Test Drive 032

[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!

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...

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[devilofaboy]

Ronan had more than one concern with this situation. One; what the fuck was this thing? Two; how was he not squishing frogs merely by existing? Three; where the fuck had he just put that frog? Four; how was he talking?

Admittedly, Ronan spent a long minute staring at Freddy instead of going after any frogs, but this was wild. Even in his weirdest dreams, he hadn't come up with anything like this, and he'd dreamed up some weid shit. The boar that turned into a gassy cloud, for one, and the cat with humans hands, for another.

"What the fuck did you just do with that frog?" He asked, pointing at Freddy's torso hatch.

Despite his unease and how unsure he was about that Frog's continued survival, he turned and went after the four that were headed for the transgate. The downside was he only had two hands and there were more than two of them. He caught one, at least, and frightened two others away from the transgate, but the last one? Nope. Not that one.

Sorry for the delay

[glamdaddybear]

Freddy paused a moment to look down at said torso hatch, which he had only partially opened so that it would be much harder for any frogs inside to come back out. "Language, please." He said softly, before answering the question, trying to ignore the foul language.

"I placed it inside my hatch. The area is intended for extra large birthday cakes or pinatas, but in some situations it can work as a containment or even concealment for living beings, though it's not highly recommended, and there are size constraints." he says.

As if to answer how he wasn't leaving crushed frogs behind him, the animatronic slowly shifts one leg forward, using the toes on his foot to ensure he wouldn't step down on any of the living creatures. "There is still one frog intent on leaving the kitchen car. We should prevent that. I can take the one you have captured and keep it contained." He offered.

No worries! I'm sorry Ronan's a gremlin

[devilofaboy]

Oh no, a robot thing did not just tell him to watch his language. He pretended he hadn't heard, instead, eyeing the torso hatch.

"Yeah. Okay." He held out the frog he'd captured, at least semi-convinced they wouldn't be ground up into paste or something inside the hatch. "At least these little guys aren't pissing everywhere." Some frogs did that, he knew, as a defense mechanism. He was sure that wouldn't be good for the inside of a robot.

After the frog had been handed over, he went back for the one that was hopping ever closer to the transgate. He snagged it out of midair at the last moment, nearly fumbling it, but managed to keep a hold on it.

"That's what, three down and a fuck ton to go?" There were worse ways to spend an afternoon than catching frogs, but not by much.

Haha no apologies~! This is the kind of thing that makes the variety in CR fun~!

[glamdaddybear]

Freddy did not have facial expressions like humans did, but by adjusting how open his jaw was, and how his ears set, along with the level of his eyelids, he could express limited reactions. At the moment the look on his face was somewhere in the realm of disgusted, or perhaps mildly disturbed. "I am quite grateful that I do not have to worry about such inside my systems. It will be difficult enough to clean the mucus out."

Then he shifted his parts, allowing a considerable smile. "Good catch sport." He said before nodding slightly. "There are many to capture, I do not know if there is an easy way to lure them to a single point to make their collection easier. Unfortunately, aside from containing a number of them at a time, and catching those that are near enough to me, I am not as skilled at capture. But I do have the ability to track their individual movements, so I can help us to locate all of them."

[devilofaboy]

That seemed like a pretty typical response to dealing with Ronan. At least he hadn't insulted the animatronic yet, though that was mostly because Freddy had been so nice. It wasn't even that he felt bad unleashing his verbal venom on nice people, but the fact that he had nothing to fuel it yet.

He tensed when Freddy called him 'sport'. It sounded way too much like something a dad would say, and Ronan--well, no matter how much time passed, he'd probably always have guilt issues about his dad's death.

Pretending like that hadn't bothered him, he said, "Yeah, I don't know shit about what lures frogs. Insects?" Which wasn't helpful. "Guess we're going to have to catch them one by one. You locate 'em, I'll grab 'em."

[glamdaddybear]

While it may not have seemed like it, Freddy was alerted to the way the other tensed at the nickname and edited his information to include not to use nicknames with Ronan unless he cleared it first... which he would wait to ask at this point. With that marked he proceeded to focus on the current situation.

"Unfortunately I do not know either... knowledge of frog specifics was not a required portion of my independent database." He admitted, even as he scanned the area for not just motion that was out in the open, but slightly obscured motions. "There are a few behind that box there." He added, offering a small nod and pointing to the box in question. The frogs were completely out of his line of sight, nor were any of them jumping up to the point of being seen over the box.