voidtreckerooc | Test Drive Meme 001

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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!

Threaded | Flat

[ Void Trecking ]

....Nn.

[ Hurtling on a train through the puniverse where all amenities are self-service, hm? Hardly how Shikyoin Hibiki prefers to spend her time. Still, for the chance to spread the knowledge of her radiance throughout primensions, she shall shoulder this burden...

...Except. Her attempts to brood nobly while staring at her own reflection in the window (it is, you see, the only thing worth looking at on this train) have been thwarted by that....that....kaleidoscopic miasma serving as backdrop! The harder she tries to focus upon her own visage, the worse her head pounds. Her eyebrows twitch. Her jaw clenches.

She can bear this no more! ]

Rgh!

[ Getting up, Hibiki stalks down the corridor. This carriage is DISPLEASING! She is RETIRING SOMEWHERE MORE TRANQUIL!

And she DOES NOT CARE SHE JUST SHOVED PAST YOU, SAVE TO EXPERIENCE INDIGNATION YOU DARED BLOCK HER PATH! ]

[ A Whole New World ]

What....is this glutinous substance?!

[ Finally freed from the constraints of a train she considers sorely lacking in high-class amenities, Hibiki had cornered a local and ordered they bring her this primension's ultimate delicacy. What she has been handed, however....looks like gelatin.

Puce gelatin.

She shoves the bowl at her nearest fellow traveler, to get it out of her hands. ] Such an uninviting color and texture - whoever would consume such a thing?! I demand to speak to the chef!

[ If you try it, though, it's actually pretty good... ]

[ Mission Time ]

Mm. This, truly, is as a puniverse should be.

[ Hibiki's latest attempt at browbeating hapless NPCs has yielded a cup of what is, apparently, acceptable tea. She sits on a stump upon which she's had them spread a small cloth, sipping her tea and watching the purple sheep frolic. ]

The surroundings are disappointingly rustic, but - ah, well. The fauna's hue pleases me.

[ Sip. Completely apathetic to the fact that her teammates...might be expecting something of her. ]

Remaining here is best.

[ Void Trecking ]

She stared out the window at the wild kaleidoscope of colors. She had a headache, yes, but she had somehow not actually deciphered the exact reason for it. So she just kept staring, wincing every so often at the pain in her head.

[ Sports Ball ]

As soon as Lucia opened the cabinet she was met with a deluge of balls. She barely had time to let out a frantic shriek before she was buried.

She flailed out from underneath the balls. A badminton birdie was tangled in her hair. She picked up a soccer ball and looked down at it in confusion. "What is this odd device?" she wondered.

[ A Whole New World ]

Anyone who's seen Lucia around on the train would immediately notice that she wasn't dressed in her usual ostentatious red gown. Somehow, the salespeople of this world had dragged her into their shops and stalls and talked her into buying whatever ridiculous clothing and jewelry they had for sale. Her arms were laden with shopping bags and she looked utterly lost.

Edited 2019-06-10 05:29 (UTC)

Void Trecking

There has to be something in all that chaos. This little girl can often be found with her nose to a window, staring into the multicoloured landscape. No landmarks, no knowledge of where she was except this was not her city, not even her world anymore.

It frightened and angered her equally though she figured if she ignored the fear it would go away and stop bothering her. She couldn't be afraid, not even her alone on this stupid train. "There has to be being something out there..." It couldn't just be nothing. Every now again she thought she saw... But then it was gone.

A Whole New World

The market was at least familiar territory, even if everything about it was different to what she knew. Weird colourful cubes? People with extra arms? All strange and unusual but she knows how markets work and smart children know how to negotiate their way round one without getting caught. Or at least she thinks so...

This child doesn't come from a world with surveillance technology, which is why she is currently running through one of the narrower walkways, a fist full of strange gelatinous cubes, a man running behind her angrily. Her eyes dart one way and then another, looking for somewhere to hide.

Mission Time

"Be coming here you stupid sheep." She hates sheep. They are stupid dull creatures who don't understand that wandering away from their pen is going to get them eaten by wolves!

"Shoo." She waved her arms at it, trying to make it turn around back to where it belonged. It ignored her, being a sheep. "Be moving!"

Urgh. Now it was going in the totally opposite direction. The girl marched over and tried to push it, trying to move it around. She's rather small though and the sheep is stubborn.

"If you do be getting eaten by a wolf it will be being your own stupid fault."

[ooc: Please just say if you want me to drop her dialect!]

Edited 2019-06-10 20:48 (UTC)

Voidtrecking

It was bad enough to have been stolen from his world, taken away just as they were on a path to bring peace. For the first time in his life Suzaku had been able to see the end goal, the peaceful world they sought to bring. Now he was here and long stretches of time with very little to do where not good when his mind was filled with worries and regrets.

He could often be found staring out of the windows, though it was rare he even saw the multicoloured void outside as lost in his thoughts as he was.

He cuts a stern figure, unsmiling staring into the void.

Sports Balls

Suzaku is someone who is used to being active and even if ball games aren't something he played a lot at before he ended up here, now they are the only thing availible he can be found in the gym a lot.

He mostly just runs around, sometimes shooting balls through the basket ball hoops at either end. Another person entering will get a polite nod though, if not a smile.

"My apologies, did you want to use the gym?"

[ Mission Time - Team One ]

[ so 'scaring monsters away' is absolutely in her skillset and, hey, these wolves aren't too strong on their own, especially when there's a bunch of people distracting half the pack with torches, but she'd admittedly be done by now if they weren't so delicious. Violence done with, she's sat in a messy pile of canine limbs and fur, stuffing parts into her waiting fanged maw with unnerving speed. If she pauses now and then, it's only to shiver with delight and savour a particularly good bite.

Should she be helping with the rest? No way, they've got it handled. Slurp. ]

[ Aubergine Adventures ]

[ Pink, having no need for food, easily forgot that humans did need food when she got swept up by just how silly these little purple things looked sitting there in the pantries.

There was a few of these aubergines in her arms, and she was hurrying from the dining car excitedly. The first poor soul to run into Pink as she bounced out would be faced with a hundred questions from an excitable, and broadly smiling gem.]

Hi! I found these in the dining car! What are they? What do you do with them? Where do you normally get them from!

[ A Whole New World ]

[ Stepping off of the train always came with a mixture of anxiety and excitement. One the one hand, she was finally able to see new places, experience new things and explore! But on the other, she worried someone just might recognize her as a gem. Or what's more, recognize her as Pink Diamond, and from there, it was only a hop, skip, and a jump before Blue, Yellow, or White were on her again with lectures and disappointment.

She'd linger at the station, peeking out into the light and watching the crowd shuffle by, all on their way to the market where delightful scents and sounds were coming from.

Pink wanted to go--she gripped the railings tightly--if only she had a little push. ]

Ohhh..

[ Mission Time ]

[ Sheep!!! Look how cute!!!

Despite her initial squeal of delight, she hadn't forgotten about the mission! Having a sixteen foot tall woman with the ability to create shields that could stand in for walls, turns out, really helped with the efforts of rounding the stubborn flock up.

She, however, was not at all taking this seriously, and treated it more like a game. Point in case, one of the sheep was sitting in her fluffy hair the entire time like some kind of matching fluffy accessory while everyone ran around. Pink was also spending the whole time laughing and giggling at those who had to chase the sheep around, but at least she was yelling which way they should try going. ]

That's it, you almost got it!

[ If someone approached her, Pink would point, coo, and giggle at one of the helpers trying to stalk down a wayward sheep. With one of the sheep still just. Chillin'. In her hair. ]

Edited (>:V DW STAHP LET ME USE ICONS.) 2019-06-12 06:11 (UTC)

[ Aubergine Adventures ]

Matter and energy. The two components of organic material.

[ If it’s possible to loom over an aubergine, Saint-Germain is doing just that in the dining car. She raises a hand, and a mystic symbol blossoms just past her palm. The aubergine glows, dissolves, begins to reform. ]

Reconstructing those components in a more perfect form is alchemy’s goal.

[ The light gives way to a loaf of bread. Saint-Germain picks it up, pulls off a piece. Chews. ]

...Dry.

[ A Whole New World ]

[ Saint-Germain has been cornered by the aggressive salesperson hawking brain mods. Rather than this bothering her, however, she seems intrigued. ]

I see. Lacking heretical technology, you pursue your ideals thus...

[ Yes, indeed they do! And that ideal can be yours as well, for the low price of only....

Someone may need to interfere. It’s hard to tell, since Saint-Germain refuses to emote. ]

[ Mission Time ]

[ Saint-Germain has been assigned to the team dealing with wolves. But, upon being offered an axe - ]

I don’t need it.

[ She points an arm, palm outward, at a nearby bush. A ball of light fires from her hand, smoking out a wolf that runs for cover. ]

As long as I have fists to raise in anger, oppressors’ fangs won’t sink into their prey.

[1: Stare at the void and...it gives you a migraine. ]

[ Gwen wasn't feeling too great, staring out into the void as it rushed past, but she was curious. She wanted to know what was out there. Shapes swirled and changed, colors flashed, but it wasn't enough to go on. Not enough information to give her any clue.

All it did was make her head hurt, and that headache led to nausea. Mild nausea, sure, but enough so that she leans down some, head below the window frame and eyes closed as she fought both headache and stomach-ache. ]

...ooof.

[ That's it. That's all the girl with bleach blonde hair can muster. Just a groan. When she hears someone enter the car she's in, she speaks to them without looking. ]

Don't...ugh...don't look outside too long. You'll get motion sick.

[2: SPORTS! ALL THE SPORTS...balls. ]

[ It wasn't Gwen that opened the cabinets. She didn't want to know what was in them just yet. What she wanted was to see if she knew anyone else on board, so she's taken to doing as much wandering as possible. Unfortunately, that means wandering into the train car with the cabinets. Seeing someone reach up for the latch, something in her head buzzes just slightly. Not a full on DANGER RUN MOVE GET AWAY, more a gentle 'this will be interesting'. ]

I wouldn't open ---

[ Too late. Whoever it is opened the cabinets and now there are tennis balls and golfballs and something that looks like a Quaffle bouncing around the cabin. Gwen has jumped backwards onto a crate, landing in a spider-like crouch and watching the balls roll around the floor, more of them falling out of the cabinet as the train rocks too and fro every so lightly. ]

Okay...well...let's start cleaning this up before someone gets hurt, I guess.

[ This may not be a mess she's responsible for, but she's certainly going to help fix it. It's just what she does. ]

Edited 2019-06-26 03:02 (UTC)

{ Sports ball! }

[ It would be him that made the mistake and did the thing to cause an avalanche of balls. Who puts that many balls in a cabinet anyway? How did they all fit in there? He lets out a short yelp as the balls start to cascade down and jumps to the side faster than humanly possible. He may not have been taken down by the avalanche but now there's balls everywhere rolling in every direction. ]

Aw man, now I have to clean all this up.

[ He sighs, mentally trying to keep up with just how many balls there are to keep track of. ]

{ A Whole New World~♪ }

[ Peter's all for these little excursions-they're fascinating and he gets to meet so many new and interesting people. He's off by one of the market stands talking to a merchant's selling something that looks suspiciously like jello cubes. Not the minds, he likes jello okay.However, he's just there to talk it seems as he's in the middle of an animated story about something as the merchant just smiles and nods. ]

Yeah-so I was like-hey man you can't be doing that-there's things called laws? Ever heard of them-so he freaked out because I guess he hadn't heard of laws? That was a joke by the way-anyways I stopped that guy and he's in jail now-so anything interesting happen around here?

{ Mission Time! }

[ The sheep seem to have all gotten themselves stuck in some kind of spiderweb and here's Peter, sitting on a fence post looking quite proud of himself. All in a day's work for your friendly neighborhood Spider-Man. ]

[ Except... ]

Aw man, really!?

[ He shouts in exasperation as he notices there's still three sheep out in the field. ]

Yeah, okay. You guys chill here, I'm gonna go get your friends-Oh my god! Don't eat that! Eat the grass!

[ Peter yelps as he sees one of the sheep chew experimentally on the webbing. ]

Edited 2019-06-26 03:42 (UTC)

Void Trecking

[On one hand, it's something for Eva to look at that isn't the pink pseudo-rabbit-like creature curled on her lap. Though her hand rests on its back, it seems it has small, vestigial wings. On the other hand, there's headaches and heartache every time she sees something familiar in the void.

Most headaches though, never mind resting her head against the window. Or the giant sigh when she looks out and catches sight of a face she knows.] Why can't you be here to say something witty?

Sport Balls
[It's not even Eva that opens cupboard. It's the now awake clefairy and there is, predictably, a bark of a yelp from the pokemon while Eva bolts over, eyes wide.] Princess- Really?

[So much deadpan on the 'really, even though Eva does groan.

But she is at least working on uncovering the stunned pokemon (who is returned to his pokeball in a burst of light) and then starts to gather up the balls.] Hey, lend a hand why don't you?

Mission Time

Chilling Wind!

[Were once the rabbit-like thing was cute and more or less lived on all fours, it now rears back on hind legs and lets loose with a sparkling icy breath. Dealing with wolves is so much easier when you have a pokemon that can potentially freeze them, or at least see them retreat.

It's not the best when she only has Princess with her, but it counts for something. While Princess is dealing with the wolves, Eva turns to the closest person.]

Get the mer-the sheep away!

[ 1: Kitchens.]

Just because she's not on the kitchen crew this month, doesn't mean Evie won't be in the kitchens to whip up an edible thing or two. On the last world they visited, Evie had time to design a dress for someone who owned a large grocery store. In exchange for said wedding dress, they gave the train extra supplies and at present, Evie's cooking fried chicken. There are spicy pieces, not spicy pieces. There's also mashed potatoes and gravy, roasted carrots and several pints of ice cream in varying flavors. There's a lot. Come help yourself.

Apparently, someone really liked the dress.

[ 2: The Gym. ]

Strangely enough, the device in this room didn't have information for how to play Tourney, but that made sense to the girl with the long, blue hair. It needed a much wider space. This train was too thin for them. Still, a few of the games caught her eye. Lacrosse sounded fun, football sounded borderline like Tourney, basketball sounded interesting.

She was busy reading through the list, one finger tapping information as she read, glancing over to the rack of sticks and supplies as she figured out which piece of equipment belonged to which game. This was all very fascinating to her. Very, very fascinating.

But which one to try to play first, she wonders? She's clearly curious and anyone that can help her learn something new would be much appreciated.

[A Whole New World]

Orrig's the type to be all business. Usually it was his task to keep his happy crew of idiots in line when on a mission--it isn't terribly different now, save for the fact that at least some of the train folk had something approaching sense. Unlike Brent or Lyra. So he could at least let them go off on their own and not worry that someone would be running to get him.

But now he was surrounded by smaller folk who kept demanding his time--or worse, his hard-earned coin, for frivolous things. Didn't they know he was on a mission?

"You move," he rumbled at the most recent shopkeep to try to get his attention. "I haff no time for dis."

[Mission Time]

There is only one team this orc could truly be on--hey, he even comes equipped with his own person-sized axe (well, if the person is small)! So he steps forward, eyes going fully black--not that they're easy to see under his bushy brows, normally--and lets out a growl that sends the weakest wolf packing, already.

"You get torch, come vith me," he says to the nearest person. "Ve send them back vith tails between legs!"

Aubergine Adventures

While not extraordinarily skilled at cooking, Bucciarati does know his way well enough around a kitchen. He also doesn't seem to be too bothered by the abundance of eggplants: there's a number of them that have been sliced and set aside, and his attention is focused on medium pot, while he leans against a wall, opposite the stove. From the smell of things, there's something tomatoey going on in that pot.

He also looks a touch bothered by his work, despite things seeming to be going just fine so far.

Mission Time

Bucciarati has been put with Team Three, which seems a touch out of place since he doesn't look like he has a handyman's bone in his body, but he's going fairly well at this, finding the broken pieces where applicable, and holding them together. Those of particularly strong wills will see a hovering blue and white man keeping close to him and punching the connection points. An open zipper briefly materializes before winding itself shut, restoring the broken fence post to its original state. The zippers linger for a bit after while the connection finishes, but fade within a few minutes. It's extremely unorthodox, to say the least - especially if one can't see his power, but it works!

[ void looks back ]

[ Peter isn't so keen on the space thing. Yes, they're contained, but a train in space is just such a WEIRD idea, and he's been in a different universe and met all kinds of different versions of himself. He peers through the window into the expanse, watching the not-patterns until they resolve and then don't and eventually getting bored with it. He retreats, noticing some other hapless idiot who's gotten distracted by it, and idly fires a ball of webbing somewhere above their head. ]

You keep at it your face is gonna stick that way.

[ herd mentality ]

[ They get planetside, and Peter only half listens to the instructions; it's a simple problem, he's already working out a solution. So he opts for the sheep, sorting out the odd wolf as they wander towards him with a spiderweb bet and string them up from the nearest tree. He's a bouncing mess of childish glee, spidey suit on all the way as he swings and flips his way across the field, slingshotting sheep towards safety and catching confused wolves with clever quips, or what he thinks are clever quips anyway. ]

Uh-uh, Fluffernutter, this way.

Edited (I wasn't done yettttt) 2019-07-05 23:38 (UTC)

[Void trekking across the universe...]

She'd been in space a few times. She'd been stuffed into the Darkforce dimension, once or twice, because Renee was pretty sure somewhere, someone'd decided she'd do just fine as a cosmic chew-toy. But she was pretty sure this took the cake. Looking out the window was like a bad LSD trip without the dubious act of taking the LSD first...

"Man, this sucks. And it's not even Monday yet."

[Mission time!]

It's a terrible accent, but what else is she supposed to do? It's easy enough to scare the wolves off by tossing kinetic knives at their feet--didn't expect that, now, did they? Renee snorted after the most recent lupine reject cowed into running away.

"Torchess? Ve don't need no steenking torchess."

Kind of boring, really. She glances over at the nearest person attending to their own part of the mission. "You sure you don't need a hand?"

Edited 2019-07-08 02:47 (UTC)

[ooc- Taken from season 5 or 6, angel civil war era]

Staring at the void

[As he stares out into the void, Cas tilts his head to the side with a slight frown to his lips. Squinting a little, he thinks he can almost make out shapes of people he knows in the colors. What exactly is he seeing? It wasn't hurting, but he can feel there's a pressure of some kind in his head. His vessel though seems to greatly dislike this feeling and reluctantly, he turns away.]

What is this place?

Balls gone wild!

[He's always been too curious for his own good. There's a door in a large carriage and he, of course, feels compelled to open it. His eyes widen as a hundred different kinds of sports balls come tumbling out. The force knocks him down, stunning him a moment.

With a wave of his hand, the balls start lifting off the ground and going back into the closet. Except one looks particularly strange on. It appeared to have wings and was actively trying to avoid being put back into the storage closet. Cas, brings that one closer so he can look at it more carefully. Sitting up, he keeps the snitch a few inches from his hand and face as it rotates slowly in midair. Whatever could this object be for?]

Edited 2019-07-08 17:12 (UTC)

[Void Trecking]
Danny was highly disappointed by the scenery. If he was going to be stuck on an interdimensional train thing, the least they could have was cool traveling through space effects. But an endless void?

Already seen one, thanks. And this one had even less landmarks than the Ghost Zone did.

"Well, this got boring fast. Anyone got a deck of cards?"

[Aubergine Adventure]
Danny pokes at the vegetable skeptically.

"Are we sure this is safe to eat?"

It looked safe, but it also looked weirdly like ghost food. And he'd rather not spend the rest of the day fighting ghost aubergine.

[Mission Time : Team 2]

After his third faceplant into the mud, Danny had come to the conclusion that sheepherding was definitely off his list of potential career paths. He scowls at the sheep that were once again wandering off in their own direction and contemplates whether using ghost powers would really be cheating at this point.

Edited 2019-07-10 18:41 (UTC)

Sport Balls
Conan had just been looking for a soccerball. That's it.

He wasn't expecting to get swept away by an avalanche of sports balls.

On the Train
Conan was bored.

Unfortunately for everyone, when he was bored he went looking for something to do. In this case, this meant inspecting every last corner of the train for anything suspicious.

A Whole New World

Dante stood out like a sore thumb, even without trying. He was tall, lanky, looked like he's only passingly familiar with a shower. (Don't worry. He bathes regularly. At least daily.) And has a general air of not a single fuck to give.

Except for alcohol. He has a lot of fucks to give about that and, after much haggling, he's actually carrying a crate or two around. It's his. He's not sharing. Go elsewhere. He's even drinking straight from a bottle of it as he goes. Whatever it is, the taste probably isn't horrible. The color of the liquid seems to shift from a dark amber to something greenish and Dante doesn't seem bothered.

Of course, he forgot to account for it being alcohol from another universe. It's actually pretty strong, even for the Nephilim and he eventually has to sit down. Hard. Right...next to the bench he was aiming for. At least the crates make it onto the bench.

"Holy shit," he says, grinning lazily and looking at the bottle in his hand. "Where has this been all my life?"

Someone, take the crates away and get his money back. This is gonna be bad, otherwise.

Team One: Fending off the wolves.

He has no plans to actually harm the wolves unless they try to harm him. And he's pulling out all the stops to keep them back. Every weapon he has makes an appearance in flashes of red or whitish blue. A scythe, a giant and terrifying looking axe, spinning bladed disks that return to his hands. And guns that never seem to run out of bullets.

But the wolves get the message, they stay back and people are able to herd the sheep into their pens.

He wouldn't say no to a little help, though. He's not the best at playing with others, but people can't let him have all the fun, can they?

Stare into the void:

"I wouldn't stare outside too long if I were you." This comes from a tall guy in a grey tank-top and black pants and boots that are untied, folded into one of the benches. Whoever built them, didn't take people as tall as him into consideration. But he looks comfortable and, sorry to whoever he's speaking to, but he's amused at their misfortune.

"Unless you're trying to make yourself sick. Then, all you have to do is eat whatever this months team made in the kitchen. I don't think any of them have a clue how a kitchen works."

This coming from the dipshit who lives off of pizza.

Edited 2019-07-12 00:05 (UTC)

Threaded | Flat

Hibiki Shikyoin ♔ PriPara ♔ claiming the first top-level for REVOLUTION

Lucia ☾ Lunar: Eternal Blue

Little One | OC

Suzaku Kururugi | Code Geass

nameless spider | so i'm a spider, so what? (light novel)

Pink Diamond | Steven Universe

Saint-Germain | Senki Zesshou Symphogear

Gwen Stacy: Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse - OTA

Peter Parker | MCU

Eva (Leaf) | Pokemon AU

Evie - Descendants 2 - OTA - choose your own chaos

Orrig Yulfmarr | Daughter of the Lilies

Bruno Bucciarati | Jojo's Bizarre Adventure