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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.

Cao Weining | Word of Honor
Cao Weining is minding his own business as he explores the train further. Unknowingly, he crosses a path with a gharial by entering a carriage he by no means would have wanted to cross if he had known. As it comes closer to him he cries out, stumbling backwards and ending up on his butt as it noses at his chest and then goes for his hand. He scrambles back more.
"Don't eat me," he says as if it would do any good at all!
( Kitchen )
There is very little in the world that Cao Weining loves more than food -- so it had taken next to no time at all for him to find the kitchen. He's trying to figure it all out, having managed to not have to make food for himself since he'd arrived -- not all that long ago mind you! He doesn't mind making food for himself.
But it does make him miss A-Xiang more... He sighs as he starts to try and gather ingredients and figure out how everything works...
He could probably use assistance as it will be abundantly clear that he doesn't actually know what he's doing here!
( Wildcard )
[ Will match styles/tenses! Open to whatever else you might desire. ]
Dio's Legacy
It did want food though. Vasco always brings food with him so he can appease the needy nature of the beasts, half so he can be left in peace as he visits for a little while and also to make sure they don't change their mind and have a need for taking a bite out of the people here. Keep them fed and they shouldn't have to. He'll toss a fish to land beside the scared man, the long nosed toothy croc snatching it up quickly.
"Have no fear, it's not your flesh it hungers for. Though do be careful if you attempt to hand feed them. Liable to lose a finger by accident." Have you seen all those teeth?
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"Why would I had feed it? What are they doing here!"
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"They're oddly docile. Beasts like this would need to be put down where I'm from."
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"It's weird. But, ah, thank you. I'm Cao Weining."
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"You're welcome." He'll give a little nod of his head.
"Commander Vasco, it's a pleasure to meet you Cao Weining." Vasco then motions vaguely to the rest of the crocodiles in the carriage.
"If you're trying to make your way through I could help. Lest you're accosted for more food."
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Weining bows politely and respectfully.
"Well met, Commander Vasco."
Weining glances at the rest of the creatures and he has half a mind to turn back the way he had come but he was exploring and if he didn't get to the other side -- he'd have to start over again at some point. At least now there is someone with him who is more knowledgeable.
"I would be grateful."
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Oh, well then. He can't say he's ever been greeted with such grace or grandeur. Such things were kept for royalty or the ruling governors. Feels strange, but he's not going to dissuade Cao Weining from doing it.
"Come then." Vasco leads the way, "Thankfully the carriage is not so big, but they made sure to put as many beasts as they could in here." At this point the crocodiles recognize him, so seeing him walking along they do make their way towards the two. Human with strange shaped head and funny face brings food!
"The lot of you are shameless." Vasco grouches. Usually he feeds them in smaller groups, but if they're going to surround his new acquaintance then it's time for drastic(?) measures. Vasco pulls out the scraps of food he'd brought and dangles it to get their attention. Then with a toss he'll direct them away from the path to the other side of the carriage.
"They'll swallow that whole, let's get moving before they're done." Absolute gluttons.
kitchen
For a long moment, he simply watches in silent appraisal from the doorway, fluffy fox tail swishing lazily below him.
"...I hope you're making enough for the rest of us."
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"What? Oh! Of course, I will..." his brows knit together and he looks a bit helpless.
"Once I figure out how..."
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Despite the rude tone of voice though, he does actually step in, curiously inspecting the ingredients the stranger has collected.
"I don't suppose you had any ideas in mind when you chose these."
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Weining says and then he looks around at the items, at the strangeness of this kitchen which he is at a loss with. He doesn't even know what all his ingredients are.
"This is all a bit different from what I'm used to is all..." he shakes his head.
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"What difference in there between never having cooked before and thinking this is all different from what you know? Either way, the kitchen is still unfamiliar to you, which makes you...a novice."
A loser! Excuse him as he casually finds himself a peach to bite into.
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"You have a brain, don't you? Figure it out yourself."