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voidtreckerooc2019-09-13 04:57 am
voidtreckermods) wrote in voidtreckerooc2019-09-13 04:57 am
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Test Drive Meme 004
1. Post with your character. I’ve written out some prompts but feel free to make up your own, you have a whole train to play with!
2. Assume they have been around long enough for threads to jump right into the action!
3. Have much fun!
Happy testing!
Crisis On… A Zoo!
The train has recently gained a game carriage and the VR video games are proving popular. A good way to relive boredom as well as teaching some good skills.
Crisis on...This game can be played with two to four players. It is essentially a crisis simulator mixed with an escape room. You can chose the scenario (the bridge of a space ship, a camp in a jungle, a high rise building, a sailing ship etc) and you are thrown into the middle of a crisis of some kind. Teamwork and a cool head are important as is using the surroundings wisely.
Ready? Your team is at a zoo where someone is sabotaging things. Animals keep escaping from their cages and you have to figure out ways to lure them back and make the pens secure. All that whilst finding and solving clues to find the culprit before the lions escape and it’s game over!
Dressing Up
Your upcoming mission involves infiltrating a courtly function so combat trousers and hoodies will not do! Fear not though, the dressing room provides.
Ball gowns, fancy suits, wigs, splendid capes. These are perhaps not the most historically accurate costumes but let’s hope no one notices the stitch is slightly wrong!
Be as fancy as you wish or try and keep it subtle, you are meant to be infiltrating after all. Help figure out fastenings. There are even some instructions for fancy hairstyles if you want to go all out!
Courtly Chaos
Someone is trying to assassinate a king at the biggest event in the kingdom. Your job, voidtreckers, is to stop this from happening. You are at court, there is a party. Food and wine are plentiful but you have a job to do.
Team One
Someone knows something. Investigate, question, follow suspicious characters. Be subtle but try and make contacts and foil this plot before it comes to fruition.
Team Two
Can the knights even be trusted? The king needs to be protected whatever the cost. Stay close. Try not to be too obvious. Watch for threats and try not to attack any innocent courtiers who approach the king!
Team Three
Almost as important as protecting the king is protecting his reputation. The show must go on, the courtiers must not know the king is in danger. It would cause panic, distrust, could rip the court apart.
Your job is distraction, keep the party goers’ attentions so they do not notice the work of the other teams!
Kenshin Himura | Rurouni Kenshin
Kenshin really really hates rounding up animals. But that's what he's been asked to do, and he can see why, but...the teenager with a cross-shaped scar on his left cheek grumbles wordlessly to himself even as he scrambles around to work with people who are still strangers in rounding the creatures up. He gets a bit too close to one with horns and leaps away with a sharp breath of alarm.
"Hey!" He calls down to his current partner. "I thought I told you to secure that pen!"
This little rural former farmboy might be getting too involved in the game. Help?
Dressing Up
The boy (because he really does look 12, maybe 13 instead of his 16 years) is standing with a very strange (to him) outfit held up and a grimace of confusion clear. "Maybe...just like the strange clothes I've been wearing?" He mutters to himself, trying to ignore the flutter of nerves.
Stupid, this isn't really a battle, right? Except, it kind of is. Another undercover-type deal. He squares his shoulders, lips turning just a bit further down, shying from the immediate connection to Her. He shakes himself and sets to struggling into the clothes.
Someone should really help him with his long red hair...
Wildcard Have at!
Dressing up because... this is Kaito, and yes XD
XD ps that link is broken
Only to do a double-take and shake his head to try to clear it. Nope. Still looking at a lady...who doesn't feel like a lady. Or sound like one. An illusion?
"Uhm...Y-yes?"
damnit try this one https://66.media.tumblr.com/a8c87f5cb6330ed1324110cfe7d272f6/05d86e26ab0a7909-5d
"Hm. That dress won't work for your frame. You want something more like... here, try this one. Good thing you've got long hair already, we can probably do something with that. Have you ever walked with heels before?"
nope lol
And already pale cheeks flushing, almost as red as his hair.
Curse his easily flustered nature!"No!" Who would ask such a thing?!?!?!
grrrrrr http://hargaa.id/?arsae=https%3A%2F%2Fimagez.co%2F. ?
Oh gosh this guy is young if his voice still does that - he'd thought him older but... he's gotta be around the same age!
"Didn't think so - alright, we'll need a full length skirt then, to hide your normal shoes! Hm. We'll need a way to ... pad your front a bit too. Gotta disguise those shoulders of yours."
XD ilu
"You use words I do not understand," he growls, trying to hide some of his embarrassment. Failing miserably of course, because his blush refuses to go away.
"What's wrong with a man's clothing?!"
/gives up on links
"Nothing, normally! But you're gonna want to bring weapons by the look of you, and there's nothing like a full length skirt to hide all sorts of things. Also, it'll be easier for you to blend."
Kaito measures a dress against him and nods. "Here, use this one, it'll set off your color nicely. No one ever bothers to look closely at the pretty girl, after all!"
<3
Kenshin scowls darkly, biting back more retorts and complaints as he thinks. Pride aside...The fact he often already gets mistaken for a girl at times...And the logic the other's using on him...
He huffs out a resigned breath and nods. "Fine." Because he really really wants to keep his sword with him. He doesn't plan on talking, after all.
no subject
"Can you do a voice?" Kaito asks, suddenly sounding very like a girl. "Although if you keep silent it will work too - just talk very softly."
Annnnnd he sounds normal again. "Here - we'll need to pad the front a bit, it'll disguise the fact that your shoulders are a bit too broad for your waist if you were female."
Have a padded bra, Kenshin.
WILDCARD >8U I LIKE EXPOSITION OKOK
What had just happened? Someone had attacked her--strangled her. She had pretty much been dead, she was sure of it. Her already scattered thoughts were completely derailed by the train’s horn sounding loud and long. She turned about again, seeing nothing that told her anything--aside from a the ticket in her hand. Was this another game by LIES? The same as the entire city shifting to Al Danahab or the arrival of the floating hotel… The horn sounded again and she turned back to the train. Should she board? She wasn’t sure. So much could go wrong so easily… had already gone wrong every time the setting had changed--and yet the longer she waited the more unease entered into her. There was a bag at her feet--hers? It must be. She paused a few more moments until her nerves couldn’t take it anymore. One hand still held protectively over her throat she leaned down to grab the bag and rushed forward through the doorway and onto the train, immediately feeling the unease lessen once she was aboard.
It doesn’t take her long to notice one very significant detail: everyone on the train is a Dominant. No matter how many people she sees, she doesn’t see a single submissive mark. Had she wound up in the wrong place? Was there a car somewhere on the train where the submissives had all been herded? If that was the case why hadn’t any of the Dominants she’d passed tried to force her that way…? unless they were all LIERs… regardless of designation most LIERs did not readily play along with Duplicity’s games… even so, it was insane that she had not seen a single other submissive by now. There had always seemed to be more submissives than Dominants in Duplicity…
She had slowly moved through each of the cars--at least the lower levels and corridors of them--until she’d gone as far forward as she was able to go. Still with no answers… but at the very least there didn’t seem to be anything untoward going on with the themes of the train. She had truthfully expected to walk in on scenes she wanted no part of.
Network… That was one thing that remained constant at all times no matter what shift the environment took on. The devices were always constant. She had reached the locked off engine car and doubled back through the stores and dining car, pausing in the following car, dropping the bag to the floor before patting herself down, feeling through any pockets she could find for the “phone”. Nothing. She knelt down to the bag, opening it and rifling through the contents that she didn’t recognize with no sign it. That didn’t make any sense. That was how LIES tracked them. How they spied on them. They wanted all LIERs to have it on them at all times, it didn’t make sense for it to be missing. The one single recognizable thing in the bag was her journal…
Her journal… with the proof of all that had been taken from her inside it… She’d forgotten again… with the attack and the setting change she’d forgotten all of the gaping holes. She dropped the book back into the bag, her hand coming up to cover her mouth, her mind spinning and trying to make sense of everything, but there was just too much. Too much information and too many holes between what she did have. She almost laughed then, at all of it. Instead she shifted, her back hitting the wall before sliding down the rest of the way to the floor, not caring that she was in the way of anyone trying to pass through.
NEVER CHANGE <3
Kenshin has his hair pulled up in the usual high tail, and while he doesn't have his own pack on him, his sword is still present. It's the one thing he seemed to be allowed. He wasn't about to just leave it somewhere. The clothes are more reminiscent of the peasant outfit he'd grown up in, and what he'd worn in hiding with- he shies from those lighter days.
Then freezes when he finally sees who it is he's been hearing, his breath stops. His heart almost follows. Then he grits his teeth, hands balling into fists. "Another hallucination?" It's the only thing his young mind can come up with, and it fills him with a bitter longing.
Easier than to let the tears of his soul fall. The second slash of the scar on his cheek is still quite fresh. Maybe a month, maybe two old.
<333
Another hallucination?
She tenses at the sound of the voice. It's haunted her dreams for five months--cut her with degrading words not even a week past when the ghosts had appeared in the hellish lake below the Solace Tree when everything else had turned to fire. There was no way she wouldn't recognize His voice. Her heart hammered in her chest and she hugged her knees a little tighter, her hand staying over her mouth as she took in a small gasp, her eyes screwing shut. What would be there when she turned? Another specter covered head to toe in blood with the fresh new cut on his face still bleeding? Or something nostalgic that would not hurt her any less?
Ever so slowly she turned, wincing as the movement pulled the abused flesh and muscle of her neck where the ligature marks had taken on an angry red and purple hue. Her gaze moved from the floor up to to the figure's face, her chest clenching tighter every continued moment as pieces fell into place--the right size frame, a katana, a hint of red hair behind the shoulders and finally...
Her heart stopped--or at least it felt like it did, staring wide-eyed at her husband, dressed in the same strange clothes she was in--the horizontal slash she had made on his face when she fell present and predominately healed... it was never healed in her visions and dreams. It was either missing entirely or open and bleeding... so this was...
Her brows tightened as she stared up at him, tears pricking the backs of her eyes as she forced sound from her abused throat, "Ken... shin...?"