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FALL TEST DRIVE MEME

FALL TEST DRIVE MEME
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Welcome to the Current Test Drive for The Revival Project!

This game is a spin-off from the closed The Drift Fleet game. For more information about the game, including more details on the setting, please check out the FAQ here or the premise here.

A thread on the TDM will be required for all applications. Please view the FAQ for information about how this works. Any questions about the game please direct to the comment section of the FAQ as well.

If you are a Drift Fleet alumni bringing your character from the game, please label your character as 'DFAU' on your top level. Also, keep in mind you have complete flexibility on how your character comes here. They could be taken before endgame, after endgame, two years after, one year before, etc. It's up to you! If you want to completely restart your character, they're not considered DFAU anymore and won't need the label.

So go! Explore Agra 10! And, as always, HAVE FUN!

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Fall in Temba and Sh'Ka

Fall is a season that, in temperate climates like that of Temba and Sh'Ka leads to great changes in the land. Of course in both cities that change is often peeking out amid the occasional dustings or drifts of volcanic ash, but with each of the light fall rains, it's almost as if the memories of the eruption that ended the summer are being washed away. Each city, though, has its own new challenges to face.

Temba seems almost peaceful, breathing out a sigh of relief after its near destruction. Just southeast of the city one finds signs of the damage in greater evidence. The recent lava flows have taken out large stretches of vegetation, replacing them with fresh volcanic rock left bare at the surface. In some places there's even residual heat given off, especially closer to the volcano that now rests as an unending reminder of what was nearly lost. Meanwhile in the city itself the plants that would normally provide a natural abundance outside of the domain of the greenhouse seem to offer scant pickings, perhaps a result of the intense heat of the summer.

Meanwhile in Sh'Ka fall proves to be a threat, though in a new way this year than in any before. The danger derives from the Blood Vines near the train station. Apparently ash-rich soil only feeds the vampiric plant, and its spines are larger than ever as its vines lie hidden under the mounds of ash, ready for any unsuspecting prey.

Explore ~~the city~~ Temba!

Here's a map of Temba and a bit more description of some of the buildings here.

Despite having been protected from being destroyed by the volcano itself and unlike Sh'Ka not having been buried in vast amopunts of ash, Temba still suffered notable damage from the earthquakes that came with the volcano's eruption. Previously restored buildings were damaged and others entirely caved in on themselves leaving them beyond any hope for restoration. The streets and paths are even worse to traverse than they used to be but for what it's worth water and electricity are still working. Most of the time.

Needless to say, exploring is more risky these days as buildings may still cave in without warning and seemingly solid roads may crack open to drop anunsuspecting wanderer into underground caves left behind by the quakes.

And yet the city can still be explored. If you are lucky, you might even stumble over The Deep End, the bar located on one of the mid-levels of the tower residences in one of the residence towers. Unfortunately no bright neon signs can lead you there, but it does exist.

Now what's happening with the hangar?!

A while ago, the ships vanished from the hangar and as of now no one can say why exactly that happened. Now your character may snotice that the map still indicates a hangar, but going there has them walk straight into- A force field? And a massive one at that. It's notably larger than the hangar building used to be and by no means translucent. Instead, your character will see a reflection of the city around. Or much rather the rubble and empty area around the location. What's going on here? Do you investigate the strange case of the missing space ships and now also missing hangar?

Try the network!

The network is back up! Upon arrival, your character will have on their person a small, handheld communications device. Maybe they know exactly how to use a computer, smartphone, or tablet, and immediately blast out a text or video trying to figure out what's going on. Or maybe they're not so tech-savvy after all, and everyone is about to get a lovely shot right up your character's left nostril.

There be storms...

These power-altering storms keep ravaging parts of the planet every once in a while. No one truly knows where they come from or what to do about them yet, but one of them appears to be approaching. You have the option to find shelter in one of the buildings to wait for it to pass. Unless, of course, you rather feel drawn to investigate.

Should you step inside the storm, or even get lost in it, it will show ghosts of people you know and those you don't. It drains you of any super-human abilities and tries its best to keep you from getting to its origin. Are you going to try anyways? Or are you going to chase the whispers of people from your past? Maybe you will simply find yourself calling for help or stumble across another lost soul in need of assistance.

More information can be found here.

Wildcard!

You're welcome to use any previous test drive scenarios or previous game events as a basis for a thread/situation, or simply make up your own! Keep in mind that you're currently stranded on a planet with only basic necessities, but there is enough food and fresh water. Creature comforts, however, seem to be distinctly lacking. Quite unlike a gathering of potentially dangerous creatures to encounter. The setting is yours to explore and have fun with!

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A hedgehog I hear.

_{[Which probably isn’t the answer the guy might be looking for, but it’s Billy’s way of covering up a mistake. He Leads the way into the kitchen. His Walkman is on the counter with signs of repair done to a break. There are large pots of soup warmed on the stove.]}

Also Tommy, he’s speedy but not a freak. And who the hell are you?

_{[Billy pushes the curls of his mullet back before spooning a hearty amount into the bowl. The lid goes back on and he goes over to shove it out to the man.]}

Here. There should be a spoon around here somewhere. Don’t ask me what’s in it because I don’t know; I didn’t make it. Alien planet and all this shit.

[ That didn't answer the question that he expected it would answer, and he actually thinks it was a non-sequitur, but he'll move on. ]

I'm Steve. Rogers.

[ He accepts the bowl graciously. ]

Thank you. And don't worry, I don't think I wanna know what's in this.

[ Considering that it looks like there's some meat but he hasn't seen an animal he recognizes. He shovels some into his mouth and it tastes alright. Almost beefy. So he keeps at it. ]

What's your name?

_{[He wasn't supposed to call Tommy the f-word, and had almost slipped. Good thing the guy wasn't around, and wasn't a mind reader. He'd be disappointed in Billy's thoughts. The cigarette gets snuffed out on the counter and pocketed to relight later. Then he pours another bowl with less in it and leans against the far counter he sips on it.]}

You'd be surprised what the people here can make. Radley and Tommy run the diner. Billy Hargrove. Easier if you just call me Hargrove, there's another Billy running around this place with magical fucking powers.

_{[A pause to take another few sips.]}

You from a messed up freakish world with magic and shit too? Because that seems to be pretty common with people here.

Not really. There's a little magic, I wouldn't say it's all that prevalent.

[ Which will be funny to think about once he finds out that Billy and Tommy are actually related to a friend of his - just from a different universe. Yeah, sorry Billy, his world is more complicated than he knows. ]

Hargrove. I can handle that. Heard there was another Steve, so I guess you can call me Rogers, but most of my friends call me Cap.

Unless you've got one of those already too.

[ They'd make it work. He'd once served on a team with mostly Jameses. ]

Stew's pretty good. I'll have to thank Radley and Tommy when I see them.

That’s a damn relief. After Indiana and this place, I’m starting to need a break from magic and bullshit.

_{[Hargrove takes a long drink and licks the excess off of his lips. The way his gaze flickers over Steve is like he’s measuring him without saying anything.]}

You look like a Steve. Damn goody-two shoes.

_{[Though he knows now that’s not entirely true of Harrington. Just mostly from what he’s seen. Billy scoffs and tosses his empty bowl into the sink.]}

Haven’t seen Radley enough to describe him. Tommy’s fast and has white hair. Don’t call him names or I’ll kick your ass. Got that, Cap?

[ He didn't know Steves were associated with goody two-shoes, but he also can't even refute it because most people just think that of him, too. ]

I wouldn't call him names, unless he's got one he'd rather I call him.

[ 'Cause he sounds familiar, but also not. ]

So what'd you do back home, Billy?

_{[Then this Captain Steve America Rogers guy hasn't met Steve Harrington yet. Small miracles. Probably off playing tonsil hockey with his boyfriend. Not that Billy's bitter about that or anything.]}

Just setting that there so you know not to.

_{[He's amazed this guy hasn't risen to aggravation at his tone. Others in Steve's shoes would've gotten into an argument with Billy at this point. But that's what he was going for. Testing people's limits.]}

I was a lifeguard.

_{[Until he wasn't.]}

I worked at Hawkins Community Pool in Indiana during the summer.

_{[He picks up the headphones and slings them around his neck, clipping the Walkman back onto his side where it belonged.]}

_{_{[ooc: idk if you're caught up on at least stranger things s3 but it's been out for awhile, but i don't wanna do spoilers or anything if you haven't <3]}}

[ Billy's an angry teen but Steve's seen his fair share of those. He's been displaced from his home, too, thrust into a world of magic, taken away from his friends, presumably. So all he can really muster is sympathy. ]

Well, that'll come in handy. I don't think everyone here knows how to swim.

[ He finishes his bowl of stew, and then asks: ]

Mind if I come back there and wash this off? It's the least I can do. You can tell me more about Hawkins, if you want. I've never been.

[ OoC: I have not! But I do vaguely know what happens to Billy lol ]

People don't go to the beach here for swimming. None that I've seen. There's hot springs nearby, I see them go there.

_{[Billy doesn't join them. Probably never will, but it's not because of people or that he doesn't like them. Sauna-like places give him bad memories and he doesn't want to think about those here.

He eyes Cap or Rogers or Steve or whatever he was going to be calling the man, warily.]}

You can just put it in the sink. And there's not much to say about Hawkins. It's a shithole of a town in Indiana. Nothing there when you compare to California. And if you're from a little podunk town like Hawkins, I'm not taking back what I said. Towns like that are crappy places to live.

_{[ooc: if you don't want too many spoilers, I can keep away from them, even if you already know how it all ends <3]}

Edited 2023-09-21 10:54 (UTC)

I'm from Brooklyn.

[ And even though Billy says he can just stick it in the sink, Steve cleans up anyway - he'll clean up all the dishes in the sink just because he can. Doesn't even waste too much water doing it because he's so used to wartime and Depression that he sometimes catches himself doing that sort of thing in the modern era. ]

I'm guessing you weren't raised in Hawkins.

And now you're here. Hawkins has to be better than here.

[ On the bright side, it seems like there's a big sense of community here. ]

[ OoC: It's ok! Whichever you prefer! ]

Ew, east coast.

_{[Though he does grin because it's a joke. Mostly. Kind of. Maybe like five percent a joke. West coast, best coast. He goes and leans against the counter to watch this guy play Holly Homemaker and wash the dishes.]}

Not really.

_{[He scoffs.]}

Hawkins and Temba are both shit. The difference is magic and the amount of people here. Hawkins you couldn't look at someone funny without the rest of the town hearing about it when they cared about you, or all of them looking the other way to gossip about you if they figured you couldn't be saved or some shit.

[ Well, that's. An interesting way to describe a town. ]

Well, what's your ideal place like, then? A place where you can disappear into a crowd?

'Cause you could, here. Nobody knew you, right?

[ People do know Steve, but the difference is that it seems everyone knows a different version of Steve. He could probably have easily changed up who he is, if he'd wanted to. Only, he doesn't.

And maybe Billy couldn't change how anyone else acts, but he could have started fresh. ]

California. San Diego, specifically.

_{[The answer is immediate. No hesitation. Billy knew what he wanted, even if he would never get it again in this life. He glares, like it was an offensive question, but doesn't move to attack or anything.

And then Rogers mentions that no one knew him here. And Billy laughs.]}

Oh that's rich. A couple of people from my world were already here before I showed up. And then another one got dropped in here a month or so after I did. I wish no one fucking knew me here.

_{[And he certainly did not have a fresh nor good start. Hell, he's pretty sure Harrington could trust him as far as he could throw Billy, and by throw? He knows Harrington would just drop him on the ground.

He reaches down to click the play button on his tape player, but doesn't move to put the headphones on. The tinny sound of Metallica could be heard from the soft orange pads that hang at his collar.]}

Most people here are nice though. You'll probably fit right in.

Guess so.

[ He shouldn't push. Billy's obviously going through some things, things that he probably doesn't want to hash out with Steve.

At the very least, he's helping out at the diner. He's doing something; he doesn't want to be completely alone and outcast. Maybe that's just all anyone can hope for. ]

Most of the people here who know me, know a different me. It's kinda like they're expecting someone else. And from what I understand, I've got pretty big shoes to fill.

[ But what's more interesting to him is how fast Billy responded. ]

What's in San Diego?

_{[It's surprising that this guy isn't falling for any of the bait Billy's been throwing at him. But it just makes him want to push harder, to find where those boundaries are to push against them until the guy, til Rogers, snaps back.]}

Home is San Diego. You think I'd consider a hick shithole in Indiana home? Buncha dumb hicks that can't count past the fingers on their own hands.

My people expect me to be what I am back there in Hawkins, so that's what I'm going to be for them.

_{[Very careful choice of wording there. He was only going to stay like that for the ones that came from Hawkins. He had a better chance at redeeming himself with the people here that didn't know him as well. That offered him the chance Hawkins wouldn't, and couldn't, give him.]}

San Diego has beaches. Surf that you can ride a board on. Sunsets you can't get in Indiana. Long stretches of open road and sky you can lose yourself under as you just drive the coastline. I can't get that shit in fucking Indiana.

I get that you don't like Indiana, and I don't know if I've met the people you knew from home, but there's a good chance I have, and so far, everyone's been pretty great.

[ Also he just disagrees with the whole blanket statement of calling everyone a hick, but he hates using that kind of language so. ]

So, what, one of your parents moved you there from San Diego?

[ He's thinking likely there's a chance that a divorce happened. Maybe a death. Maybe just financial hardship. Either way, he needs to work that out. ]

_{[Billy wonders if that statement of how everyone's been pretty great includes himself. Then mentally shrugs it off because it doesn't. Things like that don't include people like him.

At the question, it's clear with how immediate his face changes and he storms over. Doesn't even seem to care about the size difference between them, both in height and muscle, or care about the age gap.]}

God damn you are fucking nosy, aren't you? The fuck do you want to know any of that shit for? Huh? You think I went to Hawkins willingly? That I just decided to hop into my car and take a joy ride over two thousand miles to some backwater nowhere? My dad fucking dragged me and my stupid stepsister and Susan to that little spit of a town.

_{[The anger is seething from his words, ready to be lashed out like a whip at the drop of a wrong word or phrase. He's ready. He wants Rogers to say the wrong thing, to give Billy any kind of reason to act out and be justified.]}

[ Billy comes over but Steve doesn't even move, just turns to him, lets him yell, lets him tell his story.

So, divorce or death. Taken away from his home. Susan must be the stepmom. And at least his anger's directed at Steve, and not at his people from home, or god forbid, his stepsister. He shifts his feet, waiting for Billy to finish. ]

No, I didn't think you would go to Hawkins of your own volition; it's why I asked who made you go. Maybe you miss your friends, your home, your mom. And that's okay, Billy.

[ A pause, but before Billy can start yelling again: ]

Look, I lost my mom at nineteen. Barely had enough to scrape together for the funeral. Dropped outta art school. Tried to join the army five times before I landed on my feet, but I did. You're young. You've got all the time in the world to go back to San Diego. Once we're done here, you've got all the time in the world to do whatever you want.

But you shouldn't take it out on the people from Hawkins. They didn't kidnap you and bring you to another planet, that's for sure.

_{[And it wasn't even everything that he could tell Steve. But he hadn't come to terms with all of it. Everything that had happened by his hands, staining them in blood even if he wasn't the actual one who did any of it. And he is about to start yelling again, but this guy cuts it off, giving some of his own backstory.

And it just upsets Billy further. But this guy doesn't know. He doesn't know like the other Hawkins people do.]}

I don't!

_{[Yep. Yelling again.]}

I don't have all the time in the world! I only have here because when I get home? When the aliens have decided that they're done with me here and send me back to that fucking mall with that God damn monster? I'm DEAD. I know that thing is going to fucking kill me so I don't have all the fucking time in the world. I don't get to take my Camaro back to San Diego, I don't get to leave my shitty fucking dad, I fucking DIE, Rogers. So you can take your pep talk, wrap it around Harrington's nail bat and shove it up your ass!

_{[Well, at least he's not taking it out on the other people from Hawkins. Just taking it out on Steve right in front of him now.]}

[ He listens to Billy rant and - of course he didn't know Billy's aware of his imminent death, and of course Steve's eyes widen for a moment in sympathy.

He gives Billy a moment, and then, quietly, he says: ]

I'm sorry.

[ And then: ]

Maybe we can convince the Agrii to send you back to someone else's universe. There's several represented here. At least two of them have San Diegos.

Shut up!

_{[Why do people keep saying sorry when they have nothing to do what he's talking about? He doesn't even hear the rest of what Rogers says. His mind easily brings up the training Gladio's been doing with him. He plants his feet where he's supposed to, pulls his elbows in, and strikes out with a fist, aiming for Rogers' cheek.

Violence shouldn't be his first go to. But it is, and having all the wrong questions pushing the right buttons is just going to get those results.

Billy doesn't get to go to whatever universe he wants when the aliens were done with him. He doesn't get back to California's sandy shores, he doesn't get to see his mother again. Billy doesn't get to make up for anything long enough to become more than a pep talk from a jock the next year.

Billy dies and there's nothing he can do about. There's nothing any of them can do about it.]}

JUST SHUT! UP!

[ Steve honestly sees the punch coming, but Billy's putting so much strength into it that he doesn't want to dodge and have him fall over. Instead, he just takes it on the jaw.

It's not a bad one, but it also doesn't actually seem to hurt him a whole lot, either. If Billy wants, he can get another one in. Steve would tell him not to in case he hurts his fist, but he doesn't want to egg him on to do just that.

Instead, he crosses his arms over his chest and asks: ]

Are you done?

_{[The way his fist connects into Rogers‘ jaw feels good. It shouldn’t. It shouldn’t feel good when he lashes out to hurt someone. But it does.

And that’s the only one he plans on throwing until the guy crossed his arms like it was nothing and patronizes him. Steve may not mean to egg him on, but that stance and those words do.

He swings again to try and get the other side of Steve’s face. Billy thinks having the sides match would be funny.]}

Fuck you!!

[ Steve doesn't look angry, in fact, he just takes the next one, too. Billy isn't hurting himself by punching Steve, at least, even though he's pretty sure it's about the equivalent to punching a wall. ]

Billy, I don't wanna hurt you.

[ But he might want to just let him get a little frustration out since it's not like it bothers Steve. ]

You wanna talk, use your words.

_{[Thankfully this is all happening after his workout, so he’s already kind of tired from it. The adrenaline with his anger had given him the force needed to throw two punches, but he sags a little in defeat after the second. His knuckles pulsed with the ache of hitting Rogers - like hitting a brick wall or some shit.

Then he speaks, voice shaking but it’s quiet. To Billy, it sounds loud in the quiet kitchen.]}

I don’t get to go home and keep living. Doubt the aliens will let me go somewhere else.

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psa afk from tomorrow thru sunday!!

how dare (just kidding, have fun pls be safe <3)

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