Test Drive Meme

[crux_mods]

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

[starburned]

["Post-scarcity civilization" is something Del is still trying to get her head around, as it happens, and she realizes how silly the offer probably sounds right as she makes it, but old habits die hard.

She shrugs, waves one hand in a waggling gesture that in her own time and place would mean something like "Pretend I didn't say that." She's used to the slipups of being not-from-these-parts, and tries not to call too much attention to them when she makes them.]

If you say so, then. Appreciate the graciousness about it.

[blindlygo]

[The gesture is foreign to him, but the intent isn't, and so Geordi is completely ready to shrug off the entire incident. Accidents happen, for one, and he's made a few social faux pas himself since arriving, for all the similarities between the Confederacy and his Federation.

But then he has to go and get an idea.]

Tell you what, you could make it up by telling me where you got those. They aren't inedible for humans, right?

[starburned]

[One corner of Del's mouth turns up in an almost-smile, and she taps the Fleet omnicorder on her hip.]

Not unless this thing's a liar.

[She turns and gestures back in the direction she came, then adds after a momentary hesitation]

Treat you to some of them, if you like?

[This world of the Confederacy may not deal in debts and repayments the same way hers does, but she figures the offer probably won't be taken badly -- and it'll satisfy her own sensibilities about reparations for her clumsiness.]

[blindlygo]

[It's not taken badly at all, if Geordi's grin is any indication.]

It's a date. [And then he promptly stumbles over his tongue.] Or, not a date, but- you know. Never mind. [Commander Riker would be laughing himself to tears if he were watching. As it is, Geordi runs a hand over his face, sighs, and starts again.]

Sorry, that was a bad start. That sounds like a good compromise to me.

[starburned]

Del huffs out a quiet laugh -- she knows the feeling of an awkward start -- and turns to lead the way back in the direction she came.]

Right, then.

Name's Del, by the way. Del Wellet. How're you called, mucka?

[blindlygo]

[Well, it could have been worse, even if he has no idea what mucka means.]

Geordi La Forge is my full name, but most people just call me Geordi. Nice to meet you, Del.

[starburned]

Pleasure's mine.

[She takes another look at his uniform. Definitely not Confederation-issued, but that doesn't mean much. Del makes a gesture that takes in the marketplace, the space station they're on, and more broadly the swath of the universe in which she's recently found herself.]

From around here, Geordi?

[blindlygo]

Nowhere even close.

[He chuckles ruefully as he shakes his head.]

For one, I was born on Earth, but I've been in space for years since then, and I've never heard of anything like this. The Confederacy, or the part of space we're in now.

[starburned]

[One of Del's eyebrows quirks upwards just a bit at the mention of his being from Earth. It still exists in her world, but she's never been there and has met precious few people who have. As near as she can tell thus far, though, there's a lot of Earthborn among the various newcomers to the Fleet.]

Nothing like them where I hailed from, either. Corporate dominions wouldn't much take to the idea.

[She shrugs; politics are a bit outside her wheelhouse.]

People're people, though. Worlds are worlds. Doesn't seem that much different in those ways.

[blindlygo]

[Corporate dominions? Sounds strange, but then again, he comes from a pretty ideal society, and Prime Directive means he's had it drilled into him not to comment on someone else's way of life just from a first impression.]

Doesn't keep it from being just strange enough to keep us from getting completely used to it. For example, those? [He gestures to the omnicorder she has at her side.] They're called tricorders where I'm from. I've been correcting myself on the name ever since I got one.

[starburned]

Can see where that'd throw a body off.

[It's not the language that's giving Del any particular trouble. More the scale of things, and maybe to some extent the philosophies behind the Confederation.

But she likes to think she's adapting pretty well. Del gestures around at the market.]

Biggest difference on my end's all the not-human folk. Humankind's about decided we're on our own, where I'm from.

[blindlygo]

They're something else, all right. The Dorf aren't so different, but the Frosh and the Jool look pretty strange, huh?

[From his tone, Geordi finds them a bit strange himself. He's met plenty of other races, but a lot of them have been humanoid and very similar in appearance to humans.

In the meantime, he's apparently caught sight of something up ahead. He gestures down a way toward some stalls up ahead.]

Is that what we're looking for?

[starburned]

That's the one.

[Del finally remembers the food in her hand and successfully spears one of the fried dough balls with the little stick of sharpened wood. She gestures a little with it.]

Always have liked trying the food when I get my boots off-ship.

[blindlygo]

[Geordi nods, and steps into line. Once he's by the counter, he exchanges a few friendly words with the person there before he gets his own little package.]

Wish I'd had the time for it, myself.

[starburned]

[And in keeping with the arrangement, Del drops the credits to pay for his share onto the countertop. Fair's fair.]

What is it you do when you're in your own end of the universe?

[blindlygo]

Me? I'm an engineer. [The Chief Engineer, but he doesn't want to sound like he's bragging, even if he is proud of his position.] Usually when I went down to a planet, it was because there was something the Captain needed me to look at, and that didn't leave much time for sampling the local food stalls.