Test Drive Meme 016

[voidtreckermods]

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!

Silence in the Library

The library is a double carriage. Downstairs is brightly-coloured, with cover posters across the walls, tables and chairs in the strong colours of the team uniforms, and a wooden model train placed as though winding its way through the carriage with carriages of shelves in tow. The walls are shelving, and beanbags litter the floor. Upstairs is quieter, rows of nonfiction shelves with private desks at the end of each row; the sound up here is muffled.

You don't know who, you don't know why, but someone or something has had a bad power day. How do you know? Well, the fact that the characters of any book you read keep coming to life as tiny versions of themselves and running riot around the carriage... that might have been a clue.

You just wish you'd picked a different book before realising it.

An Apple a Day

Medical is another double carriage, though it boasts one of the few person-sized lifts on the train as well as stairs. On the bottom floor, two of the three rooms are examination rooms, with simple beds, equipment and first-aid capacity. The third is a surgical bay, albeit a simpler one than some passengers may anticipate. All three rooms have ICPs with instructions and manuals for all equipment and a number of medical procedures.

Upstairs, there are four private recovery rooms, with a medical bed and an accessible en-suite. It's possible to check a passenger into one of these rooms, at which point they cannot leave until discharged by the person who checked them in.

Which, unfortunately, you are entirely aware of. You've been here for three days, and you're climbing the walls. But that'll teach you to get injured in such a stupid way. Or so they hope.

Sprockets and Skysong

In which a train arrives among the smokestacks of Little Underpool with some unexpected visitors.

Little Underpool is a township on Void world #30630687444. Caught up in the middle of what appears to be a series of industrial revolutions, the world is in a state of constant, chaotic innovation. Currently, that means that there is a power struggle going on between the skywhaling megacorporation Scrimshaw Inc and the Zephyr Company, an airship manufacturer, over control of the skies above Underpool, and the rapidly diminishing population of skywhales, whose bones are used in most modern airships, and whose blood is a key fuel source for a great number of new devices and engines. The voidtreckers are, this mission, to rescue the whales, rather than any humanoids.

Team One

Infiltrating Scrimshaw Inc, this team's job is to sabotage the tracking drones used to locate the whale pods, to allow the great beasts to migrate successfully away from Underpool. The offices of the corporation are in a series of spiralling brass and bone towers in the centre of the town, connected by exposed cable bridges that run to dizzying heights. Their clockwork guards are numerous, but often faulty, and highly vulnerable to tinkering.

Team Two

This team's job is to hijack some of the Zephyr Company's airships, and use them to defend the whale pods closest to Underpool. Several pods contain whale calves, and cannot evacuate as fast as the larger bachelor groups. The airships are light, and handle well, but their oddly organic design can be rather unsettling. The primary weapons are harpoons and short-range bomb slings, both as deadly against other airships as they are against their original targets.

Team Three

The final team's task is less direct - they must go among the populace of Underpool and spread unrest, redirecting the attention of the people towards the plight of their nonhuman neighbours in the sky, and the wrongdoings of their resident megacorporations. The people are not aware that the whales are an entirely sentient species, which appears to be a deliberate obfuscation by the town's council and sponsors. Your job is to change that.

Comments

[darkassassin]

"It is wonderfully stupid, yes," she replied.

She was eager for the fresh air that flowed in the moment Yuume opened the hatch, following the other woman up. She also, in passing, made sure to connect the other end of the rope to the hatch itself on the way up.

Up there, of course, the wind would whip around them, but at least the stench was gone. And she looked out, and smiled.

"There," he said, pointing. About fifty feet away was the last airship in line. She offered the harpoon to Yuume.

"How accurately can you throw?" Because she'll be concentrating on keeping it in the air with her powers.

[shadowslipping]

And up...

And out. Yuume can't help but sigh as they come into the fresh air, eager to be rid of the stink from below. Blinking as she's offered the harpoon, she carefully takes it- tossing it up and down in her hand as if it were nothing but a stick as she tests the weight.

She looks across to the last ship in the line. "With this...Accurately enough, provided the wind doesn't give us a surprise. I should be able to strike something sturdy enough to hold it." It's a bit of a guess on the best spot to hit for their purposes, but admittedly a much stronger one now that they've spent all that time sabotaging this one.

[darkassassin]

"Wind will not be a factor. Aim, and throw. I will see to the rest."

It needs two for a guarantee. And she doesn't feel like taking the chance.

"I would recommend all speed," she added.

[shadowslipping]

She does nothing but nod, and take aim. Narrowing her eyes behind the goggles, she draws her arm back and launches-

There!

[darkassassin]

She stood behind her and guided it, exerting her through the Force. She relaxed with a sigh when it struck home.

"Time to go," she said, leaping out as far as she could, grabbing onto the rope and starting to move hand over hand towards the other airship.

[shadowslipping]

"Aaah." Off they go then- it's a matter of time before the one they were just on starts to fail, so best to hurry. She'll be following behind, with the same hand over hand method.

[darkassassin]

As she neared the other airship, she reached out a hand, aiming at the distant helmsman - working to plant a suggestion in his mind. Give them another minute, then to pull out of formation, away from the others.

Hopefully, that would be enough. Else they'd have a real race on their hands.

And then she was off again, grimacing at the strain on her muscles, moving handhold by handhold with whatever speed she could manage.

[shadowslipping]

She wants to ask what it is that Asajj just did- she knows something just happened- there's a reason she paused like that, absolutely- but she can't tell what.

This isn't the time to ask however- they need to get to the other side, lest they simply tire and fall after all. So with a muted grunt, she carries onward, teeth clenched under her mask.

[darkassassin]

The moment she can let go and drop to the surface of the next airship she does so, grabbing on with practiced ease. It's not the first time she's had to do something like this.

Not by a long shot. She sighs, in satisfaction.