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VoidTrecker Express Mods ([personal profile] voidtreckermods) wrote in [community profile] voidtreckerooc2021-04-16 06:00 am
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Test Drive Meme 023

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!

Dio's Legacy


In an alternate almost exactly like the one inhabited by the Voidtrecker Express, fate went another direction. Instead of the first addition to the train's structure being the games carriage, this train's passengers voted differently.

What makes them happy?

Crocodiles.

The Crocodile carriage isn't a misnomer. It's teeming with reptiles of various sizes, basking under sunlamps or floating lazily in the raised tank built across half of the available space. To be even better for morale, they're all perfectly tame, and unnervingly friendly; it's rare that a passenger is able to cross the carriage without being accosted by some crocodile or gharial looking for attention.


Harvest Void


The greenhouse is a surprisingly bright room, its vaulted ceiling made of a transparent, incredibly tough material that shows the light of the Void along the entire length of the room. The single metal support beam is bedecked in roses. The aisle of grass running through the centre of the carriage is riotous with strange plants and flowers, small stone paths leading off to this patch or that of vegetables or closely clustered fruit trees.

And all of them are laden with produce. Whether a stray spell or a particularly good mood from one of the resident forces of nature, every plant in the carriage has matured at once. Shrubs overflow with berries, rows of stalks groan under beans and tomatoes, apples threaten to fall from overhead branches at any moment.

You may not normally be a gardener, but today it's all hands on deck!


Cold Iron, Warm Hearts


The duchy of Yipre is one of several close-knit factions on one continent, known for both her expansive clockworks and strong links to the Fey. Central to the capital is the Clocktower, the palace home to both the Duchess Stomen and her court of scholars, diplomats and engineers. Home also to a key point in the Ley, where the mundane world and the Fey intersect just enough that one may cross from one to the other.


But the Clocktower is sundered, entire sections of iron and brass sheared away in a great earthquake, and neither world is faring well in the aftermath.


Team One


The gear sprites of the Clocktower are missing, running amok in the streets and squares of the duchy. They're tiny things, fluff, metal filings and dust made quicksilver-fast, with small, glowing eyes and bell-like voices. While normally they keep the machinery of their home running, they aren't nearly as talented with anything else, and are causing general chaos with all devices and machinery they run across. Find them, and herd them back to the Tower. Maybe get them out of the typewriter first.

Team Two

The gateway to the Fey realm is torn, and dreaming magic is spilling out from the Clocktower. Finding the Voidtreckers' minds fertile grounds for its taking, imagined creatures and realms are conjured forth from all kinds of worlds and all kinds of lives. There are many ways to combat these - play them through until the magic is satisfied, for example, or find the Voidtrecker whose mind is the source, and stop them dreaming. It's up to the Voidtreckers on this team to decide.

Team Three

The Clocktower isn't quite in ruins, but large sections are crumpled like tin foil. In other places, steam and magic spill out into the air in a chaotic mix, burning and twisting the air into glittering leaves or long ropes of thorn. And through this, those that called the palace home fight to free themselves from the wreckage. Courtiers, servants, engineers… and, somewhere, the Duchess herself. Help who you can, but find her.

motherofresistance: (Small smile)

Re: Harvest Void

[personal profile] motherofresistance 2021-04-16 07:04 pm (UTC)(link)
OK, Leia can't help smiling a bit at that, if only because the results are largely harmless. "For the record, those weren't my doing," she said. "But sure. Just give me a moment to get the last few on the top branches, and I'll join you."
yondu: (1 9 4)

[personal profile] yondu 2021-04-16 07:26 pm (UTC)(link)
He doesn't look mad at her or anything, but he has that set expression of a man that's been singled out by a few trees today.

"I didn't figure it. I think it's just nature hatin' me." No wonder he'd spent the better hung of his life on spaceships. But like a beleaguered old space pirate he just sighs and grabs up one of the full baskets.

"Gonna haul this over there. I'll catch up with ya in a bit."
motherofresistance: (Small smile)

[personal profile] motherofresistance 2021-04-16 09:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'd say physics is more to blame than nature in this instance," Leia said. She couldn't help but picture a certain curly-haired Doctor gently scolding the trees, though. Or perhaps encouraging them, depending on his mood. "But alright. I should be done when you get back."

And indeed, when he returned the upper branches of the peach tree had been pretty much picked clean and there was a mostly full bin of peaches sitting under it. Leia examined her work for a moment before giving a satisfied nod. "That should to for now. I'll leave the bin here for the moment for whoever wants to do the lower branches to top it off before it's put away."
yondu: (2 2 1)

[personal profile] yondu 2021-04-17 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
"I do tend to piss physics off ever' once in a while."

Some days he has a strong case of the 'I am a Ravager captain, not a damn farmer' or whatever mundane job he needs to do on the train. Today it is strong when the aim of the tree has been better than the aim of some of his old crew.

(Okay, that's not entirely true. He did pick a bunch of idiots but he picked them based on their ability to fight.)

"Right, gotcha. Now that I'm thinkin' about it, next time I'm bringin' an umbrella." With that fin sticking out of his head, a helmet is out of the question."
motherofresistance: (Small smile)

[personal profile] motherofresistance 2021-04-20 05:13 am (UTC)(link)
"Don't we all," Leia said as Yondu walked away, clearly amused. She was, after all, levitating fruit in clear defiance of gravity.

When he got back and mentioned an umbrella though, she made a thoughtful sound. "I may just be able to help with that," she said. She concentrated for a moment, and as Yondu watched, a red and blue umbrella materialized in her hands. She then offered it to him with a bit of a smile. "Don't spread it around, but I picked up some rather interesting and useful powers in the last world I was in."
yondu: (1 4 7)

[personal profile] yondu 2021-04-20 06:29 am (UTC)(link)
Why can other people make shit out of nothin'! He wants this skill. But he takes the umbrella with raised brows and looks at it for a good solid four seconds, opens it up a little to look at the stem of it, finally works out what type of mechanism you use to open this particular type and props it against his shoulder.

"You one of them that got into odd places before the train rolled around, huh?" He starts to head back for the citrus trees, oranges and grapefruits especially.