Test Drive 020

[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!

Crisis On... An Aeroplane

The train has a game carriage and the VR video games are always popular. A good way to relive boredom as well as teaching some good skills.

Crisis on...This game can be played with two to four players. It is essentially a crisis simulator mixed with an escape room. You can chose the scenario (the bridge of a space ship, a camp in a jungle, a high rise building, a sailing ship etc) and you are thrown into the middle of a crisis of some kind. Teamwork and a cool head are important as is using the surroundings wisely.

Here you are the crew of a small aeroplane in desperate trouble and attempting to land, the wind is strong, your engines are straining and the visibility is near zero. Can your crew land safely?

Dressing up

The Voidtreckers have a new mission and the dressing carriage is open for their convenience...

The mission is taking them to a circus and the clothes sure reflect that. Clown costumes, glittery leotards, many feathers and an overabundance of sequins.

There is make up and facepaint provided as well, hopefully there are enough voidtreckers with expertise to make it look convincing.

Clowning Around

Strange happenings have been happening in Kilpi, a monster ridden land and joining a performing troupe is the best bet of protection outside of the small settlements. The voidtreckers are masquerading as one such troupe, in order to help out a small settlement that has seen a spate of killings. Voidtreckers must put on the show of their lives, investigate the killings and bring peace back to the town.

Team One

Setting up the stage for the performance is a good time for building bonds with the towns people. Everyone knows something, no matter how small and they are more likely to gossip with stage hands than talk to the town guard.

Gather information, set up a stage and get ready for the show.

Team Two

The killings always happen in the evening or at night, always when people are alone. So making sure people are not alone is the task of team two. The show is ready, it is big, it is loud and hopefully enough to draw in the whole town.

Eat fire, juggle, walk that tightrope. Music plays, sequins glitter. The show is a distraction and their task is to be the best distraction they can be.

Team Three

Whilst team two are distracting it is team threes chance to catch the killer. The streets are deserted, quiet and stealth is necessary to remain undetected.

Most people are at the show, but not everyone. Are they in danger? Or are they potential suspects.

Comments

cookin'

[fightcreamsundae]

Certain circles around the train knew that Cherry was someone who seemed to just about constantly be eating. She didn't eat big meals at set times of day, she just constantly nibbled on things. Walking up and down the train to get snacks from the kitchen was decent exercise, so who could blame her for snacking when bored? It should come to no surprise that she entered the kitchen in search for such tasty treats. She stopped at the sight of someone standing on the counters, rifling through the cabinets.

She speaks out to them as she reached into a cabinet and pulled out a box of saltines and shoved a few crackers into her mouth.

"Hey! What're you looking for? Do you need help? Whatever you made smells good~" She wandered over to the pot and lifted the lid, peeking into the pot.

[miseris_socios]

"Don't lift the lid, you'll make it take longer to cook." Ken finally pulls out some plastic storage containers and closes the cabinet, scrambling down off of the counter to find a sponge so he can clean up.

"I got it now... someone keeps shoving useful stuff to the back of the cabinet and it's really annoying."

[fightcreamsundae]

She'd cracked the lid just enough to peek inside, it's not like she uncovered the pot entirely to take a look. She's done enough cookin' to know that with what she was doing it added virtually nothing. Her tail was moving to signify her curiosity, though her ears fell back a little in a slight irritation at what he said. Satisfied with the contents of the pot, she replaced the lid.

"A peek's not gonna a difference." She moved away from the pot and perched herself so she was sitting atop a counter that was far enough away that she wouldn't be in his way of whatever he was doing unless he decided to be a jerk and make her move. She ate a few more crackers.

"Yeah, I don't like the way stuff's organized around here. I spend more time looking for things than I do actually cooking." Not that she really cooked, given how many people existed. She usually helped with prep more than anything.

[miseris_socios]

It's not like he could tell with his back turned. He does roll his eyes at her sitting on the counter - he only got up on there so he could actually get to things.

"Do you actually cook or just eat everyone else's cooking?"

[fightcreamsundae]

"I can cook - I had to back at home since I lived alone. I'm not like Mr. Kha, though. He could open up a restaurant." A cracker then, after a moment of consideration, another one.

"Here there's too many people in the kitchen so I just do whatever's needed; usually it's chopping up veggies or whatever." She's cheery as she speaks, as if she genuinely enjoyed the work. Her tone shifts to be a little more hushed, like she's telling a secret, but is still excited. "What I'm good at is making candy."

[miseris_socios]

"I don't need help making food. ... Also you shouldn't talk with your mouth full, you're going to get crumbs all over the place." He swats at her tail, though without much force.

"Don't use up all of our stock of sugar just making candy." While he does like candy, he likes being able to make all kinds of things more.

[fightcreamsundae]

Cherry's ears flatten as he swats at her tail. Even if it wasn't with a particularly malicious intent, it was still rude. Her tail flicked with irritation.

"So first of all, you're not my dad, and you're not Mr. Kha, and you're not Willow." Another cracker. "Second, I'll clean up after myself. Third: I wasn't offering to help. If I was I wouldn't be sittin' here eating crackers. Clearly you got this all by yourself." She chewed and swallowed the cracker, then didn't eat another one quite yet.

"I haven't made any candy since getting here. It's a whole process and it's honestly easier to just buy candy with points." .........anothercracker.

[miseris_socios]

"..." He grumbles vaguely, adjusting his Evoker in his belt loop. He walks past her and checks the fridge again, mentally counting how much of what is in there. He has no idea how much other people are going to make, so he has to pick meals that use some of what they have a lot of.

"I just can't stand people who aren't responsible... you're almost an adult, aren't you supposed to be setting an example?"

[fightcreamsundae]

She watched him check the fridge quietly. This was one of the most ill tempered kids she’s ever met and it was a little off putting to her. She didn’t really get it, but she would like to try to figure him out. It seemed like people who were grumpy like this had a good reason to be and needed some help sorting through stuff.

“There’s times for work, and there’s times for play. Right now it’s time for crackers because I’m hungry.” A beat, then she continues.

“I train, meditate, and do my forms every day, just like Mr. Kha taught. I do all of my chores and even help out the other teams who don’t have as many people, like Red.” She definitely sounds annoyed, but not upset. “Just because I’m not super serious doesn’t mean I’m not responsible.”

[miseris_socios]

He doesn't really have an answer to that and he closes the fridge, staring at the front of it. "... You have to get serious if you want anyone to take you seriously. Otherwise they'll find reasons to not believe you."

[fightcreamsundae]

Cherry's head tilts and her ears perk up when he says that. It definitely tells her something about him. She kinda looks at him for a moment before she speaks.

"Um... Well, I don't know that that's really completely true. I mean sometimes people don't believe me because I'm only 17, but then usually something happens and it turns out I was right, or not. Sometimes I'm wrong. But nobody's ever gone out of their way specifically to not believe me?" She could keep rambling but she just crackers herself to shut up before she goes on, and on, and on, and on, and....

[miseris_socios]

"They're more likely to believe you than me. ... Anyone with authority, I mean. 'Oh, you're just a kid.' 'Oh, you should leave this to the adults.' 'No, what you're saying is impossible.' Bastards." He spits the word, still staring at the fridge.

"Or they'll tell me to go home to my parents. Which..." He laughs weakly, holding his stomach. "... But I don't want your pity, before you even try."

[fightcreamsundae]

The weak laugh makes her ears fall back flat against her head and she covers her mouth as she realizes what he's saying. Maybe wanting to basically adopt this kid as a younger brother is probably a form of pity, but his bristling told her what she needed to know, so she avoided that topic and lowered her hand from her mouth.

"Well, I mean, I'm in your corner. I'll listen to you and... I've seen and heard about a lot of things, so I can't imagine I wouldn't believe you." The tip of her tail twitched. "I can help be a voice if the adults are jerks to you. I can tell 'em to be quiet and listen to you."

[miseris_socios]

"It's too late. They didn't listen, so I had to take it into my own hands. And then... and then it got stolen from me! It was going to be over!" He takes a few harsh breaths and turns to go lower the heat on the stew a bit before it starts to burn.

"Just because they were too blind to see what was actually going on... they thought I was just making stuff up, or that it was some kind of stress hallucination."

[fightcreamsundae]

She really wants to hop down and give him a hug, rub his back a little. It's what she did when one of the kids were upset and she so badly wanted to try to comfort him. It was clear to her that probably would not go over well.

"I can't do anything about the past to help or make it better, and I'm sorry about that. But I can try to help as we move forward." It's clear on her face she wants to do something but that she isn't sure what that is. She wants to say more, too, but she doesn't know what to say.

cw: vague suicide mention

[miseris_socios]

"... There wasn't going to be a future after I killed him." His voice is quiet, shaking a bit as he stares into the sink. "I didn't want someone to have to take revenge for him, too."

[fightcreamsundae]

Her ears fell back in absolute distress at what he said. She set the crackers down and approached, gently resting a hand on his back. It’s meant to be a comforting motion, but with how bristly he was she was ready to back the hell up. She spoke in a quiet voice that was maybe a little uncertain, but warm and kind all the same.

“Sometimes things don’t work out the way we want them to. I’m really sorry that what happened did. You didn’t deserve it.”

[miseris_socios]

He spins around, backing up from her touch. "You don't know anything. You don't know what it's been like the last few years. You don't... I was going to kill him and he saved me, and I didn't even get to kill him. It's not fair."

[fightcreamsundae]

That was along the lines of what she expected; she didn’t pursue it.

“I mean you’re right, I really don’t know. I don’t know where you’re from or what you been through. I do know life isn’t fair even though it’d be way easier if it was.” A beat, then quietly, as if she were more than aware: “We don’t always get to get the bad guy.”

[miseris_socios]

"... I don't need life lessons. I just wanted... I wanted him to die, but not like that. I wanted to do it... after what he did to my mother..." So what if it was an 'accident'? It didn't erase what the guy had done. It didn't stop him from being a murderer.