Test Drive Meme 023

[voidtreckermods]

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.

Comments

[bigrabbit]

Watching it eat is really no less scary but at least it hadn't taken a bite out of him. His heart is still racing and he takes a deep breath as he finally averts his gaze briefly from the creature to the person who had joined them. He swallows and well, if he hadn't been so scared there might have been some shame at being found this way. Instead, he's just grateful and scrambles up to his feet again.

"Why would I had feed it? What are they doing here!"

[nautapirate]

"Much like us being here, I'm certain it was against their will, but as for why I've not the answer for that." Vasco gives a little shrug.

"They're oddly docile. Beasts like this would need to be put down where I'm from."

[bigrabbit]

Weining makes a quiet sound and he doesn't like the idea of putting down animals but these things are scary and shouldn't be docile and yet oddly they are... He swallows hard.

"It's weird. But, ah, thank you. I'm Cao Weining."

[nautapirate]

He'd rather not kill anything unless there's a good reason, but sometimes you're running through the wilds and giant shark-bear beast trys to tear your group into pieces.

"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."

[bigrabbit]

The idea of such a weird hybrid would have utterly shocked Weining, it's a good thing that's not what he is facing in this car.

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."

[nautapirate]

Just another day on the isle of Teer Fradee.

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.