Test Drive Meme

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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!

Comments

[17thangel]

Maria just turns a bit green and shivers, looking to be more with rage than fear.

"It.... You don't want to know! Solaris was terrible and evil! Even their food production was terrible and evil!"

[bestowmercy]

The sudden outburst catches Rena off-guard, and for a moment she does little more than look back at Maria with surprise. So much anger, all at once-- what had she been through, in that place? This young girl...

...well, the story of what and why isn't the important thing at the moment. The more important thing is... Rena turns to the display before them, and the middle-aged man lounging sleepily in his seat behind it, chewing on a stalk of something vaguely purple and possibly organic. If he'd heard anything of Maria's outburst, it doesn't show.

"Excuse me, sir?"

The man shifts a bit, grunts in annoyance, and opens one bleary eye. "Yeah? You buying or what?"

Rena seems unfazed, continuing on in a polite tone: "If it's alright, could we ask a bit about the ingredients that go into these cakes?"

"...tch." In a tone of do you really have to ask, can't you tell. The man sits up and folds his arms with a huff. "Recipe's a trade secret. But I can tell you ladies that we've only ever used certified, bona-fide agroship-grown cream and fruits in all our treats. None of that little lady's soyeelent-whatever-nonsense. Don't believe me, you can look up our records. Flour and sugar and eggs're fabricated for the lower shelf--" gesturing at the selection below, where the shortcake in question sits, "but top shelf's a hundred percent grown. Means you gotta pay the extra credits, 'course."

[17thangel]

Maria looks at the other girl, then at the cake, biting her bottom lip a bit, then back at the girl. She found the cake first, and Maria really didn't eat animal proteins if she could avoid it. Shevat didn't have them so they tended to make her hate life for a few hours afterwards.

"I really just wanted the fruit, it really looks like the cake is what you wanted. But I wonder."

She reaches into her pouch and looks at the shop keeper, "I have plenty of credits, and I'm not going against you as a chef, but there's only so much cake. You wouldn't happen to just have the top shelf things for sale? I haven't had real fruit in... A very long time."

She looks over at Rena, "You did want the cake, right?"

[bestowmercy]

The man snorts. "What? Listen, you think I'm gonna just scrape off the fruit and sell that? What am I gonna do with the bottom half? You want fruit, go to the green-grow produce guys."

Rena sighs, a quiet sound Maria might barely catch. He was certainly being rude, but no reason to stoop to his level. She glances back at Maria and smiles, meeting her look.

"Shall we share, then? We can pay half each, and it won't be as expensive."

[17thangel]

Maria narrows her eyes at the man, her hand moving towards her watch before Rena speaks to her. Shaking her head she nods a bit and pulls some coins form her pouch, offering them over and smiling.

"Sure. I'm good with that!"

[bestowmercy]

Well, crisis averted! For what crisis it was. And the important thing to Rena is that Maria looks like she's not thinking as much about darker things in the past, now.

Rena fishes out some coins of her own before taking Maria's offered share. Once the money's on the counter, the vendor's surprisingly more efficient; it's only a matter of moments before the cake's on the counter in a nice little cardboard box (pink and white, cut and folded and printed to look like a... well, a slice of cake. It's quite cute, actually, which makes Rena wonder a little if someone else was in charge of that. The man's wife? Hmm.)

She gives the man a polite thank you before taking the box, utensils taped to the side, and holds it out to Maria. "Here. Shall we find a place to sit with this?"

[17thangel]

She peers at the box, then the man and nods slightly before taking the box. Something about the other girl reminded her of someone she knew from home so she was willing to go with the split being fair so after looking at the box for a second she nodded and smiled a bit.

"Sure, lead the way?"

[bestowmercy]

She nods, and does just that, with a glance to her side to make sure Maria's keeping up. "There's a little park with some benches not too far from here. Hopefully a bit less crowded, too." It would be nice to have a bit of breathing room after spending the day walking.

Hmm? Ah, she'd forgotten something, hadn't she?

"My name's Rena, by the way. What's yours?"

[17thangel]

She blinks and stops, "Oh. I'm so sorry. I've been rude. I'm Maria Balthasar of the Shevatan air force."

She bows deeply at that, her hair falling into her face a bit which she flails to brush out of the way.

"Well, not that it matters since Shevat is grounded, but I've been saying that for so long now...."

[bestowmercy]

Rena stops with her, and cheerfully returns the bow with one of her own.

"Don't worry about it. Everyone has a place they belong to, don't they?" Shevat must be her home, then. Maria'd mentioned it before. From the sound of it, Rena might guess it to be a kind of ship, like the ones in the Fleet.

"Is it alright to call you Maria?"

[17thangel]

"Just don't call me squirt and we're fine. Though I dunno about places to belong, there's not a lot left where I'm from."

She wrinkles her nose a bit, "Getting drug here is probably the only thing that saved my Seibzehn after all and that was pretty dicey."