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Yeah, that's about how I feel. Like I ate too much and then went on a roller coaster. Not the smartest of ideas, been there and done that.
[ Pushing her hair out of her eyes, eyebrow jewelry catching the night for a moment as her hand runs over the freshly done side-shave, she closes her eyes and sighs. ]
This train is a hot mess. I hate it.
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[Buffy started, looking around momentarily for anything off, force of habit, before plopping on the seat besides Gwen once she knew the other girl was safely settled. With her knees drawn up against her chest, feet firmly planted on top of the cushion, Buffy turned to face the other girl, returning the smile and letting it linger long enough until Gwen recovered.
She'd walked through, what felt like a gazillion rooms of the same variety. Trying to talk to anyone who might know more than she did about what this train to bizarro world was, and Gwen was the first she felt comfortable with right off the bat.]
So, hot mess rider number - let's say eighty-nine because I'm pretty sure that's how many people I ran into on my way here, do you have a name? I'm Buffy.
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[ She finally props her elbows on the table surface and her head in her hands, turning to look at the girl with an amused grin. Looking less green around the gills, Gwen feels okay enough to introduce herself. ]
Pleasure to meet you, Buffy. I'm Gwen Stacy.
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[She isn't saying Earth. Mostly because she's sure a number of people, or beings rather, on the train ride to hell aren't from Earth. And Buffy has zero intention on offending anyone before she can make sense out of this.]
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[ Everyone's going to find out who she is, and she's trusting everyone on the train so far. Her Spidey Sense isn't telling her to not trust Buffy. ]
I'm kind of...something of a super hero back home? And there are a lot of really weird bad guys where I'm from. So, yeah. Really used to the weird and unsettling and dangerous.
But a train flying through the Void? Kinda new and I don't like it.