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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.
but if you adopt me and i adopt you then who's flying the plane
[She pauses.]
You should avoid eating too much ice cream, though. It's bad for you!
sora, obviously
Balanced by this, certainly not as much as one might think.
i have looked at my gummi ship scores and decided i do not trust sora flying anything.
[you've activated Fussy Mom Mode. rip.]
well fine we'll hire chip and dale
It is. A healthy body leads to a healthy mind- I take it you practice what you preach?
[Just a little poke to make sure she's not simply lecturing him without following it]
why are they your mechanics, mickey, THEY CAN'T EVEN REACH THE CONTROLS
[She is surrounded by children constantly. She knows just how those little bastards can be about pointing out hypocrisy, as long as it benefits them.]
it's called climbing, gosh!!
I DON'T BELIEVE THOSE CHIPMUNKS HAVE AN ENGINEERING DEGREE
I keep a small refrigerator with juice boxes and fruit for the kids when they need it... I once found one inside it.
He had taken out the shelf to fit inside, and I had to call a repairman to get it put back together...
maybe gadget taught them?
I hope he was wearing some sort of jacket.
... i thought of inspector gadget and now i want to see THAT crossover
[a polite way of saying 'hahaha no'.]
asfhajsgfasg yes that's also good
no subject
[She sighs, though there's some fondness mixed in with the exasperation.]