Test Drive Meme 022

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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!

Mix It Up

Normally, the morning announcement has you waking up in your designated bed, in your designated cabin, with your three designated roommates. This morning, something's wrong - you're waking up in a bed, in a cabin, with three roommates. But it isn't your bed, your cabin, or your roommates.

It looks like you've all been shuffled during the night. Pity no one's belongings got the memo, you don't recognise any of this stuff. At least you're in your own pyjamas.

Let Slip The Hot Dogs Of War

The carriage-length table and benches of the dining carriage are practical. Sturdy. Easy to clean. It's a good thing, too, because roughly thirty seconds ago, a handful of boiled vegetables went flying across the room and hit someone with a wet splat.

Twenty-nine seconds ago, war was declared.

One overturned bench and three pots of cabbage later, you've picked a side. Or a side has picked you, with a projectile sailing towards your face.

Follow Your Heart

The glittering, futuristic world of Tresques has long been protected by the Ciel Maidens, young women who wield their mighty empathic abilities to subdue and pilot gigantic mechanical monsters called Arc Frames. Now, with disaster on the horizon, their powers have vanished.

Team One

The primary foes of the Ciel Maidens are the Morne, hulking many-limbed shadows born from the nightmares and fears of the people of Tresques. Intangible, they roam the cities feeding on heightened emotions and stirring ill thoughts. Granted emergency Ciel badges and the use of the Arc Frames, team one are to combat the Morne wielding happiness, friendship and love as their weapons. Miniskirts are optional.

Team Two

Camille, ace of the Ciel Maidens, has disappeared, after sealing the empathic powers of the entire order to avoid the loss of any more Maidens to tragedy such as that killed her partner and destroyed their Arc Frame. Team two, based in the order headquarters, are to find out as much as they can about the fate of her beloved, find Camille, and convince her to unseal the powers of the Ciel Maidens.

Team Three

The Ciel Maidens have scattered to the far reaches of Tresques, seeking to restore their own powers and their confidence in themselves and each other. Some are so affected as to have birthed Morne of their own, the creatures possessing the Arc Frames and wreaking havoc. Team three are to search for the Maidens and bring them home.

Comments

[averyusefultray]

That earns a raised eyebrow. She wasn't expecting this person to recognize her. Or to be addressing her by a rank other than captain. "General?"

That seems like a slightly politer place to start than asking who this is.

[faithfulson]

Luke let out a curious noise at that response, tilting his head slightly, and completely missing the meaning behind her reaction.

"Uh... did you get a promotion that I missed out on?" he asked. He was sure she was still a General, right?

[averyusefultray]

"I feel like I should be asking you that question." She's fairly certain she would remember becoming a general.

Of course, that's just another quirk of all this. Never mind the miniskirts, there's something they do need to work out. "What year was it?"

[faithfulson]

"The year?" he echoed, still looking a bit confused. But it was General Syndulla; even as a Rebel, she had way too much authority for him not to answer her. "Twenty AE. Uh... I think that's thirty-two-seventy-eight on the Lothalian calendar?"

[averyusefultray]

She grimaces at the use of the Empire calendar. It might be official, but that doesn't mean she has to like dating things that way.

At least he gave her a Lothal year too. "You're a few years ahead of me, then. That happens here, sometimes."

She's never had particular aspirations of climbing ranks. She's just had work to do.

[faithfulson]

"...oh," he replied, sounding both slightly perplexed and a little disappointed. "So... I guess you haven't met me yet then. Have you at least met Leia?"

Was Leia still pretending to be just a princess? Did Biggs join up with the Rebellion yet? There were so many questions he wanted to ask, but he managed to hold back. Not a general yet or no, she was still General Syndulla as far as he was concerned.

[averyusefultray]

"Senator Organa's daughter? Yeah, she's a good kid." It's not really surprising that she's a name that would come up quickly if he's from the future. She definitely wasn't going to just stay content with small jobs.

"I didn't get your name though." Since he knows things she definitely doesn't.

[faithfulson]

"Oh, sorry," Luke began, hesitating a moment, not sure if he should offer his hand or salute. He finally -- reluctantly -- settled for a handshake, if only not to weird out anyone else that might have been watching.

"Commander Luke Skywalker, Black Squadron," he introduced. "I'm Leia's brother."

[averyusefultray]

Given that he is in fact a stranger, she doesn't find the handshake strange.

Unlike that statement. Skywalker is interesting enough, Rex has said that name before. But the rest. "Senator Organa never mentioned having a son."

Especially not one not named Organa for some reason.

[faithfulson]

Luke laughed softly at that, shaking his head.

"I wasn't adopted by House Organa," he replied. "Leia and I were separated when we were born, for our protection."

[averyusefultray]

Well isn't that interesting. She does wonder about that Skywalker name a little more now. And she does know Leia's age. "From the emperor?"

He was the sort of danger that would warrant it. And if that name...

[faithfulson]

"And... Vader, yes," he added carefully. If she didn't know about him, he could only guess what her reaction to that... little tidbit was going to be like. He shrugged sheepishly, absently toeing at the ground. "Well, tried to protect us. I mean, Leia ended up in politics, right in the middle of the Empire, and I ran away from home when I was young."

[averyusefultray]

She frowns. "Vader's a dangerous one to attract attention from." She's only seen him at a distance. That's why she's alive to have this conversation. "He tends to have particular interests."

But. Given that they are in the realm of emotion robots and miniskirts, it's not as dangerous to ask it here. "BUt the only Skywalker I've ever heard of was a Jedi."