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Crux Fleet Moderators ([personal profile] crux_mods) wrote in [community profile] spacehorses2014-01-13 07:45 pm
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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!
jackstabbed: (THINK MY COLLECTION'S COMPLETE)

Oswald / Glen Baskerville | Pandora Hearts ... 9 or pick your own! \o/

[personal profile] jackstabbed 2014-01-15 02:24 am (UTC)(link)
[ Daggers and fruit hold little interest for Oswald. For one thing, he isn't particularly fond of foods that go squish and leak juice everywhere when he bites them. For another, he doesn't really need any additional weapons. Moreover many other trinkets, while they may hold passing interest and incite his curiosity, are too alien for him to be particularly comfortable with yet. But if there's one thing that transcends time and worlds, it's music - and some instruments seem to be near universal.

Therefore, for quite some time Oswald can be found browsing a stall or two devoted to instruments of all kind. He comes from a time pre-dating electricity, so some of them seem almost magical, but even he can recognize a piano...like... thing when he sees it - and it is this more than aught else which holds his attention.

The problem is, he can't quite seem to get the hang of adjusting the settings to properly test it out. Feeling generous? Want to help an out of place pianist out? ]
Edited 2014-01-15 02:25 (UTC)
reassembling: who needs butlers when maids are superior (electronic field)

[personal profile] reassembling 2014-01-15 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
That is quite enough of that. [ Oops, it seems that latest too-loud noise might've drawn the attention of one of the other marketgoers, who doesn't sound too pleased by the disturbance.

She strides briskly over, flanked by two small robots which seem to be her-- attendants? ]


Eve realizes that not all may be familiar with technology such as this, but the operation of this device is really quite simple. See here- [ she says, jabbing at the volume control ] -this controls the strength of the sound emitted.

Please learn to use it so that further incidents of this nature can be avoided. [ because ow, her ears. ]
jackstabbed: (ONCE IN THE ABYSS)

sorry for the delay - I've been sick with bronchitis

[personal profile] jackstabbed 2014-01-17 07:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[ His wince at the noise he inadvertently caused turns into a chagrinned start as a sharp voice begins to lecture him. ]

My apologies -- thank you - ah... miss.

[ Oops he might be staring at her a little, too, but he quickly catches himself and drops his gaze back to the instrument. ]
nobleminded: (espressivo)

9 (and just eat your grape tomatoes Oswald :|)

[personal profile] nobleminded 2014-01-15 05:56 am (UTC)(link)
[Behold, another music aficionado has appeared! He's quite unaware of just how much the two of you have in common. One thing he can agree on, however, is that thing looks like a piano but most definitely is not.

Elliot merely stares at the instrument for a few moments as Oswald tests it.
]

What is that supposed to be?!
jackstabbed: (WOULDN'T YOU THINK I'M THE GLEN)

sorry for the delay - I've been sick with bronchitis;; also hell no! too squishy!

[personal profile] jackstabbed 2014-01-17 07:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Oswald glances sidelong at Elliot before looking back at the keyboard with a slight shrug. ]

I believe it is a piano of some sort.

[ Thanks to Eve's instructions, he at least has it working sort of right. It's just - currently whenever any of the keys are pressed, they sound like dog barks instead of like normal piano keys. ]
senseandcecilbility: (doubt)

[personal profile] senseandcecilbility 2014-01-15 08:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[Oh, a musically inclined person who seems to be as lost as he is.]

I do not know how to tune that either, sir, though I gather that in space one must press buttons in order to achieve the desirable results.

[He waits expectantly for the gentleman's next move. It cannot be that difficult, right?]
Edited 2014-01-15 20:32 (UTC)
jackstabbed: (OR A PERFECT BASKERVILLE)

sorry for the delay. :c I've been sick with bronchitis and haven't been tagging.

[personal profile] jackstabbed 2014-01-17 07:54 pm (UTC)(link)
The trouble is finding the right button...

[ Glen sighs as he carefully tries another one. This time, pressing the keys makes a sound like wind chimes. Which is... better than the dogs or frogs or bird tweets of before. ]
senseandcecilbility: (smiting hand)

No problem. I hope you're feeling better. <3

[personal profile] senseandcecilbility 2014-01-18 08:45 am (UTC)(link)
[He tilts his head at the sound of wind chimes.]

Very soothing, sir. Though still not what we are looking for, is it?

[There is only one way to figure out which is the right one. With a polite bow, Kevin steps forward and starts pressing every single keys.

Bells, giant lizard roar, fish bubbles, female scream...oh, wait! That was a violin. My, my, it seems they are getting close...
]
Edited 2014-01-18 08:46 (UTC)
accompaniment: little sister, queens of the stone age. (no more livin' life behind a shadow)

ahahaHAHAHA no i'm sorry already

[personal profile] accompaniment 2014-01-18 03:46 am (UTC)(link)
[why, of course she'd love to help her beloved elder brother out! there's nothing she'd like more (other than to go home), so she bounds up to him and, from behind him, reaches around him to press a finger against a key.]

Having trouble, big brother? [she asks as (if she doesn't already know) she listens to the shrill sound the... the thing with the piano keys make, ah, that is not a desirable sound.

well, she did always leave the piano playing up to him, didn't she?]
jackstabbed: (THE GLEN WHO HAS EVERYTHING)

[personal profile] jackstabbed 2014-01-18 04:49 am (UTC)(link)
[ Ow owww that was his ear, but he is pretty sure it is damaged beyond all repair now. ]

Ah -- Lacie [ Nope still wincing as he makes an attempt to turn the volume down or turn it off or something ]

Yes. [ Ah there. Volume down to a more reasonable level. He's still trying to find a setting that makes it actually sound like a piano though. ] ... please don't touch it. [ Though even as he says that he's pretty sure that's going to inspire her to touch it anyway. ]
accompaniment: little talks, of monsters and men. (tell her that i miss our little talks)

[personal profile] accompaniment 2014-01-18 05:23 am (UTC)(link)
[hmmm, at least he seems to have solved the problem himself. kudos to him! that's her big brother, conquering one piece of technology at a time. she does have the courtesy to shoot him a sorry, love look from behind, before she puts her hands behind her back.

well!]


If the volume was the problem, maybe we should heed the controls next time. [she explains, darting out to stand at his side instead of beside him.] Did you want to play it?