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Test Drive Meme

Did you want to test your characters? Do you want something that you can use for an RP sample without digging up an old thread? Well, here you have it. Pick one or multiple prompts below or, if you want, make a prompt of your own. Just be sure to tag around so that everyone gets plenty of exposure.

1: Explosions in space! Space Bandits attacked the space colony everyone was visiting! Dozens of fighters and mobile armors fly through space, locked in deadly combat. Are you among those battling to save lives? Or are you watching from the windows, praying everything will be safe?

2: Explosions underground! You were part of a trading party, exchanging supplies with an underground penal colony when alien animals burrowed through the walls and started assaulting convict and Confederation member alike! What are you going to do?

3: Explosions over the city! The Colosseum is shooting off fireworks as part of a concert or a sporting event! Are you watching in the crowd, a main attraction, or watching the bright colors from the city?

4: Explosions on an asteroid! You're either observing, guarding, or mining an asteroid! It's rather dull, save for the explosions that rock the ground under your feet. It looks like it'll continue to be just as slow, but... was that something moving in the shadows there?

5: Explosions on a space station! As you approached a research station, you receive a distress signal! Fire's broken out and their systems aren't up to spec! Can you do anything? Are you a part of a scouting crew or out for a joyride in your new yacht? And is this an accident, or something more sinister?

6: Explosions at the gym! Explosive competition! Swimming, weightlifting, running, boxing, someone has just challenged you! Whether they know it or not, you're going to do your best to show them up.

7: Explosions in the past! A star has died! The Fleet is flying through the nebula it left behind, with swirls of beauty as far as the eye can see. If you're the type, you can watch it all you like.

8: Explosions on the road! Most of the traffic on the Teuberg is computer controlled, but some young showoff took his off the grid and promptly caused a wreck! Traffic has been backed up for almost half an hour now, with no way out for you and the people in your vehicle. Are you close enough to see if anyone needs help? Or are you just stuck with people who are as late for their appointments as you are?

9: Explosions in the marketplace! Explosive bargains! You're in a trading hub, surrounded by stalls of all kinds selling every type of merchandise you can imagine! Luckily, you've got enough money to handle a few purchases here. Will you buy one of those daggers on display? An incense burner? Some alien fruit? Or maybe you're on the run from the corrupt guards? Or perhaps you're the one doing the chasing, did someone just steal your wallet?

10: Explosions in your mind! The explosive inspiration that drives this world! Make up your own prompt!

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Who, me?

[ man. this guy really needs to lighten up. all stuff and stuff... either Zack is going to strive to fix that or, well. he'll just get awkward. ]

Just a little warm up before getting to the good stuff.

[ do you know how long it's been since Zack's had actual food? well... he doesn't know either. looking around at the stalls? it doesn't look like it is a thing that's going to happen for a considerable amount of time yet. man, there is nothing he recognizes here. nothing that looks like it could be safe for consumption.

chances are that there is something, but finding what is like playing some form of roulette that his stomach would pay the price for later. that doesn't mean he won't pick something up and give it a once -

but then there's something colliding with the back of his head. gonna just turn around and look and - ]

Hey!

Respect the moron filled with malice, wants to hack up my robot like a junk dealer, and throw me into the vacuum of space? I'd sooner let them kill me.

[Since knowing Judau, she allowed herself to try and understand others. These people didn't deserve it, sensing their bloodlust all the way from her cockpit. Desperate maybe, but she had to make her redemption for the little life used for war.

Regardless, she's ignoring the other pilot who interfered, the Quin Mantha suddenly moving. If they had such a death wish, she would give it to these pirates. Beam saber coming from the machine, she slashed away at the incoming foes, the gigantic beam tearing through the mobile armors easily.]

[Puru Two had been already trying to bargain with others when she saw the Kaname chasing someone. Out of curiosity, after getting a bag of snacks, she followed after the high-schooler.

Don't mind the little girl/clone bred for war calmly eating her meal as Kaname beat on the thief. Seemed appropriate.]

Aim for the neck and you can easily hold him down.

[Kaname digs her heel (not too bad on the felon considering she's wearing sneakers) into the guy, and turns to look at Puru Two.]

I don't wanna break it.

"Get away!" shouted a man's voice from behind one of the shuttles. The next few shots would be aimed at Dhianeila, as floating ghost women were apparently scarier than whatever he thought Zouichi was.

Zouichi stepped off the edge of the catwalk and landed some fifty feet down on the floor of the hangar, running directly toward the source of the gunfire. This was totally the guy.

Never said stomp on it, but whatever works.

[And she's still eating while watching; nice to have this stuff called "junk food" for a change. Nice and crunchy, and the cheese was good too.]

An idiot of a thief. No accomplice or anything?

[Poor tactics. Even Judau had friends for that stuff, based on what she heard from Glemy. She didn't know anymore how reliable that information was.]

[Was that a new model mobile suit? She hadn't seen that type before, neither Zeon nor Earth Federation, not even AEUG. But someone did tip her offer, small pain coming to her head. Was that--impossible. She shook it off.

Well, hard to get answers from a dead man.

The Quin Mantha moves, beam saber extended and slashing apart the machine chasing Riddhe with ease. Her funnels are assisting her cover as well, shooting at the other mobile armors aiming at them.]

I assume you can talk while fighting. Identify yourself.

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[Space bandits huh? Seemed odd to suddenly attack, but the defense force seemed to be in need of help. Luckily, there was one pilot already heading out in a rather large mobile suit: the Gundam ZZ! Good thing they allowed him the extra armor on this thing.]

Time to save the day and make some money! This is Judau Ashta, Double-Zeta, launching!

[Of course he didn't plan on killing the pilots if he could. Still, all that scrap metal would go to waste in space if he didn't collect it. And as it stood right now, if there's a way to get back home, maybe some money could help. If not, maybe he could come across someone.

For now, the rather bulky Gundam is out within space, firing off a barrage of blasts from the beam cannon. They didn't seem so skilled, so he was cocky. He may not have liked war, but the chance at saving people? Being depressed didn't go so well when he fought once. Had to have some confidence to be at his best.]

4.

[Rather than fighting, this was a rather boring job. Boring was good though; no people dying. Of course, this led Judau to sleep on the job. In his cockpit, he was snoring up a storm, easily settled into his chair as he snoozed away. He could always sense when an enemy was going to attack anyway, and his alarm was set too.

Still, he was slacking off on the job. Wake him up?]

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Oh come on! That scrap metal is easily worth more than that!

[Don't mind Judau here. Just arguing with a vendor here regarding the material he managed to haul back. Was not easy without a ship of his own. No telling how much that cost. The vendor wasn't budging though on Judau's high offers for the metal he brought in though.]

Oh come on! Next thing you're gonna tell me is that bandit attacks like that are too common! With this much stuff, you could build a ZAKU out of it!

[The man under her foot groans, and Kaname picks up her purse while leaning her weight on him.]

Why the hell would he need one? Guy thought he was picking on a helpless high school girl.

Because of a situation like this happening.

[But what else could be expected from the lower class? She takes a quick note of the nearby vending machine. Hmmm, a chance to try soft drinks...]

Can you hold him like that for a few seconds? I need something.

[Not even waiting for Kaname to say anything, Puru Two walks on the guy, ignoring the painful groans as she slipped in the cash and began pressing away at the upper buttons. Who designed this thing like this, really?]

Shut up, you're a better stool when you're quiet.

He's all yours if you want, I'm done with him.

[Honestly she had much better things to do than deal with a snobby girl and a pathetic thief. Or, at least, in her opinion they were better things.]

[Mineva is just passing through during the course of this argument. It's the word 'Zaku' that naturally has her pausing and, after a moment of assessment, she leans over toward the young man to murmur:]

It would be a rather poor machine with so little.

[A new model mobile suit? Looked fancier than some of the ones he saw, but someone was in trouble, right! Moving the ZZ Gundam, he aims at the fighter and fires. The machine exploding from the blow, he gives a thumbs up to the other pilot.]

Back in the green! You alright?

No way! I know my robots, and I could easily make one better than those other guys, easy! Plus I--

If Mineva takes offense to the way he's talked to her, she doesn't seem to show it. When on is surrounded by adults their whole lives, they tend not to take much offense at adult speech. Or Mineva didn't.

"I'm fine. We should be topside soon. I'm sure the ship is still waiting."

[Wait, this presence. He blinked, jumping back a bit. He would question it, but--]

Wait, people actually know what a Zaku is here? Who are you?

I imagine he'll then try to push me off and try to take me down, in which case I will have no choice to defend myself using lethal measures. You're going to stay until I get a drink I find appropriate.

[Smart and good pilot or not, she was still technically a ten year old girl and had the body of one. Getting the first drink, a regular one of...something. She honestly didn't know what she was getting. Yet just as soon as she drinks it, the clone spits it out. First attempt was a fail.]

Ugh, that's revolting. This isn't how all soda tastes, is it?

There is precisely nothing in any of those alternate adjectives he hates less than 'afraid'. And yes, he has an entire schema for rating stuff he hates.

And excuse you, he did not 'take bait'. He is showing you how WRONG you are. Because you are. Wrong. So wrong. All the wrong.

And also a show off. No one likes a show off.

"Fraggin' implied it."

But, yeah, if she thinks he's going to get in a dainty-off with her, she's wrong. He just grabs the next car's bumper and drags it over, and oops, sorry protesting driver. At least he didn't flip it.

[Weeeeeeell...]

Yes.

Whatever brought me here drew me through the portal.

[He sighs, looking just a bit aggravated.]

I don't know how you Users get by.

[The sounds of the fight thankfully recede as the crowd moves away, and true to his word Tron keeps the thugs safely occupied. There's a worrying burst of weapons fire, as well as a couple shouts of pain, but soon enough Tron jogs back up, looking satisfied with himself and also a bit singed. He's going to need some time in medical to deal with that energy burn on his side, but you should see the other guy.]

Don't slow down. More might be on the way.

[It's addressed to the stragglers as Tron catches up, and he waves just a little cheekily to Elliot.]

[For a moment, Mineva simply looks at him a touch surprised. She's not as developed as Banagher perhaps but there's still that spark there that she's begun to recognize. It stills her tongue briefly before she lays hold of the man's arm without much warning.]

You can feel that, can't you.

[It's an assertion, not a question.]

[She knew. That meant she was a Newtype. Finally, someone from his world! Yet there seemed to be something familiar about the presence. Maybe it was from someone close that he knew?

He nods, noticing the hand on his arm. Glancing back at the vendor, he snatches the bag from the counter with a fake smirk.]

I'll let ya off this time. Bigger business just rolled in!

[Looking back at Mineva, that smirk was gone.]

I think we should make chit-chat before we formed a line here about this. Never was the kind of guy that liked people shouting.

[...Well not in this way at least. If he was going to annoy someone, it was either through important work, or intentionally pushing buttons.]

[It's not a secret if the maintenance crews know about it too.]

Caused enough of them.

[That pronouncement has its usual cargo of pride and flatness that tends to accompany most references to things he did when he was Rinzler.]

It's your world. Why would you not be interested in its parts?

[ It's actually quite an impressive throw - for Cloud. He'd almost be proud... In any other situation. (Maybe if it actually hit its mark.)

Luckily, though, there's no time for dwelling on that - for once, the failure is overshadowed by something more. In this case, his immediate recognition, and the bad case of shock that follows. The vendor behind him isn't very happy (or is very loudly unhappy), and the thief is still making off into the crowd, well out of range and almost out of sight, now, but that's all background noise, meaningless wallpaper in the shape of a crowded market, because--

That's-- ]

...Zack?

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I need to watch ZZ. It's soooo long though, haha.

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i most certainly do not!!