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VoidTrecker Express Mods ([personal profile] voidtreckermods) wrote in [community profile] voidtreckerooc2021-03-16 06:00 am
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Test Drive Meme 022

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.
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[personal profile] fightcreamsundae 2021-03-21 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
She blinked at him and tilted her head slightly to the side.

"Um, I understand the colors. I don't know what a Gibson is, and I imagine Explorer isn't what I think it is."
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[personal profile] secondconflict 2021-03-21 05:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Gibson is the brand name. Explorer is... the model? It's kind of got a funky shape to it." He tries to outline the shape of the explorer with his fingers. "Nah, never mind. It's hard to visualize. Once you see it, though, you'll get what I mean."
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[personal profile] fightcreamsundae 2021-03-21 06:24 am (UTC)(link)
"So what I'm hearing is you're going to be searching with me." It's hard to tell if she's pleased by this or not because of her generally excited demeanor.

"Soooo there are kinda two places that come to mind that it could be! There's the music cabin where all the music instruments are... And there's your normal cabin that's on your ticket!" Her ears wiggled as she mentioned the normal cabin.

"Where do you wanna start? I can show you where the music cabin is~"
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[personal profile] secondconflict 2021-03-21 06:29 am (UTC)(link)
"Let's start with my normal cabin and then the music cabin. I would wanna play there, either way, so we'll want to end up there even if it's in my cabin." He would like to be out of the random cabin they were shoved in anyway and check on the rest of his stuff.
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[personal profile] fightcreamsundae 2021-03-21 06:42 am (UTC)(link)
"Then I think you should lead the way, since it's your normal cabin and I'm not sure where that is." She could ask to read the ticket, but that required being able to read.
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[personal profile] secondconflict 2021-03-22 08:01 am (UTC)(link)
Kerry nods and then leaves the cabin they find themselves in. He looks around to get a sense of where they are and then heads to the room he was actually assigned. "So... they normal shuffle people 'round like this?" he asks as they walk together back to his room.
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[personal profile] fightcreamsundae 2021-03-22 05:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Cherry doesn’t immediately respond as her attention is grabbed by the general chaos outside of the room. She kept picking up snippets of conversation and complaints; she wanted to comfort and help but she was doing something else right now.

“No, this hasn’t happened before. I think, um, you can request to be moved if you have a partner and you’re in a relationship or married or something, but usually rooms don’t change.”

A pause.

“This isn’t the first time something weird has happened though. Someone told me all the translators went down once. For a day. I wasn’t here for that. Someone also mentioned that recently everyone was like... Turned into themselves when they were kids? Like everyone grew younger for a day. I’m not sure? Does that make sense?”
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[personal profile] secondconflict 2021-03-23 04:49 am (UTC)(link)
"None of this makes any fuckin' sense to me," he admits, waving his hand in a way that shows he means the entire train. "I've taken on an 'accept what you see and move on' kinda approach. Seems to be the only way to keep sane."