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

He likes making my kids pass out?

[nobodys_puppet]

"What?" she asked, confused and heading towards overwhelmed.

He likes making people pass out in general, lol

[creepyoldguy]

“The jerks booing.” He gestured with his mug.

“Personally, I’d like to remind them that they’re booing a literal demon from hell, and I know where they sleep. You?”

LOL

[nobodys_puppet]

"...... What?" She was so confused and trying to make herself as small as she could in her coat.

Re: LOL

[creepyoldguy]

“You aren’t scared of those losers, are you?” He summoned two donuts with white icing and black stripes, and green sprinkles.

Beetlejuice offered her one, before cramming his into his mouth whole.

Re: LOL

[nobodys_puppet]

She was scared of very nearly EVERYBODY she didn't know. She again took it because it was clearly expected, but had no clue what to do with it.

Re: LOL

[creepyoldguy]

“It’s Boston cream.”

That explained everything, right?

Re: LOL

[nobodys_puppet]

Not at all.

Like the icon says, "Huh?"

Re: LOL

[creepyoldguy]

“...you eat it. It’s food. Breather food, even.”

Re: LOL

[nobodys_puppet]

"I... don't want to..." she said in a tiny voice.

Sorry the only one who can successfully coax her to eat something than ice cream is a super skinny tall redhead who has got it memorized.

Re: LOL

[creepyoldguy]

“Then give it back, food critic.”

Re: LOL

[nobodys_puppet]

She reached both the donut and the coffee back to him. Perhaps a little too eagerly.

Re: LOL

[creepyoldguy]

“Keep the coffee,” he said, taking the donut and devouring it.

Re: LOL

[nobodys_puppet]

Oh....

She held it closer to herself again, not sure what to do with it, hunching up inside her coat once more.

Re: LOL

[creepyoldguy]

“Sooo....you’re a very boring kid,” Beetlejuice commented before taking a sip of coffee.


“Do anything interesting in your spare time? Embezzlement schemes? Murder? Join a cult?”

”Get off the stage!”

Re: LOL

[nobodys_puppet]

"I think they want us to leave," she said in a tiny voice. And even if they didn't she did. But did that get to count?

Re: LOL

[creepyoldguy]

“Zee, I’m not sure why we’d care what a few loudmouths want.”

He looked at his hecklers. “If you don’t lay off, I’m eating the mic.”

Re: LOL

[nobodys_puppet]

She hunched in some more. "Because we're in the way?" she asked in a whisper.

Re: LOL

[creepyoldguy]

“That’s their problem, not ours.”

Re: LOL

[nobodys_puppet]

"But... we're the ones in the way..." she said softly.

Re: LOL

[creepyoldguy]

“Oh, they’ll be fine. They’re just cranky because the snack bar prices are outrageous.”

As usual, the demon was saying whatever popped into his head.

Re: LOL

[nobodys_puppet]

"....huh?"

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[creepyoldguy]

“Y’know. Five bucks for a one dollar candy bar?”

Re: LOL

[nobodys_puppet]

She shook her head. No, she didn't know.

Re: LOL

[creepyoldguy]

When the Netherworld demon knew more about human culture...

“What’s got you all upset?”

Re: LOL

[nobodys_puppet]

She didn't know how to answer that. "Can I go now?" she asked quietly.