VoidTrecker Express Mods ([personal profile] voidtreckermods) wrote in [community profile] voidtreckerooc2021-02-16 06:00 am
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Test Drive Meme 021

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.
securityconsultant: (now it's gone)

[personal profile] securityconsultant 2021-02-20 05:30 am (UTC)(link)
...huh. Well, that was unexpected, but- not unwelcome. 'Rin' accepts the offer with a nod, taking the handle and quickly adjusting the grip with a comfortable ease. Devero might assume it as training; for Murderbot, though, that's the same as old programming.

Which now pokes its metaphorical head up in another way as Murderbot turns back to the approaching cluster of enemies, assessing the situation, and-

"Can you get to safety if I clear you a path?"

Somehow, the thought of the question should have been phrased as 'will' comes to processor, but- Murderbot isn't going to be *quite* that much of an asshole. Not yet, anyway.
subcircuits: (attendant)

[personal profile] subcircuits 2021-02-21 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
Murderbot will find, if it looks, that it can actually network with the weapon in its hand. If it connects the thing to its system, it will find that not only can it access data like its serial number and how much charge it has, but that it can actually control its functions wirelessly. Not even Devero can do that much with it, mostly because his interface with technology is much more primitive than Murderbot's.

Not that it has that many functions. The ability to deliver shocks on contact at several different settings, some ability to adjust the sensitivity in terms of how much contact is required, the ability to have it expand or retract, and that's about it. It's fairly simple for a smart weapon.

Devero stands at its shoulder, turning his remaining baton around and around in his palm as he assesses the incoming wave himself. "If you can get me back to Koumyou Sanzo, I'll be about as safe as it's possible to be out here," he says.
securityconsultant: (so much time)

[personal profile] securityconsultant 2021-02-21 07:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Why yes, it will be syncing with that, thank you! It's quite nice to have a weapon that can tell you what it does, and the thing is directly-to-the-point in a way so many humans aren't. Right, then. Attributes understood, and a mission of sorts in its mind- Koumyou Sanzo- and it nods, lowering its stance just a bit.

It can't protect everyone as well as it would like - but then, SecUnits weren't fielded for combat like this. Minimizing the risks to them, however...

"Then stay close, and yell if you need me."

Not that it's planning on going far - but it's sprinting to meet those things head-on, intent on gaining their attention and allowing Devero to slip through the cracks. Aggo draw? Why, yes, that's absolutely a valid tactic it's developed, and it's never even played an RPG!