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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!
fuckinstoplights: (Every step you take I'll be watching)

[personal profile] fuckinstoplights 2014-01-15 05:11 am (UTC)(link)
His instincts, artificial or otherwise, screamed at him to flee. To get away. But, conversely, there was a trail of curiosity flitting through his systems. It kept him from outright running.

Besides, what the human said didn't make any sense.

"What are you talking about?" he asked. "What do you mean... get out?"
abtakha: (double blind)

[personal profile] abtakha 2014-01-15 05:21 am (UTC)(link)
Cassie had a blinding realization. This mechwarrior...was an idiot.

"Out of your 'mech, you mouthbreathing pendejo. You know. Open the hatch. Climb down."

When not in disguise/on assignment, diplomacy was not her strong suite.
fuckinstoplights: (Strangling you is cathartic for me.)

[personal profile] fuckinstoplights 2014-01-15 05:28 am (UTC)(link)
... Open the hatch? The human couldn't possibly mean his fuel hatch, did she? He looks down for a minute, one hand brushing against the hatch -- awkwardly placed between his hips. No, that didn't seem right.

He looked up again, confusion turning to anger.

"I don't know what you're talking about!"
abtakha: (double blind)

[personal profile] abtakha 2014-01-15 05:42 am (UTC)(link)
She watched the mechwarrior...push on the hip joint. At that moment she emerged. This person was clearly too dumb to harm her.

"The cockpit. The thing you're sitting in. You have got to be the stupidest mechwarrior I've ever met, and that's saying a lot."

She did have to admit it was an unusual cockpit though. It was so well painted, it almost looked like it had a real expression of irritation. Some kind of holo-projection?
fuckinstoplights: (I STAND ALONE.)

[personal profile] fuckinstoplights 2014-01-15 05:44 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm not sitting in anything!"

He gestured to his -- well, the only word for it would be "crotch", if he were human. That was the hatch. That was the "cockpit", literally, had he transformed. He didn't know of any others.

"I'm not a warrior, either! I'm ... a prototype!"
abtakha: (measure of a hero)

[personal profile] abtakha 2014-01-15 12:01 pm (UTC)(link)
"A...prototype."

Ah, he must have meant one of those torso mounted cockpits that were being tested. That would explain the gesturing towards his mech's hip and at least some of the confusion. Still terminally stupid, in her opinion, but somewhat less so.

"Tell me more."

Might as well wring a little info out of him, she thought.
Edited 2014-01-15 12:01 (UTC)
fuckinstoplights: (Oh hell no you did not.)

[personal profile] fuckinstoplights 2014-01-16 12:04 am (UTC)(link)
Tell more? What... why? He grimaced, trying to figure out what exactly she wanted to hear. He made a helpless gesture at himself.

"Stealth prototype. For the BP series..."

Broad shoulders shrugged.

"I don't know what you want me to say." And he wasn't used to actually talking to human beings. Other than the mechanics.
abtakha: (measure of a hero)

[personal profile] abtakha 2014-01-16 11:07 am (UTC)(link)
He was talking as if he had no pilot whatsoever. But that was a stupid idea. Everyone knew the self-piloted mech was a failed idea, never getting beyond the crudest AI.

"How about some specs?" Get while the getting's good, she thought.
fuckinstoplights: (Oh hell no you did not.)

[personal profile] fuckinstoplights 2014-01-16 10:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Specs...? His plans? The details of his model type? He shook his head, firmly, uneasily.

"I don't have that. Only the mechanics do."

He knew his frame. He knew how it operated and how to maintain it. But there was little he was allowed to know, beyond that.