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

[consider8]

[At that Eight tilted her head and utters a curious "Whoopee?." There's a... heaviness to those words. Eight's curiosity makes her want to pierce through and find what is hidden within. Is this a thing? Do humans get caught up in such dark moods?]

[Well... the statement was not without some measure of discourse. Otherwise she wouldn't have phrased it in that way. Clarification, at the very least, was appropriate.]

What do you mean?

[recurrens]

[ And she… remains silent.

It’s not really a question she knows how to answer. Especially to those who don’t know about magical girls, wishes and magic. It’s not even that the story itself is unbelievable -- it’s just that she’s been through, and done, so much.

But it is easy for her, specifically, to get wrapped up in these dark moods, considering the constant barrage of danger she’s lived through in the past… who knows how long. ]

[consider8]

Chyuu...

[Eight looks on, and is at ease within the silence. She herself was no stranger to adversity and hardship, which is what made these new places and people so exciting. The further away she went from home, the more she could experience.]

[It seemed that the girl had a lot on her mind, and a nagging feeling made her want to push... But another part of her felt that she had gone far enough as fast as the other girl would permit. Sure, she could force the issue, but like a tentacle-trap, she would likely only tighten up more if pressed.]

[So instead she returned to her phone, ticking a few small words on the device and looking Homura's way every now and then. A soft hum begins to rise from her side of the room.]

[Before a shift in her weight returns to Homura.] Well, for what it's worth, I'm glad to have met you, Akemi.

[recurrens]

[ Well, she is certainly right about that. Homura’s been pushed to her limits -- Eight is lucky Homura didn't get up and leave the room entirely.

Some things are just… hard to talk about. Especially when it’s as big as time travel.

She continues to not say anything. Her eyes glance over at her when the music starts, but otherwise, she sits silently until the other girl speaks up. ]

You can call me Homura. [ Eight’s been nice enough so far. No reason for her not to call her by her first name. ]

[consider8]

Mm! [Eight nodded, and continued to work on her phone. She wasn't lying when she said she was glad Homura was here. Though she probably didn't find herself interesting, Eight was used to highly regimented military quarters. At times the barracks was lively with conversation and jokes... and other times it was as quiet that only the hum of electricity broke the silence.]

[For now she slid down over her bed, humming the same song and typing on her phone. Today's was a light person of how she met a quiet and serious new girl in the infirmary.]

[Eight wondered if she would add to this entry sometime in the future. That would be nice, she thought.]

[recurrens]

[ Homura’s not used to being around people. Not like this, anyways. Back home, she’s gotten used to showing up when she is needed, and leaving when the situation has been dealt with. Just sitting here, in silence is… strange.

But not a bad kind of strange.

Eventually, she shifts from sitting on the edge of the bed, to laying on the bed, listening to the song that Eight is humming and slowly relaxing. ]