spacehorses | 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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Spock hasn't forgotten his manners. At Janeway's appearance he stands, and then inclines his head curiously. A Starfleet officer. The stance gives her away. For a moment Spock doesn't recognise her; he'd long left Starfleet by the time she had returned and become an Admiral, but the story of her ship and its crew had caught the fancy of many across an Alpha Quadrant ravaged by war. Somewhere among all that news he might have seen an image of her just as she is now, a young Captain with as much heart as a young Captain that he had once served with. Those were the adventures that caught the imagination--even the imagination of an old Vulcan with more pressing matters on his mind.

"Of course."

Having circled the table, he turns out a chair for her, careful to keep the steel legs from scraping offensively across the floor.

"I was beginning to grow tired of keeping myself company. You're more than welcome to join me."

And he's a gentleman to boot. Janeway inclines her head in thanks and lets her hand trail over the chair's back as she steps around to take a seat. "Thank you, sir," she says, and adds, joking, "I'd say it's an honor, but I'd hate to imply I was glad anyone was lonely."

The Vulcan reputation for humorless doesn't matter. She doesn't let it stop her when she gets Tuvok a birthday cake, she isn't going to let it stop her now. Instead she's just going to lean forward on the table, watching how bursts of color from the fireworks display plays over the former officer's face.

"Captain Kathryn Janeway, USS Voyager," she says by way of introduction. There's no expectation anyone might recognize her -- it's easy to forget that the ship's reputation might precede her when the ship just gets transmissions here and there through the Pathfinder project. "I have to admit, it's a surprise to see you here."

He considers her attempt to lighten the conversation as any Vulcan might - seriously - and keeps his response to himself: that if anyone had come to understand the difficulties of loneliness, Janeway had. He chose, he thought wisely, to keep that particular comment to himself, and instead released her chair, returning to his own seat and settling with grace.

"Of course--Captain." She hadn't returned yet, hadn't been given her admiralty, raised to a rank she probably didn't want. When you spent so long on a ship, grew accustomed to it, took the crew as your family, being removed from them was too much for some. And some captains just didn't belong behind a desk. He had known just such a captain personally.

"It should no more surprise you to see me than it would a young Captain Archer; as I understand it, the anomaly that brought us here is a fracture through dimensions as well as spacetime. We may even come to meet alternate versions of ourselves, in time."

Some of the rigidity had gone out of Voyager's crew structure, but they'd still put a lot of effort into maintaining the structure of Starfleet operations. Voyager really was her family -- Janeway took care of them, even tried to help them grow in the right directions -- but sometimes being captain still meant she had to invite herself to the table.

Well, she's neither ordering other crews into hostile territory to make history, or shepherding her own now. Right now, she's at netted herself a seat with a living legend, whose work as far as Janeway knew didn't take him near anomalies anymore. ...And he's dropping something of a bombshell. That smile is gone already, and surprise is evident in her expression.

"The big three," she says. "Displacement in time and space I'm all too familiar with -- " now there's an understatement "-- but alternate realities on top of it? Ambassador, if that's true, it's going to be a lot more complicated than trying to get people to the right time and place."

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