voidtreckerooc | Test Drive Meme 001

Welcome to our first 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!

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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[He shifts his gaze from the void to the woman speaking. His eyebrows rise sharply seeing her and he takes a step back, before he squints, looking more closely.]

You are not Amara. You are human. Who are you?

[Those weren't questions, just statements, as if he was sorting through information and sharing the facts he'd come up with so far.]

Why are we in the abyss?

Who's Amara? I'm Renee Corbin. [Though the 'human' part gets both a raised eyebrow and a small smile. That was...nice, when you got rocks tossed at you and called 'mutie' a lot.]

Uhhh. [That was smooth. Renee made a face at that.] It's not actually the abyss, I was just quoting Nietzsche. I'm not sure what that is outside. I've been to the Darkforce Dimension, and that's not it. [Nor did it seem a whole lot like Limbo either.]

[It was reassuring she wasn't the Darkness, but it leaves him a little rattled just how similar the two women look in appearance. Perhaps this was a woman who had not been taken as a vessel in another universe.

His expression returns to the one he had before he looked at her, almost stoic and neutral. It shifts briefly into an ever so slight frown as sh uses a term he doesn't understand.]

Who is Nietzsche?

[He looks outside when she indicates it, and his frown grows.]

Is Darkforce and Abyss what you call the Veil? Not Heaven, not Hell, not Earth?

[Her brows furrowed at that question. She'd barely taken college classes, but that was like...philosophy 101!]

Uh, he was a German philosopher. Well, that's what he was mostly famous for, he did other things too. Composed, wrote poetry, stuff like that, but I was quoting him.

[Renee shook her head then] The only 'veil' I know about covers the head. Darkforce is a dimension, one of my brothers could teleport there. It's also like...darkness, too. I've been told it's magic, too, I guess. [She was really unclear on the concept of it, to be honest.] The Abyss...is kind of like Hell, not that I've been to either place that I know of...why do you ask?

{His eyebrows rise subtly when she responds. Oh. A reference he should've actually known for a change. He was just so used to the Winchesters using terms that he would know in one context, but definitely not the one they were using.]

My mistake. I was expecting a human in this age to be using the name differently. I'm familiar with the philosopher. He was a very peculiar man with a horrid mustache. He used to frighten women with it. I could never figure out if that was on purpose or not.

[He thinks for a moment.]

I have been to Hell and it's unpleasant. This does not seem like Hell. As far as I know the Abyss is usually a term used for Hell, but in this situation it could've been used for the Veil. It's the land of the reapers where souls go if they get trapped before entering Hell or Heaven.

Probably on purpose. Like a little boy with way too much time on his hands. [It wasn't as if the man hadn't had plenty of hobbies and a facile mind, and still managed to mess around like he was years younger.]

You mean like Purgatory? Or was that something humans made up? [Since by now, Renee's cottoned to the fact that, all appearances aside, this guy was probably not. Human, that is.]

When did you meet him?

[He was curious since it sounded like she was very familiar with him.]

No, Purgatory is quite real. It's where the souls of monsters go. We haven't found it yet, but I know it's out there.

Uh. I didn't. I learned about him in my philosophy class... [Did she look old enough to know Nietzsche? That's an uncomfortable thought, and Renee can't help but make a face.]

Oh. Really? I guess...do they get reformed there or something? Rehabilitated? I guess that's not as bad as it could be then...if they do.

[If not, that could be pretty damn bad, yeah...]

Oh. That makes more sense.

[Humans didn't live that long unless they were using some nefarious means. He did wonder then why she wasn't surprised that he'd met the man. Could she tell what he was? Most humans couldn't.]

Reforming? No. They live in a perpetual state of killing each other and being respawned elsewhere in the realm. It's a horrid existance and as far as I'm aware, they don't learn anything except how to hunt the other monsters better.

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[Renee had her hunches that he wasn't human, yeah. But what he actually was? Not a clue. Either she'd find out someday, or she wouldn't. Either way.]

Oh. I guess that's like throwing someone like Samhain in the Vault. He just figures out new tricks, gets out, and then we have to go after him and kick his ass again. That's kind of a bummer. And I mean a villain who calls himself Samhain, not the pagan holiday. [After some of the things this guy has said, Renee figures she had better clarify.]

[It was smart to clarify as his eyes narrow at the mention of Samhain. It lessens a bit as she explains it's not actually the pagan god she's referring to. That kind of knowledge though..]

Are you a hunter? Do you fight monsters like Samhain?

A hunter? Uh...no, I mean. I guess by the definition, but probably not the way you're thinking about it. [That was perfectly honest, at least.]

I do fight monsters like Samhain, though, yeah. Not because I'm a hunter, but because I'm a mutant. I have something extra in my genetic code that gives me powers, and so I'm tougher than your average 19-year-old. Among other things.

[Though she kind of bites her lower lip, because Renee feels like she ought to maybe be yelling something about 'teenagers with attitude' or some other dorky shtick.]

[A mutation wasn't quite the same as being a monster, he thought. He wasn't entirely sure how the brothers would classify her. If she were a monster and wasn't fight other monsters, then did it matter if she was a monster? She was still doing good. This was going to take some heavy thought.]

Gives you what kind of powers?

[He frowns and looks completely lost at something.]

Why would you want to yell 'teenagers with attitude'?

[And no, she hadn't said that aloud.]

Stronger and tougher than a normal human. I can fly. Um. [It's kind of embarrassing, actually, because she hasn't been put on the spot like that in a while...] Um. It's a lot of kinetic energy manipulation stuff, for the most part.

[Which, at the moment, is the best she can do to explain it. At his next question, she gives him a startled look, and furrows her brows.]

If you can pick that out of my brain, why are you asking me questions? Or was I just thinking that really loud? It's a Power Rangers reference, though. It was a TV show when I was a kid. [Well, still is, it's just in a different season with a different theme now...]

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