voidtreckerooc | Test Drive Meme 021

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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.

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“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.”

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

“That’s their problem, not ours.”

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

“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.

"....huh?"

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

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

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

“What’s got you all upset?”

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

The demon looked vaguely surprised. “Why?”

"People are looking at us," she replied as if that was obvious and terrifying.

“They are! Isn’t it great?! They see us and they have to pay attention to us!”

Beetlejuice obviously thought that this was the best thing ever.

"....great?" How was this great? This was very much not great!

“It sure is! They see us! They have to pay attention to us.”

She gave a weak nod. Exactly. So why was that... great?

“Y’know? They have to acknowledge us.”

"Exactly," she said, terrified.

Noting her terror didn’t come from him, and instead came from the putzes in the audience, was admittedly, a disappointment.

“Why’re you scared of them?”

She wasn't even sure how to answer that. She went for an evasive partial truth. "We were trained to not be seen and not interact," she mumbled. It was far from the whole truth, but it was true and it was at least part of why attention still made her edgy.

“Samesies. Forget that noise, it’s better to be seen, heard, feared, noticed—-“

She shook her head so hard and fast it was a wonder she didn't snap her own neck. She didn't want to be noticed by strangers. Or seen. Or heard. And she had only ever had someone afraid of her once and it hadn't been a good experience...

In similar fashion, Beetlejuice tilted his head in a manner that suggested he had at some point snapped his.

“Trust me, kid. You don’t actually wanna be invisible.”

As was often the case with the demon, he did an abrupt 180.

“But! If the limelight ain’t for you, go scram.”

Yes, yes she did. At least, to everyone but Axel and Roxas and Taiki. But she nodded and put down the mug before getting up and fleeing.

Weird kid.

He’d have to bug her later.

Ty for the thread

nobodys_puppet - 2021-02-28 16:03 (UTC) - Expand

Test Drive Meme 021

Spring Cleaning

Open Mic

’Til Death Do Us Part

Team One

Team Two

Team Three

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Ty for the thread