Test Drive Meme 025

[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!

Crisis on... A beach

The train has a game carriage and the VR video games are always 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.

Just another day at the beach. Until it isn't. Lost children, stranded surfers and sea life attacks. Help direct life guards, reunite families and clear the dangerous parts of the beach all while working together.

Hygroscaping

The garden carriage is usually a serene space, pebbled stretches and paved paths leading in meandering paths around a central fountain, glass arching overhead. Usually. Today, the fountain and its artfully-sculpted streams have been the target of some passenger project or another. Water has been gushing out since the morning alarm. Within an hour, the carriage is flooded.


Oh, there have been some attempts at fixing it over the day. Eventually gunk blocks most of the pipes; barriers keep the water away from the doors on either end of the room; even the few plants in the carriage are surrounded by bubbles of air or sealed tubs... But unavoidably, the garden carriage is now a glorified fish tank. All it needs is some aquatic inhabitants.

A Lost Heir

The world of Bire was once a paradise of innovation and invention; the three Bastions worked together to build a perfect society atop machinery and military might. Then the Second Bastion fell. As the Voidtrecker Express arrives on Bire, the First and Third Bastions have long blamed each other, caught in a cold war with the ferocity of two starving wolves standing over a carcass. The Second Bastion is a wasteland, spotted by mercenary companies and refugee settlements.


Amidst all this, the Second's heir rises, but they need your help.

Team One

The heir of the Second Bastion is the only being with the genetic signature needed to open the great vaults of the territory, and without the contents of those vaults, their people stand no chance of recovering. Seed banks, rare materials, wealth... and the loyal armies bred in the Second Bastion's deep gene wells, slumbering for centuries. The team are tasked with first finding the heir amongst the refugees, and then guiding them into the first of the vaults.

Team Two

The spiked, bloodied airships of the mercenaries roam the wastes, hunting for prey. Once the proud regiments of the Second Bastion, they were driven mad by the great catastrophe that marked the fall of their territory and now slaughter their own people in an undying rage. No cure for the rage is known - the only solution if an airship reaches you is to fight for your life. This team's focus is to protect the other teams and the refugees both from the marauders. The First Bastion has donated some skirmish ships to the cause, though they aren't in the best repair...

Team Three

If the Second Bastion is to recover - and for the good of Bire, it must - then her sister Bastions must put aside their animosity. It won't be easy. The cause for the catastrophe is unknown... supposedly. This team is split into two groups, one sent to each Bastion, and their role is to gather information. And, with or without that information, to broker peace between the Bastions. The First is a sweeping territory of white curves and natural groves, with a love of music and singing. Their holographic software is unrivalled. The Third is a sturdy place of towering buildings and flooded streets. Most of the territory is underwater, but that doesn't stop the grind of industry.

Comments

[soups]

❰ the forcefulness with which she's requested to stay takes her aback, but it doesn't reveal on her face — just a bit of blankness before smiling widely, sitting opposite the young cultivator and his furry companion. ❱

Whatever you wish. ❰ even the dog's attention is on her, which leads jiang yanli to extend a hand, nervous to pat its head (both from a place of not being used to dogs being in such close proximity, but also wondering if it's alright to do sans permission). the animal in question doesn't seem to mind — quite the opposite, which puts her at ease.

perhaps the issue here is one that mirrors her own. a fish out of water, unaccustomed to the fantastical and not sure how to react to being met with another anachronism. ❱ You've got quite a loyal friend to accompany you. What might their name be?

[to_rise_above]

[ Jin Ling can't find his father here. Thus, that meant that they have been separated. Hakagemachi is the only place he can truly see his father. Now, this strange moving metal contraption has brought even more surprises for him.

Looking at her, he can see that she's looks very familiar-- almost the same image he has seen in Wei Wuxian's memory when it was accidentally shared. He feels perplexed at his forcefulness, but can't bring himself to do it any other way. He doesn't want her to go. Even if he sounds crazy, and even if she doesn't recognize him.]

...

[ Fairy seems to like her very much and the head pats do not go unnoticed. The spiritual dog recognizes that she's of no threat and continues to just enjoy the pampering it's getting while its master gets his thoughts together. Clever, spiritual dog, that one. ]

It's Fairy, a spiritual dog that's very loyal to me. My uncle, he gave it to me.

[ Because he was so upset that time, remembering the fights he faced because neither of his parents were around. Those words that come out his mouth are shaky and almost fragmented, and for whatever reason, tears started to form at the corner of his eyes. It's like that. He's not sure how to address her but he really wants to say mother at least once. ]

[soups]

❰ while the context of his emotions is lost on jiang yanli, the fact that he's going through such strong inner turbulence is obvious to her. it feels like something must be deeper here — it would be rude to ask a young man what was on his mind in such a blunt way, but there are other ways of reassurance. ❱

It must be a loving uncle that would give you such an indispensable gift. And that you're together now is such good fortune. ❰ she dare not be so forward as to touch a disciple with no familiarity, as much as her heart wishes she could pat his hand or stroke his head. it's a very odd inkling — she has only ever felt a strong pull for physical intimacy a few times in life, and never with some younger boy who she does not know. the strength of his feelings must really be reaching her.

despite the ability to physically give him respite, she can still verbally promise him. ❱

For as long as you and I are where we are, you will have two companions — if you so wish.

[to_rise_above]

[ His thoughts are interrupted at her words. It's still confusing to him when he hears her speak. After all, this kind of interaction is foreign to him. She doesn't recognize him and she's giving him reassurance. Those kinds of words were both kind but they tugged at his heart. ]

H-He had good intentions.

[ Jin Ling isn't even sure what to say honestly. There are a lot of complicated feelings mixed with the thought of Jin Guangyao. This conversation is awkward and he can't help but clam up even more. It's harder to keep himself together the more she speaks to him. ​]

...Two, companions...?

[ That complicated expression never left his face. It further confuses him as the words seemed to have caused his chest to well up even more. He wants to hug her-- and call her mom-- mother. Whatever damn words he can get his hands on but he doesn't. Instead, Jin Ling tenses up and whatever he tried to hold back no longer worked. His shoulders shook, following the water works. He doesn't know how to stop it. The words hit him a lot harder than they should and their meaning meant more to him than anything.

Of course, he will accept that. Why wouldn't he? ]