Test Drive Meme 026

[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!

Stand Back

The long-awaited laboratory carriage is a place of many delights. And by delights, we mean 'unsafe thaumo-scientific practices'. Whether the chemistry stores, the machine shop and its welding station, the magitech benches sat right next to the physics research area... or the panic showers.

A strange, earthy smell is coming from the biology room. Green smoke is curling under the door of chemistry. The machine shop is eerily quiet, and within a metre of the physics room, things appear to be levitating. At least one of the showers is running, but who knows which room the erstwhile scientist came from? Dare ye investigate?

Autobiography

The library carriage is normally a place of quiet, two storeys of shelves and comfy seating. The shelves are normally a little empty, filled only with what the Voidtreckers have bought themselves... but today, every shelf is filled.

Some books are normal - that one novel you'd been thinking of last week, or the tome of old family recipes you wistfully mentioned to your friend. The lower shelves are replete with activity books for small children, covering topics such as anatomy (for kids! non-human kids, mostly!), holiday activities for familiar and unfamiliar national holidays, and an unnerving number of sticker books that bodes ill for the walls of the train.

Others are larger, gilt or bound in strange covers. Like this one, coloured in a familiar hue, its spine reading only your name.

Fools' Gold

The Voidtrecker Express has landed on the world of Pamsar. More specifically, it has stopped, floating and untraceable, above the mountains holding the castle and surrounding town of the Pale Marquess's march.

It would have landed, but the forests and gardens of the march have petrified. Trees are sweeping spikes and clusters of sharp, smooth jade. Gemstone flowers dot the meadows and twine up walls and around window frames. Mosses have taken on the rough texture of granite. Beautiful as it is, it threatens the march's survival.

Team One

What were cultivated fields of grain are now rows upon rows of pure gold. Blinding, shimmering in the morning light coming over the mountains, but useless for the people of the Pale March. Panic is spreading. This team is tasked with protecting the granaries and food stores from panicked citizens.

Team Two

When pressed, many people appear to know the source of their misfortune. Living at the frontier, the people of their march have grown envious of the palaces and styles of the inner kingdom, and their prayers the last year have been for wealth and prosperity above all else. A wandering deity granted these wishes, to the peoples' regret. This team is to locate the deity's temple in the outlands, and convince them to reverse the blessing. Or else find another of the outsider gods to repair the damage.

Team Three

The forests across the march are now gorgeous, sharped prison bars for the people and creatures that live within them. This team must ingress into the jade woodlands, and rescue those trapped within. For some, a discovery is made: living blood shed on the petrified plants slowly dispels the effect.

Comments

Christopher Wolfe | The Great Library

[stormwolfe]

Autobiography

Christopher had explored a good chuck of the train, but he'd been drawn to the car with all of the books in it. So many books, not under the library's control, free to the wild. Is it any wonder that it's that car that's drawn all of his curiosity and attention. For those that knew his world, probably not.

He isn't even reading any of them. Mostly at the moment he's teasing his fingers down along the spines of each and every one of them. There's a part of him that can't believe they're real. It's a book with his name that he stops at, though he hasn't steeled himself to take it off the shelf yet.

Does he dare? Read what it might say behind the cover, yet he knows his truth and the history of himself. However if it contains his future? Does he want to know? He's not really sure he's strong enough to read what's to come in his life.

Fool's Gold - Team Two

Christopher isn't exactly the fighting kind, he's more of a scholar type. Which is why he chooses to go with team two in search of the source of the misfortune. Because what's not better for his skills then helping to locate and work to turn this curse around, it's something he thinks he can help with, working on any tips and hints of where the deity might be hiding.

He's mostly keeping to himself, though occasionally he glances around the rest of the team. Noting what they might be doing or trying to figure out what they're thinking to help with this.

Wildcard

[ Throw something at us. Or DM us or reach out on thewrittenfae to plot. ]

Team Two

[spacetogrow]

Ilphyl isn't particularly bookish, but they are a person you want when preparing to make a journey into the wilderness. Right now, they are carrying over a map and laying it out on the table. "What have you found so far about the location of this temple?" they ask. "Or just about the god. I figure maybe we can work out where someone might build a temple if we know what sort of god it is."

Probably not an agricultural god, or one associated with areas that had lots of plant life, because the god would be shooting themself in the metaphorical foot.