Test Drive Meme 019

[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.

Happy testing!

Winter Wonderland

Experienced Voidtreckers will be the first to recognise when the announcement of a stop comes over the speakers: “Arriving at world 9126110 in ten, nine, eight…”

The doors don’t open, the train doesn’t stop. Instead, it slows, and the garden carriage opens its curved, clear roof as though it were a convertible, both sides folding back until the carriage is open to the air. The world is a picture of snow-covered mountains and sparse conifers, and within minutes the garden’s fountain and streams have iced over, soft snow coating the cobbles and benches.

The stop lasts all day, the vending machines dispense free hot chocolate, and the dressing carriage is filled with thick coats, wooly hats, and warm gloves.

Void Santa Is Coming To Town

It’s a day like any other, except that the morning announcement has a rider.

“There are packages in the luggage car for all passengers. Enjoy. ”

And indeed, it seems that something has visited during the night - the carriage at the back of the train is unusually neat, the piles of empty luggage stacked carefully near the back to make room for a huge array of wrapped objects. Void Santa, maybe? The difference between Void Santa and, say, one of the many Earth Santas or the Gyueran Spirit of Generosity, is that Void Santa doesn’t give you what you asked for.

It gives you something you wouldn’t have dared to ask for. That nerdy figurine that you eyed in the window of the store, the dress you weren’t brave enough to try on, the device you decided was too expensive. The poster of your favourite holostar, the latest risque novel from the local printworks… the list goes on.

You’ve got a present in here, better find it before someone else does!

Animal at Heart

Seibairen, world #671155003, is a world of dualities. Technologically advanced but also deeply mystical, its population is currently suffering under the rule of a nameless arcanist, a genius of artificial intelligence and magecraft who seeks to elevate her own mechanical brethren above their biological creators. Unfortunately, she is far too powerful to face directly.

Team One

The arcanist holding the world of Seibairen in thrall is particularly skilled with polymorph spells, and her first move as the Voidtreckers enter the conflict is to cast one over a wide area, transforming almost half of the force into various animals. The spell seems to be mildly incompatible with void-travellers, as those affected have turned into creatures from their homeworlds, if possible, rather than the local wildlife. The fight is still on, no time to panic!

… Or maybe some time to panic, it’s looking permanent for now. Still, the civilians need the Voidtreckers’ protection, animal or not, and it isn’t like they’ve lost any of their abilities.

Team Two

The monks of the deep peaks, trained in anti-magic combat and able to counter the arcanist and her forces, are the best hope for turning the tides. Unfortunately, their remote stronghold is blockaded the moment the Voidtreckers arrive, trapping them under a shield of pale metal and harsh light. There are several ways they and the unlucky early Voidtreckers might be freed: the power sources of the barrier, held in the centre of the arcanist’s camps, could be destroyed or sabotaged. Alternatively, the barrier could be overloaded or even broken from the inside by an ancient artefact held within the inner temple. The monks are able to guide the Voidtreckers through a telepathic metaconcert, but hurry, time is running out...

Team Three

A thaumatologist somewhere within the capital is rumoured to be able to reverse the arcanist’s strange spells, which would give the Voidtreckers a fighting chance against her directly. Several different people are claiming to be this thaumatologist, and they all have a list of ingredients they’ll need for the protective ritual and/or devices they’re offering.

At least one of them is sure to work, but there’s going to be some experimenting before that happens. Alternatively, force would find the correct researcher fairly quickly, but it would also attract attention.

Comments

[frostymysophobia]

He nodded at the clarification for whether he was speaking of the others neck before the other mans name came up, a heavy scowl on his face before another nod. Everything that had happened was at the hands of Xue Yang as far as he was concerned now. He wouldn't share who dealt what was the final blow to him. Even then, he knew it wasn't the fault of his friend.

[stardustofdawn]

"O-oh...so it was his doing." He said softly, without any anger, but a deep sorrow and grief. He's going to take the blame and make it up to his dear friend somehow. And just when he finally understands Xue Yang's suffering on the train, he has to figure out a way to maintain peace between them both, but later.

"This is my fault, this is all my doing. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have suffered." But caring for his dearest friend and his comfort comes first. "I'm really sorry for what happened at the Baixue Temple."

"Please Zichen, forgive me." Even though there is nothing to forgive. He knows the man is mysophobic, but he wanted to give comfort for his pain and loss. So he reaches out to grasp his sleeve at first and then making up his mind, grasps one of his hands instead to hold him. A small touch, but a first step, and make the forgiveness and healing, the connection and reconciliation that Zichen is looking for much easier since it's easily given.

Squeezing his hand gently, assuring and smiling at him, "Is this okay? I'm with you now and I'm here with you. I will help you."

[frostymysophobia]

He had sheathed Fuxue, no need to communicate with it at the moment, it seemed. He shook his head, though, as the man before him was blaming himself. At the asking for forgiveness, he was about to give some kind of response when his sleeve was grabbed, shortly followed by his hand. Some of the only contact that he could find comfort in had come from the other.

So, he chose to answer the plead by placing his other hand over Xingchens and looking him in the eye. Those eyes soft. Guilt ridden. The words were his fault. The reason for his friend even thinking he would have anything to apologize for was because of his poor impulsive reaction.

He nodded when asked if this was alright. The hand holding was definitely perfectly fine by him.

[stardustofdawn]

Seeing the man accepted his forgiveness, he hopes he trusts him. He has to introduce him to writing, as there are a pen and a notebook in his rucksack as a better way to communicate.

It's odd to see his own eyes with his own, but seeing the admission of his guilt, he knew Zichen is sincere, seeking his broken friendship and wanting to heal and mend. He hasn't seen them in years, but he knows a part of him is also a part of him.

"Let's dress you up with a coat and gloves. It's cold." He tugs him along to the dressing carriage nearby and pulls up a coat, scarf, and gloves, and handing it to him to wear.

"Zichen here put it on, so you won't catch a cold."

[frostymysophobia]

He would follow the other to the dressing carriage, He looked to the articles handed to him and nodded before moving to get them on. There was a lot he still had to learn of this place. Of Xingchens time here. But for now, he would at least put the warm clothing over his robes. He wasn't even entirely sure if catching a cold was something he would need to be concerned about at this point.

[stardustofdawn]

He'll tell him in due time but first, warming him up and getting him dressed. Once he puts the coat and the rest on, seeing his dear friend less cold.

"There, isn't that much better? Now let's get you something to eat. Maybe I could make you noodles and tea?" He'll get him the hot chocolate too. "Follow me, Zichen and I'll go make lunch for the both of us." He's going to lead him to the dining car.

"So, you're on a train. It's called Voidtreker express and the train travels to different worlds like through a spiritual space and dimension." He slowly explains to see if he's following him and understanding. "This train is this entire facility we're inside, we live here for the time being."

[frostymysophobia]

He nodded and would go with Xingchen. He didn't need the food and drink, but he would at least have some for his friend, even making a motion for 'Just a little' in regards to food.

He took the information in, though. Frowning a bit because of course it was odd to take it all in. So everyone on the train lived here now. That was something, for sure.

[stardustofdawn]

He should need food and drink if he's no longer a Fierce corpse anymore. Even if he isn't in the mood for it, Xingchen wants to try.

He leads him to the dining car and has him sit. "Sit down and rest. I'll go get it." He gently lets go of him as he's going to fix a bowl of hot noodles and hot tea for the both of them to warm them up.

He laid a chopsticks in front of him. "Go ahead. It's the least I could do for you." As Xingchen has long forgiven him since they last parted.