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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.
mun is vaguing because I'm not sure what weapons/demons he actually has access to
He registers the arguing from behind them but more or less ignores it for now, concentrating on his own task. "I can do that." Though it does feel kind of weird to be the one doing the covering.
I think you can arrive with one as an item and buy more with points idk I'll roll with whatev, tdm
It'd be a complete lie to say that he wasn't looking forward to this. He's been so pent up on that train he's pretty sure within a couple more weeks he'd literally have worn pace marks up and down the damn thing.
"Here we go!" He gets to the gate, clears out the few immediately outside of it, and steps out. Now, so far he's been pretty impressed with the guy. And while he doesn't have faith he won't bail out on him if the going gets rough, he's at least seen he's crazy capable. But the arrow's loosed, he's out, and there's no rethinking it now.
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Once his teammate is through the gate, Raidou's entire focus is on covering him properly, picking off any zombie that looks like it might be able to get through the other man's defenses. The demons do their part as well, lobbing spells with deadly accuracy. Raidou can feel them pulling at the magnetite in his body, but so far the strain isn't anything he can't handle. He'll be fine for now.
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The arrow darts in a bright lit pattern across the field, leaving a streak of red as he guides it. And when he feels a few of those shamblers get close while the arrow is further out, he backs up to Raidou for cover. When the herd is thinned a little, he calls it back and catches it by his head.
"This seem like a whole city worth keep comin' to you? Or is that just me?"
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"I wonder why they ain't already retreated. I get that ever'body in one spot ain't gonna work out great, but this'n doesn't seem worth holdin'. Not when it costs this much expense."
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Oops. Three in the distance. He looses his arrow and gets the fastest one first, sprinting their direction aggressively.
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