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VoidTrecker Express Mods ([personal profile] voidtreckermods) wrote in [community profile] voidtreckerooc2020-08-17 07:45 am
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Test Drive Meme 015

Welcome to the Test Drive Meme! Here is the place to see how your character might fit the setting, grab samples and have fun!

1. Post with your character, including their name and series in the subject. We’ve written out some prompts but feel free to make up your own, you have a whole train to play with!

2. Assume they've been around long enough for threads to jump right into the action.

3. Have lots of fun. Mandatory, mod-sanctioned fun.

Happy testing!

A Quiet Place


A double carriage with a staircase at each end, the quiet coach has five booths on each floor. With frosted glass doors, locks on the inside, and a pair of comfy benches each, they’re luxuriously private on a train that’s anything but. There are no ICP screens, and each booth is completely soundproof.



Granted, two of the rooms downstairs have been merged in an act of vandalism and are now a workshop-slash-forge, but that has its own attraction. Plenty of things to mess with, plenty of boxes of scraps. The main tinkerer’s not home. Hey, isn’t that a welding torch?



No? Well, you were early enough to snag a room for yourself. Perhaps you’re not alone, or you’re expecting company. Or maybe you forgot to lock the door, and now someone’s in here with you. Awkward.

Too Many Cooks


Once a single room, the kitchen now sprawls over two floors. Banks of industrial electric ovens, a long, steel countertop facing them. Cupboards full of oven trays and pans, racks of implements and appliances. On the first floor, sinks and modern appliances, and cupboards full of crockery.



This month, the month of Harrow, the recipes are centred around chocolate. Chicken Mole, chocolate ravioli, cocoa chilli… it may begin to taste a little sickly sweet after the first week. Fortunately, there’s plenty of room for experimentation as people start to beg for other meals. And a lot of chocolate going spare.



And when the preparation is finished, and the meals have been sent over to the dining carriage… there are stacks, and stacks, and stacks of plates. Pots. Cutlery. And no dishwashers.



Well, no, that’s not strictly true. You’re there.

Allegorical Devices and Other Foes


The world of Torcera, designation #450720816. With a civilisation level roughly equivalent to the medieval ages, the train has deposited its Voidtreckers in a castle town, in which several kingdoms have assembled for an annual tournament. Banners fly from every roof, chattering squires and servants tug mounts this way and that. Some resemble horses with trailing antlers and four lidded eyes, others great flightless birds, and a third popular choice is a species of lanky winged dogs, albeit for the sake of fairness their wings are strapped loosely to their saddles. As a world ignorant of Void travel, you have all been given access to the dressing car’s voluminous stores. Dresses, chainmail, jerkins, or even a few suits of full plate… and plenty of hooded capes. Evil is afoot at the tournament, and you are to root it out.



Team One

Courtiers and their adjutants have travelled from all corners of the planet to assemble for the tournament; the empress herself is said to be participating, and stakes are high. Your team has been tasked with determining the identity of the empress in the tourney, and the identity of her foes, so that Team Two can move in. To this end, you are to mingle with the court and, if necessary, break into personal quarters. Brief instruction in protocol will not be provided.

Team Two

Once you know the identity of the Empress, you can move to defend her - you’re relatively sure she’s either the helmed hedge knight of the crested monlion, or the masked outrider with the seagoose crest and a mount with plumage of deepest blue. But you can’t be sure, and until you are, you’re to sign up for the tourney and look for troublemakers. The melee will be held in the afternoon, and tomorrow the individual lists. Mounts are available, as are a staggering number of weapons. Ideally, the final round would be a number of Voidtreckers, and the Empress. How to arrange that?

Team Three

Team One is in the court. Team Two in the lists. And you, Team Three, are amongst the common folk. Rumours abound, the atmosphere is festive, and several events are open to ordinary citizens on the second day, including one bohort with a single wish of the Empress as the prize. No great problem, perhaps... if not for the tales of a younger brother, long lost, looking to usurp the throne. Unrest is stirring in the town behind the colourful stalls and laughing children, and it's up to you to determine where, and why.

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[personal profile] light_of_willpower 2020-08-25 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
"I mean, I hope it's pretty tough, considering what it has to stand up against." Trunks murmured with a soft laugh. "I have it, and my regular clothes, in capsules in my backpack."
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[personal profile] storms_eye 2020-08-25 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
Was that another mention to the monsters, the martial arts tournament or both? "No way? You got to bring all that with you?"
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[personal profile] light_of_willpower 2020-08-25 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
Both. "I mean, why wouldn't I? They were in my capsule case." Trunks is puzzled by the question. "Oh, and my mini-fridge. That's in there in it's usual capsule. I'm kind of concerned about where the time-machine is, since it's NOT in its usual capsule..."
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[personal profile] storms_eye 2020-08-25 10:16 pm (UTC)(link)
There was that word again. He kept saying capsules but that was bringing up what she assumed to be an entirely incorrect image. "So... when you're talking capsules, you don't mean like what you would get out of a gashapon machine, right? Just to make sure we're on the same page." Those she was familiar with, because you could collect cute little figures via those. Yeah- she still wasn't getting it. How could he fit a mini fridge in his rucksack?!

That last one though had her blinking a few times in rapid succession as she puzzled over the notion. "Did you say time machine?"
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[personal profile] light_of_willpower 2020-08-26 12:22 am (UTC)(link)
"I did." Trunks reached up and rubbed his neck in embarrassment. "It's complicated. And I sort of mean like you get from the machine, but not. These are a tech my grandfather invented, and allow storage of almost anything non-living."
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[personal profile] storms_eye 2020-08-26 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
To talk about time travel so casually..... it was rather baffling. Silvia struggled for a follow up question, so for now she allowed the shift to the capsules. "So, they're bigger on the inside." The concept had at least been introduced to her through the intellectual medium.... known as sci fi. Cough. "We could use something like that where I'm from."
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[personal profile] light_of_willpower 2020-08-26 12:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"Sort of. I'd be happy to discuss what I can about the tech later. I admit, I don't understand as much as my mother or grandfather--but they're the geniuses in the family." This was an easier subject than time travel, that was for sure.
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[personal profile] storms_eye 2020-08-26 04:29 pm (UTC)(link)
The gentle reminder that they were meant to be doing something else at this moment hadn't gone unnoticed. Oh- right! The tournament. "They must be if they've found a way to carry something massive inside something tiny."