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!

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[doesnotsimply]

Boromir visibly squares his shoulders up as the strange man gestures to two guards. His first thought to lay the man out for his impudence.

"Look. I have been brought here against my will, forced to stay abed whilst your healers perform inumerable arcane rituals over me, and then told I am not to so much as stretch my legs without someone holding my hand." There is a rather obvious lack of anyone holding his hand, or even accompanying him on his walk.

Boromir is red in the face but his hand has not strayed to his sword. Yet.

"Do you not think you can just let me go for a walk around this, place, with some of the comforts of home for an hour without harassing me?"

[constableodo]

"Ha!" Odo won't hear his whining arguments. His irritation shows by his very dry tone. "Many people didn't choose to be here, and they're not carrying weapons around! So, either you give me this," he points at the sword "or you will have to follow me." He humphs in irritation, looking straight at the man.

[doesnotsimply]

For a moment it looks like he might just draw his sword rather than hand it over but the bone deep respect for a uniform, whatever uniform, from his life in the military wins over.

"Fine!" He shouts at Odo, a blood vessel in his temple beating visibly. He undoes the sword belt and all but throws it at the offending constable. "At least tell me where I can go around here where I can see the sky and feel something other than this, this..." He pounds the nearest plastic wall with a clenched fist.

[constableodo]

Odo scoffs and catches the sword, fast enough that he doesn't have to morph. "I'm afraid it'll be in a cell, for now. Assaulting a security officer in duty will not get you very far in life," he says sarcastically. He grabs the man and gestures to the guards. "Search him." The man could have anything else on him. Besides, Odo couldn't let him go and destroy everything he finds just because he's not happy with the rules. Odo sighs.

[doesnotsimply]

"What?" Boromir yells. "I just gave you the damn sword!" He struggles in Odo's grip, fighting the guards as they proceed to search him. Why can't they just leave him alone with is misery, he wonders.

Breaking Odo's hold on him, he lands a punch on the shoulder of one of the other guards.

[constableodo]

Oh, he won't get away with that. "You will stop this now." Odo grabs the man again, this time more strongly. Much more strongly. In fact, he is quite a bit stronger than a human, even if this man is stong himself. Odo will also search him himself and drag him to the cells.

[doesnotsimply]

Boromir continues to struggle against Odo's grip, but it is quickly becoming clear to him that there is more to Odo than the simple matter of his overly smooth face.

"Get off of me!" He shouts, still fighting despite the fact that it seems useless. The guard he punched moves back in and helps his colleague get the man cuffed with his hands behind his back.

[constableodo]

At least Odo and the guards could subdue the man. Odo then dragged him to his cell and finished searching him thouroughly. Once he made sure the man had nothing (left) on him, he freed his arms, left the cell and closed it on the man.

"You will stay here until I have a good explanation of why you were wandering around with weapons. After that, I'll see." Odo scoffs.

[doesnotsimply]

"I was wandering around with weapons because I am a warrior!" Boromir yells out of the bars, hanging his head against them. He is the picture of abject misery, mixed with an unhealthy dose of culture shock induced anger.

"I am Boromir, son of Denethor, Captain-General of the white city of Gondor. My place is in battle with my men and a sword at my side." He declares. "No amount of sorcery your healers can pump into my head can change that."

[constableodo]

Oh, right. He will be handled like a Klingon, then.

"There is no battle right now, and if there were one, it would not allow you to wander around with those," he points at the weapons that are still on the table nearby, " instead of actually going there. Besides, I don't think such primitive weapons would be of any use." Odo scoffs.

[doesnotsimply]

"Do your warriors not go armed?" Boromir gestures to the gravsticks the other guards are carrying. "They may only be clubs but in the right circumstances they could do as much damage as my sword." He stands back from the bars and takes a deep breath, wishing that Faramir was here to talk him out of this mess.

"Why then should I be any different in my allowance of weapons?"

[constableodo]

Odo sighs and rolls his eyes. "Your weapons are too dangerous for you to wander with outside of a battle. You will have your weapons when you need them. That is, in a battle." He harrumphs, leaves the room, leaving only guards to watch the Klingon man, and shakes his head. "Klingons," he mutters in his breath.