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The Station: Test Drive

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Welcome to the Station's Test Drive

Here, you will have the chance to try your character's voice out before apping them into the game. Feel free to play out in whatever means you would like - through the Station's communicators which are video and voice or either one alone, through action tags or prose, or whatever else you wish.

Please note that testing a character here does not guarantee that you have a reservation on that character. You may reserve a character HERE. Also note that this may be used as one of your samples for your application, though the mods may ask for more if what is provided is not considered sufficient. Finally, any thing played out on the test drive will not be considered character canon until after your character has woken up on the Station, as each character is given a unique scenario for their character's waking upon acceptance to the game.

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Jack nods in response to Rose's questions, and his gaze gets distant for a moment. "Satellite Five...that's been a while ago for me. But, yeah. Leather jacket, suit and hair, this one's all curly hair and this ridiculously long scarf. Fun fact, also the one that originally built K-9, got the tin dog with him, too. He's way from our past. It's still the same guy, but...not." It's a little too long to go into detail right now, and Jack is still wrapping his head around some aspects of it.

"Ran into that one you mentioned, coat and hair, not terribly long ago, or a really long time ago depending on how you measure it," Jack shrugs. "Assuming that's the one you're traveling with now, then? Guess that means I'm time-forward of you, so you're safe to explain whatever, and I've gotta watch what I say. For once." A playful smirk spreads across his face. "I might not be very good at that."

Hey. Cats are excellent ways to meet girls. He has totally not used Veena to let him introduce himself to girls. Nope. Not at all. That would be wrong and taking advantage of his cat's cuteness.

"She's very charming, as long as you're doing what you want she wants you to do."

In typical cat fashion, Veena has decided she is bored with the humans and teleports over to a table to see if there's something interesting over there. Oh. Joy! Someone left a spoon on the table. And now the spoon goes flying off of the table.

"Well, what do you mean by traveling?" Trever has learned here that his definition of traveling might be different than others.

Alex blinked, and she was....the hell? She was coming on to him, too. That was new. "Depends on what you want." As long as she wasn't destroying the Station, then this was a good sign. Right?

"You're right, I'm not human. No idea what those other two are." No sense in denying it, Alex shifting his weight a bit. This was getting weird.

Cats and bossiness doesn't really surprise her. She had a cat once growing up but they of course had a mind of their own and eventually ran away.

"A bit bossy, then? No surprise there. They can be like that can they?" She laughs for a moment.

When Veena teleports that manages to surprise the blonde and she turns her head to look at the table.

"That's a bit different," she points out.

"Oh you know, seeing other places and different times. OR just roaming around your planet." Really she's done a bit of both but misses all that time and space traveling.

"Curly hair and scarf?" she repeats her expression looking like she has been caught completely off guard. That was a face that she just had to see. "K-9? Really?" Her eyes brighten at the mention. It had to be before Sarah Jane then or maybe he was traveling with her now. There was so much that the Doctor had never told her that she would just have to guess for the moment.

"He just changes every time doesn't it?" But she could understand even if she had only gotten to experience one regeneration with him. Though really that had been enough.

"Measure it? Been doing a bit of hopping around yourself, Jack?" That really surprises her. She wonders what sort of places he's seen or if he's even traveled with her Doctor. She nods for a moment before she realizes that she doesn't travel with him anymore although she would like to but she's still a bit lost as it were. So, she frowns sadly.

"Used to. Been trying to get back though." At least that is her hope. "Stars have been going out and other realities have been breached." she explains although she does have questions of her own and she ponders if he can get him to talk.

"So you know then?" She'll start off easy.

Veena adopted Trever. He found her as a kitten on a dark and stormy night half drowned in the gutters.

"Well, she is the one in charge in this relationship." He doesn't seem to be surprised at the teleporting. "You get used to it. I don't know how she does it, but you get used to it."

Then. "Well, I've been to Fairy and traveled a bit around Earth, but this is my first time in a different time or in space."

Jack looks to Rose sharply, when he realizes that he had her time point wrong. "Oh. Stars going out. I am in front of you, then." He nods slowly. "Because I've already done that."

Jack's expression suddenly turns tense and conflicted, like there are a lot of things he wants to say at once. He turns to her, stops walking, and falls silent for a few seconds. "I'm sorry," he finally blurts out. "Torchwood. I- I should have been there. No, I was in Cardiff, waiting on him. When your name showed up on the list of the dead, I..." Jack trails off, those aren't happy memories. "Like I said, ran into the Doctor, eventually, after that. He cleared it up. Alternate universe. But I thought you were dead." Looks at Rose seriously, and puts a hand back out to touch her shoulder, as if reassuring himself that she's actually here.

"It is good to see you."

Jack holds the eye contact for a little longer, before he breathes out a long sigh. "But, yeah, regenerations. I haven't been doing so much hopping around, as waiting at Cardiff, knew he had to come back there eventually, thanks to that incident with Margaret the Slitheen. So, meant I got to sit back and watch seven of the wrong ones pop up in London, or wherever on the British Isles, and I couldn't say hello to any of them until I saw one I recognized. We've got one of those wrong ones here, on board."

And here's the intelligence behind the creature; Aschara studies him, curious. Such vivid coloration, a contrast to her own dusky skin, dark hair, and dried-blood eyes. He looks fully human, which -- child of the Imperium that she is, despite all she's done to try and beat those biases out of herself -- is an obscure sort of relief.

"Greetings," she answers him, dropping her active psionic scanning into a passive receptiveness by sheer habit. A fellow psychic probably won't take too readily to being scanned, and she knows enough to mind her manners.

Veena would protest being called a creature, but she's too busy smacking that Nerf dart around to notice Aschara's existence.

"So you're the lovely lady, Veena saw," he says. "I'm Trever. The guy behind me who isn't as good looking is Kale."

The guy behind him looks completely identical to Trever. Obviously identical twins. The only differences really being the clothing they're wearing. Kale flicks Trever off without bothering to look up from the tablet he's reading off of. Oh, and mentally there's quite a bit of difference between the two of them. Even a passive scan would reveal that. And it goes even beyond two people with two different personalities.

Kale's mind is full of echoes of other people. They're buried fairly well, but they're always drifting towards the surface.

"And bettered mannered. Welcome to the Station. And you are?"

Kale's psyche is fascinating -- curiosity is dragging at her again, demanding she try a more direct read on him. Psi powers can manifest in all kinds of ways, she knows well enough, but she's never sensed anything quite like this before, and she desperately wants to know more about him.

It's the weakness of being a rager; her emotions are always strong, have to be strong. And curiosity is an emotion.

"Aschara," she answers Trever, who certainly does seem to be at least the more outgoing of the two. "I'm a recent arrival, yes," since that seemed to be thrust of his welcome. "Can you tell me a little about this... Station?" If he's willing to inform, unsurprised to have a new arrival and willing to be friendly, then she's going to get as much as she can out of him.

And that gets Kale's attention. Shields snap into place and he barks a quick word in Irish to Trever. Though he doesn't get up from his position. Trever also has shields and again the extend towards the cat who is still chasing the dart around. They're the sort of shields that aren't as strong as a psi's would be but definitely stronger than a normal human's. Trever also tilts his head a bit and grins a bit wider.

"Trying to peek into Kale's head? Not the best thing to do. It's kinda jumbled in there," he says. "Would you like to come in? We've got a bit of ... well it's moonshine, so not that great but it definitely has bite? And we can talk."

The woman grins, almost too wide. Her teeth glint in the light of the hallway as what looks like steam escapes her mouth.

"Mmmmm, goooooood." And in an instant she is flying right at him. Blades extend from her fingertips and the sides of her arms as she attempts to grab Alex. Her eyes are wide but that grin is still here. She wants a fight, and its nothing personal. He's just the strongest thing she's come across.

Alright--so far the only woman Alex'd met who was creepier, was Elizabeth Greene. Mostly because until she'd mutated, she looked more normal. This woman, reminded him of himself in some ways.

Nothing wrong with Alex's reflexes. Shape shifting on the fly to his own claws, and blocking her grab. Twisting, pivoting in a throw over his hip toward the floor. Really, the hallway was NOT the place to do this.

The woman is thrown, but not far. She grapples with his arms as he tries to throw you and lands hard on the floor behind him, the blades on her feet and legs raising sparks and tearing up the bulkhead.

She licks her lips, her ample chest rising and fall in shallow breaths. Her face is a mask of eagerness. "Come on. Don't hold back. Show me what you can do."

Steve wanders the hallway wondering where he is. He hasn't seen anything like this before.

"Hello? Is anybody here?"

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Jack catches the shift alert, the signal that there is someone new on board, luckily not in one of the dangerous areas. He patrols the hallways until he hears someone up ahead. A man wearing what, to Steve, would be a very familiar British military coat is striding up the hallway towards him. Jack smiles, and holds up an empty hand. "Hello there."

Steve stopped shirt and turned, eyeing the man carefully. He still wasn't sure where he was or how he got there, but maybe this man could help.

"I think I am a little lost," Steve stated honestly. "Where am I, and who are you?"

Oh, you have no idea just how lost you are. Jack holds out a hand to shake. "Captain Jack Harkness, and, well, welcome to the Station. You're not the first person to suddenly show up here."

"The short answer is that you're on a space station. The full answer is a bit more complicated than that."

Well, this was certainly a strange turn of events, and it took Steve a moment to honestly catch up.

He looks at the man's hand, before reaching out, and grasping it firmly careful not to use too much strength. "Steve Rogers, some people call me Captain America."

He looks around. "Are we safe here?"

There couldn't be a bigger shock on Jack's face than at that name. His eyes go wide, mouth opens slightly, and he stares at the good Captain for a long moment, forgets to let go of his hand. The story Bruce told him, the one he hadn't told anyone else, the one no one else knows that Jack knows. 'An experiment...help recreate the serum that created the first superhuman in my world. Captain America.'

There is a long moment of silence, before Jack chooses his words carefully. "You know Bruce. Dr. Bruce Banner."

Steve's look of wonder turned into one of concern as he released Jack's hand. "Are you alright? You don't look so good right now."

If Steve was shocked about the station, he was even more shocked that someone he knew was here of all places. "Dr. Banner is here? Yes, yes I know him. We fought together. Where is he?"

Jack looks Steve over very carefully, cautiously. Here we go again, another person from Bruce's world. And not everyone from Bruce's world has his best interests in mind. "Likely in the med lab," Jack answers slowly. "This makes some things simpler, because he's probably the best person to explain what's going on here."

Jack's jaw tenses for a second, and he gives Steve a rather pointed look. His tone turns protective. "Bruce means a lot to a lot of people on board. We'd all be dead a few times over without him. And he's the closest person to getting us all home." He looks Steve over one more time. "This isn't going to cause a problem, is it?"

"I would never hurt him intentionally," Steve stated. "I assure you that my motives are good. I just thought it would be nice to see a friendly face." Not that he and Bruce were friends exactly, but they were far from enemies either.

"How long have you all been here?"

Jack keeps eye contact with Steve for a moment, debating if he wants to believe the answer. He carefully nods. "Well, oddly enough, Bruce and I were among two of the first to arrive here. Been," he thinks, counts on his fingers for a second, "15 months?"

"One thing you do need to understand is that, not only did you get pulled off Earth, you've been pulled into a separate dimension. A different timeline. Which I know might be hard to believe, but, I bring it up, because we've had quite a few transplants from your world."

"People have been disappearing, get sent home, as suddenly as they appear, but, right now it's just you, Bruce, and a young woman named Darcy. Previously?" Jack starts counting on his fingers. "Stark, Agent Coulson, and very briefly, Agent Romanov, Thor..." Jack pauses. "And Loki." Thus why he's being a little protective of Bruce. "Not long, he was only on board for a night, just long enough to make an impression." Jack smirks. Or maybe it was the Other Guy making the impression...

Steve looked at Jack with a shocked look on his face. It was almost too much information to process at one time, and Steve is struggling with it. Who wouldn't right?

"Wait, Does that mean there is two of me out there?" He asked seriously.

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Hallway| Steve Rogers

This is what I get for not checking the test drive in a few days

No worries~ Just wanted to test it out.

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