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

[oceantier]

[Lapis accepts the colander with some puzzlement, not quite sure what to do with it, but it seems important to him that she have it.]

[. . . Maybe he wants it later?]

[The idea that he may be giving her protection isn't something that occurs to her. She fights -- for herself, and sometimes, more recently, others. She's never protected.]

[She slips into onto her head, because somehow that feels the most appropriate at the moment -- not to mention that it leaves her hands free. Okay. A nod. Her hand slips back into his. She's ready when he is.]

[They launch forward towards the next table, sliding beneath it just as a hail of tomatoes rains down in the open space, spattering red, acidic juice and pulp. Lapis' eyes flick back at it and narrow; her fingers tighten slightly on Mono's hand. They might be closer to the door now, but there's no cover, and they're even closer to the heart of the action than before. The water gleams, twisting around her opposite arm in tendrils like waiting snakes.]

[A large hunk of broccoli, raw, bounces off a nearby chair and rolls into their refuge. They're definitely too close for comfort.]

Thanks for waiting ♡ bring it on home Lapis

[cycledsingularity]

[The hail of tomato is troubling, it means they might have potentially already been spotted. What they need is a distraction. Mono inspects the hunk of broccoli. It's just light enough for him to lift...

With all his might be chucks it as far as he is able. Hopefully if no one sees where the vegetable is launched from, their fire will be drawn to the noise just long enough for them to make their move. They only get one shot. Time to go!

They dash forward, it's a race to the door and Lapis is the only one who can open it. Halfway to the goal Mono let's go, trusting Lapis to keep going as anyone's survival instincts would dictate.

He makes to grab a ladle and brandishes it like a weapon. Maybe he can't do much but he can try to cover for her while opening the door will leave her vulnerable. (Not that he can probably hit very high but it's the thought that counts?) If she gets the door open he can hopefully follow after. And if he can't? Well.. at least she might get out...

It's all he can do. Your time to shine, Lapis.]