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voidtreckerooc2022-01-17 06:02 am
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Test Drive 032
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!
Culinary Containment
Every month, the train's stores are filled with crates of ingredients for use by its passengers. And every month, one ingredient is the focal point of all recipes. Potatoes, cinnamon, seaweed… but as the train pulls away from the station this month, there seems to have been a blip in the system when it comes to deciding on a biologically-appropriate foodstuff.
Spilling out from the storage carriage and into the kitchen are hundreds of live frogs. They're in the sinks, they're in the ovens, they're hopping alarmingly close to the transgates that link the area up to the sleepers...
Vote-Rigging
At the behest of its passengers, the train has instituted a voting system to allow for more carriage options and upgrades. Passengers are able to submit new ideas, or crowdfund those already suggested...
It's the night before platform, and all through the train, no one was stirring... Apart from your group, with your stockpile of a thousand points and the luminous voting panel you're all currently pouring them into. Bouncy castle carriage? Funded! Fishing carriage? Funded! Clocks? Eh... You have the points. Funded!
Then it's simply a matter of waiting for the morning, and seeing the chaos you've caused to the layout of the Voidtrecker Express. What new delights have you discovered?
Repo Train
The Void Ministry have another task for the Express: locating and repossessing the contents of a number of minor storage craft in an old mercantile zone. The coordinates are given, a small fleet of space-worthy craft and sufficient hazmat gear has been deposited at the meeting site for Voidtrecker use.
The main area is cushy enough, a round communal area surrounded by living pods renovated for basic Voidtrecker requirements. The hangar above allows for groups to head to the next assigned storage location, or to return with their piles of lawfully impounded gains.Team One
High-risk storage locations are this team's priority. Potentially explosive material, artifacts or experiments without the requisite paperwork explaining how or why they were made, sometimes living creatures, the kind that shouldn't have been left in a large metal crate habitat for a decade. Opening these areas is a study in initiative and dealing with unpleasant surprises!Team Two
This team are the back-up for the first group - once the artifacts, creatures or hazardous material has been made safe and brought back, they have to be recorded. Scanned. Studied, and compared to the extensive lists of potential contraband or lost goods. Sometimes, they're not quite as safe as you'd like.Team Three
Some locations, rather than being used for the storage for which they were intended, have been repurposed by sapients who have developed within the system since the depot was created. Short, furred people with clever, webbed hands and high voices, they've turned crates and ships into cramped, partially-submerged warrens. This team is cleared to assess the damage done, and, if the current official owners of the stores will agree, process the change in ownership to the Su Samuru. Not all owners are happy with their squatters, however...
Giglamesh Wulfenbach | Girl Genius
Look we all know those frogs are getting everywhere, despite our heroes' best efforts. That includes, unfortunately, the bathrooms.
After an undignified yelp of surprise, Gilgamesh emerges from the bathroom with nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist. He's dripping wet and holding a dead frog at arms length by one leg. The poor bastard got stepped on, it seems. Gil doesn't look very happy about the situation.
"Anyone care to explain why there are frogs everywhere?"
-2: Repo-train, team two-
Gilgamesh looked like a kid in a candy store as he stared at the pile of damaged electronics. He was already taking apart what looked to be an old cam-corder with a screwdriver while muttering to himself as he went.
"-enormously complicated but cheaply made, they must make these things by the hundreds, if not thousands! I have no idea what THIS thing is but this looks like some kind of visual recording system so then THIS must be a power supply and I bet if I connect it to these parts over HERE then it looks like I can create a magnetic feedback loop and massively increase the power output! It'll burn out in minutes, but in the mean time I could use THAT to MAGNETIZE THE ENTIRE SHIP! This could be the foundation for a magnetic engine! Imagine it! An engine that grapples the magnetic field of nearby planets and superaccelerates the ship to a fraction of the speed of light! It would turn the crew into tomato soup but that's just an engineering problem! Once I sort THAT out-"
As he goes on, he's sounding steadily more and more unhinged, and also his hands are moving faster and faster. By now it's hard to keep track of what he's doing but he appears to be building some kind of device.
Maybe someone hit him on the head or something before he blows the ship up or worse?
Repo Train
"Do you want me to pull up a holographic schematic for you to try your theories on in a way that won't murder us all? Especially given that it is a......"
She peers over at the camcorder, "Ancient Sorny? It isn't even a Magnetbox.... I'm fairly certain the parts would burn out in seconds, not minutes."
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Oh dear.
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"Better off not to chance the odds and wait till you find at least a Carnivale brand."
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Gilgamesh calmed down a bit, finally.
"I suppose the march of science shall have to wait until it can advance without turning me into raspberry jam."
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Ruri tils her head, she's used to science being purely theory and the crazy stuff being an engineer trying to impress someone, but she will admit to limited experience.
"Because that idea sounded like a fascinating way of engineering a projectile, but of all the ships I've been on, most of them have used phase transposition engines to generate gravity fields to keep the crew intact."
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He went back to poking at the pile of electronics, but without the aura of insanity about him this time. "Gilgamesh Wulfenbach. Transposition engines, you say? Do you know how they work?"
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In a deadpan tone she says, "It would take weeks to explain as we are still uncovering all of the secrets to them, but this is a 4 year old base model's schematic..."
Something about that deadpan also says it is holding back a torrent of emotions.
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Beetlejuice tilted his head, managing to look as it he were staring right through the dead frog, and ignoring the living ones that were perched on both of his shoulders.
"I don't see any frogs. You havin' some sorta of void-induced hallucination?"
The demon figured if he had to be on the God/Satan forsaken train again, he was going to have fun.
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He jiggled the frog in the willfully obtuse man's face.
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"I can see you're waving your hand all around, but, that doesn't make it a frog, fella."
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His hair was slowly turning a brighter shade of green the longer he spoke with this guy.
"Anyway, the void does weird things to people. Some people get nauseous. You apparently see phantom amphibians."
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Of continuously staying awake.
"Anyway if you're not going to be helpful then the least you can do is hold this."
Gilgamesh put the dead frog on top of his head, then made to turn around and go back into the bathroom to clean his foot off.
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"Hey. Hey, fella. Where are we going?"
It was speaking in the chain-smoking-I-gargle-with-razor-blades tones of the amused looking demon who was making a show of filing his nails, even as he puppeteered the frog with a new third hand.
GILLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!Re: Giglamesh Wulfenbach | Girl Genius
"Gil?" she whispered.
How had she missed him on the platform? Had she been that distracted talking to Leia and trying not to crash into Link? Or had it been...
Her hand rested on the butt of her newest death ray as she eyed him, thrilled to see him but also wary.
Which Gil was he?
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He sounded delighted at first, but then there was a cautious pause.
Last he had seen Agatha, they had been trying get the Other out of her head only to realize she had slipped her leash. So both of them paused, sizing the other up. Gil checked for her Heterodyne necklace, and for her body language. The Other tended to flaunt her sexuality more than Agatha did, all sashaying hips and fluttering eyebrows.
Of course, from the outside, it really looked like Gil was staring at her cleavage, followed by her butt. But hey, no one has ever accused him of being good at dealing with girls.
"...Agatha, right?"
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She touched her necklace. The only thing that had stayed with her through all of this. The way she touched it though was like she had to reassure herself it was still there, still in place.
She nodded once. Realized what he was wearing, or rather wasn't. Turned scarlet. Tried to bluff her way through. "How much you is it really?"
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"Tarvek did SOMETHING to me and I haven't felt the overlay since. I wish I knew what, though."
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Oh. she should probably warn him about Link....