Test Drive Meme 021

[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!

Spring Cleaning

Chores aren’t for everyone. And, as the morning reaches a close, it turns out that they are especially not for wizards.

That is to say, someone may have cast a spell animating all of the mops, brooms and dishcloths on-board, which are now sweeping their way up and down the carriages, cleaning everything - and everyone - they can reach. And animating anything else they can find, for maximum efficiency. Books, clothing, cutlery-

This isn’t so bad in the bathrooms. In the library, however? The armory? Bang, and the dirt is gone.

Open Mic

The ground floor of the music carriage is usually a mess of instruments, but tonight they’ve all been tucked away neatly at one end of the room. Chairs from the upper floor have been carried down en masse, all facing towards the jukeboxes and screens at the other end.

You might not be entirely sure who rigged them for karaoke, but you know one thing: you’re here now, a drink in one hand and a list of popular (by someone’s standards) songs in the other. If people aren’t singing or waiting to sing, they’re cheering friends on, or skulking and trying everything in their power not to be called up, or even escaping upstairs to talk more comfortably.

’Til Death Do Us Part

The world of Abarranz is ruled by the Undying Lords, and has been for almost two thousand years. The civilisation has stagnated - not only due to the immortal council, but also because the majority of its citizens are undead. Some, the rich, the powerful, are able to undergo great rituals to maintain their consciousness and skill even in death; others are unfortunate enough to be dragged into death with neither, and exist as shells of themselves. The greatest necromancers of the planet are harnessing the death of a minor star in the system to fuel a mass conversion of the remaining populace, but the remaining living citizens are those who have already refused the change. Voidtreckers, they cannot resist alone.

Team One

Pockets of the living survive in hiding, but are split off from one another and unable to unify under the overwhelming forces surrounding their enclaves. This first team is tasked with clearing the mindless hordes threatening them, so that they might establish communications, venture out, and join the fight.

Team Two

The best way to escape the ritual is to remove the remaining living to another colony in the system - but the rituals and spells able to do so are all jealously guarded by the eternal council in their libraries and vaults. A viable target has been identified - the treasure rooms of the Viscount Eldermann holds a tome rumoured to contain a mass teleportation ritual. Infiltrating and securing this tome is this team’s task, and while the mission is possible, the traps and guards won’t make it easy.

Team Three

Even with these plans in motion, every second counts. This third team is given the role of saboteur - to interrupt, delay or otherwise slow the Grand Ritual of a Star’s Demise from within the stronghold of the Undying Lords. The dressing carriage - and their SCA wristbands - are at their disposal, the former for appropriate Abarranz costume and pallor, the latter to hide the telltale signs of life, should they have any.

Comments

[redmeguca]

Hey, skill makes a great substitute for power any day of the week. Though, no offence, but I'm still gonna try not to aim through you. That's the kinda thing that makes bad habits.

[pleple]

Yes, by all means at least try to make my life a little easier.

[ THIS. This is a mission that would justify a mobile suit. Come ON. Let her have this. ]

[redmeguca]

Hey, you're the one who said not to worry about accidentally impaling you.

[Kyoko's tail swishes a bit in her amusement.]

[pleple]

I'm more worried about shooting you, to be fair. I'm not built for close range combat.

[ But she's sure something will get through to her. How horrible. ]

[redmeguca]

Just don't hit this little gem here and I'll be good. I wasn't kidding when I said me fighting the undead had some irony in it.

[pleple]

...that does strike me as... familiar, yes.

[ So she's like Mami, is she? ]

You're still you, though. Just keep that in mind.

[redmeguca]

'Course I'm still me, just because my soul got turned into a rock doesn't change that. Way I see it, I am a soul, and I have a body. I sorted all the existential stuff out ages ago.

[pleple]

Ha! I'm glad to hear it.

[ So she's been dealing with it longer than Mami - Ple Two is legitimately happy for her. ]

I'll take care to watch out for your soul then.

[redmeguca]

And even if you don't need me to, I'll watch out for your sack of meat. I understand that's something you not-rocks need to function.

[pleple]

I have a remarkable number of organs I need intact.

[redmeguca]

Yeah, I hear it's really inconvenient.

[Kyoko's still snickering a bit as she reaches into a pocket and brings out two packs of red bean bun, one of which she holds in... the other woman who's name she doesn't know's direction.]

Want some? I'm Kyoko Sakura, by the way.

[pleple]

[ All these squishy bits. And the blood!

...but a snack will do her some good, and she takes it gratefully. ]

I'm Ple Two.

[ It's a syllable that shouldn't be on its own followed by a number. So much love and care was put into her name. ]

[redmeguca]

Nice to meetcha. Nothing like making new friends to psyche you up for a bit of zombie carnage, right?

[pleple]

I'll never object to new allies.

[redmeguca]

And I'm way past my loner phase, so I guess we're good here. I'm looking forward to fighting with ya.

[pleple]

The same to you. Now I think it's time to head on out, mm?

[redmeguca]

Yep. Let's make some carnage.

[pleple]

Now that sounds like a good time.

[ ...she's kind of excited to watch Kyoko work too. ]