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

[lieindespair]

"Yep! Who needs rules when you live forever?" The lie could not be any more obvious. Despite the situation, he's actually having a bit of fun with her.

"Oh? That's not just the name of the shop? Hm... did you come up with that or did your parents just hate you that much?" He doesn't look all that threatened by her and smiles at her. "I broke a bottle. It was an accident. If you attack me, I'm sure the consequence will be much worse for you, won't it?"

[shitcopper]

"I can tell when I'm facing an immortal, and you're not." Half-truth. She could more or less sense another Heroic Spirit, and her True Appraisal could note it if she managed to get it off, but True Appraisal was a fickle beast. Still, it was an obvious lie, and she didn't mind calling it out with one of her own.

"But you'd be amazed as what qualifies for a name where I come from. You use a sword, you're Saber. You kill people, and you're Assassin. And if you can force people into unbreakable contracts using the ultimate curse, Gaes, well." She grins. "Then you're Caster."

[lieindespair]

"Hm. You caught me. Guess it was a bit of a stretch, wasn't it?" He smiles at her then directs his attention back to the bottle in his hand, not really entirely sure what it is he's looking at.

"Seems pretty uncreative if you ask me." He looks back up to her, his expression more bored now. "So you are a swindler, after all. Is that how you get all your indentured servants? Tricking them into thinking they owe you something?"

[shitcopper]

The stuff Caster makes is genuine. It's just also extremely poor quality. But unfortunately, the magic effect surrounding her Knick Knack Shack meant it all appeared high quality.

Calling her a swindler? That's like calling Michelangelo a fingerpainter. The nerve!

"You keep saying you don't owe me for what you broke. That doesn't make it true, you know. I hate to have to waste valuable mana on something so benign." She sighs, as if horribly put out by all of this. "If you hate the idea of working for what you broke, then think of some other way to pay me back. You're the one who insisted you had no way of doing it, after all."

[lieindespair]

It's not that Kokichi can't work, he's just lazy and would prefer to find someone to do it for him. He taps his chin, going over options. Resources here on the train are extremely limited, and his options thin.

"Well, what do you want? Maybe I can find a way to get it. I mean... a cheap little bottle like that... Can't be too expensive, right?"