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

Angela Ziegler/Mercy | Overwatch

[watchesoveryou]

Spring Cleaning;

[Cleaning never really bothered Angela. Honestly, it was a little refreshing at times when things were not as chaotic. Between her duties as a doctor and what was going on back home, she hardly had time for something so simple as this. Even though she had just arrived, this was sort of a nice lull as she got adjusted to things here.

Doing her part, she was sweeping and mopping when she noticed the enchanted brooms and whatever else running on autopilot. Some could say that her healing was magic itself, but it was simply science and technological advances. To see something like this was a little off putting, but not completely surprising. Seeming as there were a lot of unique abilities and powers that people had back home, this was not the most unbelievable thing.

Instead of fixiating on the magic aspect of this, she chose to address a different matter. Pausing in her sweeping...]

Can you stop screwing around and just do your work? It's not that hard to sweep.

[She's addressing whomever decided this was a good idea... Or who might be doing it anyway. She had no idea who was really behind it.]

Open Mic;

[Being here was still pretty strange to Angela and although she knew she was needed back home, it did her no good to throw a fit about it. If nothing else, this was almost like a kind of vacation. Whether or not it's the type she needed was yet to be seen, but after finding this place, she had been quietly observing the other show off their skills while doing kareoke upstairs; some better than others.

She didn't particularly have any desire to go on stage herself, but it was certainly a nice break. And after a long day, it didn't hurt to have a drink every so often. Seeming as this seemed to be turning out as a social night, she was just observing other people and those who were singing in peace.

Having someone come up to her...]

Ah... No thank you. I'm not interested in singing.

[Feel free to keep her company.]

Wildcard;

[OOC: For anything else, feel free to start a different prompt if you'd like. I'm not familiar with this game so I apologize if I have anything wrong. Feel free to poke me at Byefelicia for any other ideas.]

Spring cleaning, blame Kia

[controlsthedie]

[ Thanatos's way of helping to clean involves using his ability to hover and float to reach the high places... not... whatever is going on with those brooms and other cleaning implements.

He would really like this feather duster to stop hitting him in the head. There is no dust on his hood! ]

Unless this is a passenger's doing, I doubt it'll listen.

[ Death Incarnate isn't the kind to commit random acts of wrath like an Olympian, but this feather duster is trying his patience. ]

Always. XD

[watchesoveryou]

[She let out a sigh, glancing to where the voice was coming from. Another ability that she couldn't theorize from observation alone. Maybe she should just forego the idea that magic wasn't impossible considering the cleaning implements and her companion while cleaning?]

Is this normal to see on the train? [Gesturing to what's happening around them.]

Yup XD

[controlsthedie]

[ Mercy, don't ask for his name unless she's ready to learn the Greek Gods are real and all the chaos related to that. ]

Those are new, but other random occurrences happening on the train are not.

[ He's thwapped on the head again, and he moves forward in an attempt to put some distance between himself and his assailant. It doesn't work. ]

I blame Kia for being here at all xD

[watchesoveryou]

[She's in for a big surprise here.]

I see... Forgive me for asking. I'm... new here.

[If she were closer, she'd offer to grab the duster for him. She doesn't even have her Valkyrie on at the moment, so flying is out of the question. Too bad that dust pan won't stop ramming into her leg.]

She enabled me here when I was just planning to help her voice test lol

[controlsthedie]

[ The dust pan is probably a lot more annoying than the feather duster. He sinks to the ground, trying to see if maybe the duster wanted to take care of the high places. It follows him.

... There really isn't any reasoning with this thing. ]

I haven't been here very long, but there had already been an... event that reverted my age to that of a child for a day.

[ As weird as that had been, as potentially traumatic it had been for others... Thanatos had fun. Not that'd admit it. ]

Welp that backfired for you lol

[watchesoveryou]

[It was getting pretty annoying... Moving the dust pan away did nothing. Great.]

That's certainly not normal... [Even with the research they had, that didn't seem like a likely outcome.] So I'm guessing this place has real supernatural causes going on here.

[Finally addressing it.]

Oh, I suppose I should introduce myself. My name is Angela Ziegler.

Perhaps, but I did get a great, friendly game out of it

[controlsthedie]

[ It was not even normal for his world, and there is a lot more supernatural in it. ]

My name is Thanatos.

[ Perhaps a little curt, but he knows any "nice to meet you" sentiments are pointless. People generally do not like to meet Death. ]

That's a very good point!

[watchesoveryou]

[Angela didn't keep up with mythology, but she did at least recognize the name.]

Named after a Greek God was it? Either way, a pleasure.

I don't suppose these cleaning implements will give up any time soon, will they.

[Cleaning was fine. Running into them and cleaning them though? Maybe not so much.]

[controlsthedie]

... They don't seem like the will.

[ Thanatos wonders if he should go along with her assumption, but it's going to revealed at some point. It might as well be now. ]

And no. I'm not named after a Greek God.

[watchesoveryou]

[Maybe it wasn't her place to ask?]

I apologize if I've come off as rude. You're free to tell me if you'd like.

[controlsthedie]

...

[ This is awkward. He's silent as he tries to find another, gentle way to suggest the truth... and fails.

Bluntly stated and dealing with the fallout it is. ]

I mean that I am Thanatos, Death Incarnate.

[watchesoveryou]

[Death incarnate... Something about that title puts her off a little. Not because of him exactly, but because she couldn't help but think back to Reyes and his... condition...]

And what exactly do you mean by that?

[The title says a lot, but that seemed like a somewhat ambiguous thing to state.]

[controlsthedie]

I am Death personified or, to put it another way, the Greek God of Death.

[ Does he need to summon his scythe? He understands that people say he resembles the "Grim Reaper," though he's never been called that on his world. ]

[watchesoveryou]

[She was silent for a moment before letting out a small chuckle. Not necessarily because it was funny but... well... It was ironic.]

Of course. How fitting is it that I'm meeting death itself when I'm all about life? I won't claim to know you or what you can do, but I spend all my time researching ways to save lives.

[controlsthedie]

[ It's not quite a chuckle, not quiet a scoff, but the sound he makes is soft, gentle. ]

My work keeps me busy at home. I welcome the help to lessen my caseload.

[ Death is overworked. Please, keep these mortals alive. ]

[watchesoveryou]

Better yet... Could you scare them into not acting like morons in a fight? If they don't get hurt, we both get what we want.

[She says this, but she wouldn't do it if she didn't care for them. Someone needs to help these two workaholics.]

[controlsthedie]

I wish I could. Anything to keep my friend, also a god, from reaching triple digits in his death count. But he doesn't listen.

[ Please. Help them. Save them. ]

[watchesoveryou]

Why are people like this...?

[They are two very different people in regard to where they stand, but this is something they can both bond over.]

What is worth dying that many times over for?

[It could be a number of things, but either way, it was basically stupidy if you've died that many times.]

[controlsthedie]

He's trying to escape the Underworld to see his birthmother on the surface.

[ The point still stands that he needs to die less. ]