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voidtreckerooc2020-09-15 05:45 am
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Test Drive Meme 016
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.
<3!
But instead she finds herself staring at their joint hands. Is this okay? Can she just keep holding onto Homura's hand? Surely Homura doesn't mind if she's letting her -- but then again, she's probably going to get majorly in the way if she doesn't let go of it! How can Homura do her usual thing when Madoka is attached to her? But on the other hand, it's so nice to hold Homura's hand, especially at a moment like this, and it's so comforting, and aaaah--
Okay, Madoka, this is not the time for mental panic! She figures she'll just let go of that hand when it seems like Homura is about to jump into action! ]
.. Um, what can you see..? [ She asks, softly and carefully, as if Madoka wasn't just having a Moment over here. ]
somehow this got long and i'm so sorry -- also i put a reserve in!
[ Not that it matters how many there are -- she was geared up to fight Walpurgisnacht when she arrived here. She has more than enough ammo to take down every guard in this place, and then some.
But… she is still holding Madoka’s hand. And not only does she need both hands to fight, continuing to hold hands would only bring Madoka into stopped time with her. Which isn’t something she’s done before.
There’s a line Homura has been toeing for a while now. A line between being too familiar with Madoka, and keeping her a respectful distance away. It’s not something she’s particularly good at. But asking Madoka to call her by her first name is one thing. Still holding her hand, unnecessarily bringing her into stopped time, especially while fighting, is another thing entirely.
And so Homura turns to Madoka. She slowly, reluctantly, lets go of her hand. She looks like she wants to say something, but ultimately, she’s not sure of what words to say, what words would even fit the situation. So again, she says nothing.
She turns her attention back to the guards. And stops time. It’s just as easy as before, one bullet per guard is enough to take them down. Once she’s done, however, she pauses, bringing the hand that Madoka had been holding up to her chest. She takes just a moment, to close her eyes try and memorize the feeling of warmth the action had brought.
Then she opens her eyes, balls her hand into a fist and drops it to her side. She restarts time. ]
sshh i love tl;dr.. and yay!! i think apps are open until the 29th so you still have a bit!
But all she manages to get out is a: ] Did..
[ And then time stops. Of course Madoka doesn't notice, it's just that one moment there's Homura watching the guards, and then the next moment there's Homura watching.. well, the fallen guards. It's enough that Madoka knows what happened, but since there was no pause from her point of view, her mouth still moves-- ]
-- you want to maybe say...
[ And that is when she realises time must have been stopped for a moment there, judging by the guards' current status, and she almost looks a little embarrassed by her question now she actually thinks about it. Surely Homura would just have said whatever she wanted to say if she actually did want to say it! ]
O-Oh, um.. nevermind. Should we go ahead..?
sometimes i just can't help myself... and good! i can definitely get an app done by then!
Did I… want to say…? [ She tilts her head, repeating the question back, confused.
There is, of course, a lot of things she wishes to say to Madoka. Most of them are things from different timelines, and wouldn’t make much sense, now. Other things are simply too personal, especially with the distance that Homura has been careful to place between the two of them. Other times, she simply wishes to remind Madoka that she’s much stronger and kinder than she thinks she is.
(She knows Madoka doesn’t remember the very first timeline, the one where she and Mami saved her from a witch. But Homura never will.)
She wonders which one Madoka was able to read off of her. ]
that's great to hear!! <3 i'm excited!
Except here, the cookie jar is the mess of all the awkward unspoken things that hang in the air between them. ]
Ah...
[ She doesn't quite look like she's sure of what to say, but being dismissive to Homura is the last thing Madoka would ever want to do. So she tries to figure out what the best thing to say might be. ]
I was.. just wondering if there's something on your mind. I know it might be hard, for.. um, various reasons..
[ Like Homura remembering so, so much more than Madoka does. Like that awkward gap between them still. ]
But.. if there's anything you want to say to me, then please don't hold back. I want you to be able to speak your mind around me, Homura-chan.. [ Madoka seems to hesitate for the slightest moment, but then seems to scrape her courage together enough to add-- ] T-That's what friends are for, after all.
me too! i'm looking forward to it! <3
Not only that, but -- Homura has considered them friends ever since the first timeline. Madoka means a lot to her; she’s the whole reason Homura is still here to begin with. Madoka didn’t have to save her from that witch. But she did. And that’s the whole reason why she’s doing all of this to begin with. And so, to see Madoka have to work herself up to calling them friends… ]
Yes, [ she decides on a whim. There is something she wants to say: ] I feel the same. You shouldn’t have to hold back either. I consider us good friends.
[ She knows it’s weird. Madoka has only known her for a month, and as the weird, stoic transfer student at that. But nevertheless, it’s true. ]
I hope… one day you can feel the same.
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So Madoka quickly shakes her head, seeming a bit less meek and hesitant now. ]
That's not the case! I mean.. I already think of you as a friend, Homura-chan.
[ Despite the fact that she's viewing everything from a much different point of view. From only one timeline. Homura still constantly protected her. And despite her weird, oddly blunt way of talking and handling things, Madoka always did feel like there was a kind of kindness hiding within Homura - though deep down, hidden behind blunt statements like when she told her that she should just give up on Sayaka.
Back then it had seemed cruel, and it still its on a surface level, but.. now Madoka knows. Homura was never actively trying to be cruel. She just.. wanted to protect her.
It's hard when Madoka feels like she isn't worth that. Especially not to this extent. But.. ]
I know that I don't know the same things you know, or have experienced all of it. But even so.. You really are important to me.
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(And in regards to Miki-san… Homura wasn’t intending on being cruel. Just factual. There have not been any timelines where Miki-san contracted and did not turn into a witch. Not to mention, any timelines where Kyoko and Miki-san become close, Kyoko always sacrifices herself for Miki-san.
Teling Madoka to give up was the only reasonable thing to do. As well as trying to kill Miki-san herself. A lot less people get hurt, that way.) ]
I’m glad. [ And she is! She’s so glad that Madoka does consider her a friend. More than glad. Homura doesn’t have to be Madoka’s friend in order to save her, but it’s certainly easier. Better. Preferable. It’s what she wants.
But more than that, she’s simply relieved that Madoka doesn’t remember everything. She’s been through so many timelines that she’s lost count. Living through this past month and a half, over and over and over…
It’s been hard. But it’s a burden she will gladly bear. ]
You’re important to me too. [ So much more important than Madoka will ever know. ]