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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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“Does the train play tricks like this often?”
She watches him carefully. He’s inquisitive, bright just like the woman that had parted from her to wander the world. Lan Wangji did not need to pay him down; he’d done it for her to confirm he indeed was a man and he’d confirmed that he’d always been one.
“...Wei Ying.”
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"Several weeks ago people were waking up as children. That one brat was running around naked..."
But he blinks, letting go of her sleeve once they were outside in the hall. Thinking about dressing what ended up being a young Xue Yang in his only hoodie was... complicated.
"Lan Zhan?"
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Her gaze casts down to where he had held onto her sleeve, then at him. How to speak and not frighten this Wei Ying?
“This is not a trick.”
The shuffling had been. But the simple fact that she had been a woman is not. She looks into his eyes.
“You may speak with your Hanguang,” she pauses for a moment, “Jun. And find him to be as you had last seen him.”
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That's obvious, but he has to shake his head and then offer up a smile. "I can tell one of the other Lan Zhan's, I'd kind of like to watch his face, but then you're going to get other versions of me popping up looking more like Mo Xuanyu wanting to check you out, so maybe we can wait?"
He hasn't had 'his' Lan Zhan around, so he's not going to be racing off to tell either of the Lan Zhans that are here, mostly because both are self-busied men and one's married and he half thinks the other one is too, and while he enjoys being around the confusion that is these multiple selves of multiple lives, he's also aware of the dissonance in differences between lived experiences.
"... Sorry your Wei Wuxian isn't here?" A questioning statement. Maybe he, or she, is? Now there's something he'd love to see—his lady self! He bets she's beautiful!
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One of them? There's more than one of them? Of course Wei Ying wishes to see their reactions. But, as her own Wei Ying's mind moves like the wind, this Wei Ying is already moving quickly to asking about her Wei Ying. She clears her throat and stands a little straighter.
"Wei Ying did not accompany me to this venture. I have not seen her upon my arrival nor have I seen her upon my exploration."
She doesn't ask. From his question, it seems as if he had not encountered her Wei Ying as well. It is safe to conclude that the woman has not been brought upon this ride as far as this Wei Ying knows. Though there certainly does seem to be an excess of ... herself in such a situation.
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Rubbing the back of his neck, he offers her a lopsided smile. "Sorry. She might arrive at a later platform? I didn't ask team leader Lan Zhan if he showed up with, before, or after the, uh, most senior Wei Wuxian."
It gets complicated, talking about all of them, and he's not sure if he's used to it or just resigned to going yes, I'm talking about the prettier ones.
"I haven't seen Lan Zhan since I got here—not from a world where he remembers things closer to how I do. He's pretty chatty, for him...your? Self? From these other worlds."
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She looks at him, trying to believe him.
"...if it would help Wei Ying, you should refer to her as Wei-guniang." She doesn't like the idea of more than one of her running around. Though it appears that the common thread is that they're all male. "...and refer to me as Lan Er Guniang or Hanguang Ji,"
Though she wonders how long that will be before this Wei Ying defects to simply calling her Lan Zhan. There's something about it that she doesn't like, more so than when her own Wei Ying had teased her about it when they were teenagers.
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"Hanguang-Ji." It is a bow, and there's a touch of mockery in it, but he knows why, and hopes she'll find it in her to forgive him, eventually. "And I'll refer to myself by name, preferentially. Even if I'll be the only one knowing which of several mes I'm talking about. But!"
Dropping his hands, then placing them behind his back. "You're welcome to talk to Lan Zhan or Zewu-Jun anytime, they're both more well informed about this train and its... tendencies." The fact they're trapped in a vessel with no time spent outdoors that isn't on worlds where they're intruders meant to help alter circumstances to change outcomes based on... a train practicing a form of demonic cultivation enough to unsettle Wei Wuxian himself. Tossing the ball back to the Lans might be a bit cruel, but hey, if there's anyone she might be inclined to better trust, shouldn't it be herself? Or her brother?
"Zewu-Jun's also male, for, ah, what that might mean to you."
Again, a lopsided grin.
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Her eyes narrow and she feels that stir of annoyance for Wei Ying that she hadn't felt since they were teenagers and she had slipped that--Lan Wangji presses her lips together as he bows before her, knowing that he's mocking her.
"It seems everyone is of the other sex," she replies evenly.
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"Even Old Lan?"
Lan Qiren, mostly remarkable for inflexibility that has, in his age now, learned to lose some degree of rigidity, and terrible beard, which he remains to fond of for sense. If he's a she, there's no way she has a beard.
... Is she actually attractive in Lan Zhan's world?!
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She gives a nod. There’s no doubt in her mind that Wei Ying is imagining her aunt and what the grand master looks like.
“Perhaps she’ll appear here as well.”
Though, for her aunt’s sake, Lan Wangji sincerely hopes not. If there is more than one Wei Ying, it mag drive her poor aunt into an early grave.