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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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Max at least turns when she hears another voice, but not for long. Whoever he is, he's not enough to pull her attention away from the ghost. She does double take, though. It's such a common name. Just because someone else knows some Billys doesn't mean anything.

"I wasn't talking to you," she starts with, eyes narrowed. She looks at the apparition once more, then pulls herself out of the rain to invade Tommy's shelter. If it's really Billy, she can find him again, right?

"But...this looks a little safer than being stuck in that." She's already soaked and keeps her distance.

“You’re not talking to who you think you are either,” Tommy says as he lifts up the massive, drooping leaf, holds it aside to try and keep rain from falling on her, invites her right in.

And the kid does it. Good. Okay. Safe.

“The energy storms, they make you see things. People you know. So you weren’t seeing what you thought you saw most likely. They try and trick you into dangerous situations. Got my leg broken like that once. When it lets up some I can guide you back to the city where it’s… Well, not safer, but you can be inside and away from the rain.”

Her expression falls when Tommy points out the facts to her. He seems solid, and she's out of the rain, at least.

"Figures. I'm still seeing things," she sighs out, frustrated as she curls her legs up and rests her head on her knees.

"After everything, this doesn't even seem that bad. It's just really wet."

A couple beats, then, "I'm Max. Sharing a space together, might as well know each other, right?"

“Oh, this is one of the tamer storms we’ve had. Earlier this month these weird gates opened up to another dimension that was all evil and red stormy and had these terrible monsters. But hey, I got to blow them up and I got to be a hero again, so you know, fun.”

Except horrifying too. And to think that people he liked had to deal with that stuff regularly back home, it was so hard to swallow.

“They get worse. So yeah, don’t trust things you see in the storm if they move away from you. If they move closer, if they touch you, if they properly respond? Probably safer.”

But not always.

“I’m Tommy. I’ve been here about as long as people have been here, and if you have questions I’m all game for them.”

"Sounds like the Upside-Down," she mutters, giving a shake of her head. "Not really fun at all." But she peers at Tommy with far more interest at the hero bit.

"Hero? What do you mean again?"

She sighs out. "Figures. Don't trust storms. That should always be a given." But for one moment she just thought, maybe it was Billy. She should have known better.

If he's been here that long, then maybe he knows, "What are we here for? And is there anyway home? I was," her eyes flicker away, "in the middle of something kind of important."

"Yeah, that's what that Robin chick called it on the network. Apparently it's this thing that happens in this Indiana town called Hawkins and a lot of the people here from there were really messed up by it."

Which was sad. At least Tommy got to help kill a Mindflayer for Billy. Because he cared about his friend, the one he was sponsoring in his quest to 'be a better person for his sister'. Who Billy doesn't realize is sitting right next to him more or less.

"Oh, I'm a super hero back home. Costume, powers, all of it. Storms, though, they kill tech and our powers, so it was nice to actually get them when things went wrong so I could help people. I got to blow up so many evil bats."

What are they here for? Man, that's an easy one. And a frustrating one they haven't solved over the years.

"To stop the storms. To save the Agrii, to get them home. They think that's here. And we can't go home by our own choice. Sorry kid."

"Robin!" That perks Max up to hear a familiar name. "Not that I want her stuck here, but maybe it's better for her."

Max nods her head, jaw clenched pretty tight as Tommy explains what he learned.

"Yeah. Killed people." If she knew? She would appreciate this guy so much more, for doing what she wasn't able to. What she held herself too responsible for not doing. If she knew Billy was doing that it might break her. She doesn't deserve that.

"Superhero?" Yeah, there's some doubt there, but Tommy has all of her attention, now. "Our friend El can move stuff with her mind. You can do something like that?"

She firmly sets her jaw and declares, "Fine. I help save this place then get back to Hawkins to help my friends. That's not going to be hard, at all." That tone says she realizes, yes, actually, that's a lot.

Better for her? Okay, that doesn't seem likely given she used almost all of the alcohol for firebombs and people don't really enjoy that? But hey, to each their own, and her methods were apparently effective.

"Yeah. My friend Billy, he got killed by the 'Mindflayer' thing. He told me. I helped kill one of them for him," he says with a shrug, like it means nothing. "I should probably check in on his stubborn ass after this. You save a guy from a demomonster whatever and of course he still got hurt."

Tommy sounds frustrated, concerned, worried. Like he genuinely cares about Billy. Which of course Tommy does.

"Oh cool, you know a telekinetic. We know a lot of those back home. Pretty common thing. Me, I go fast. Outrun sound fast. And make things explode of course."

Help save this place so people can get back to Hawkins. Tommy tries not to wince. He knows a number of those Hawkins people don't get to go home.

Mindflayer. Everything stops, even Max's breath. Unblinking, her eyes get glassy as that night hits Max like a battering ram.

"Billy Hargrove." Breathe. Max's eyes blink, quickly as she tries not to cry in front of a mostly stranger. "You're talking about Billy Hargrove."

She almost can't even be excited about his superhero status.

"Go fast. Like The Flash?" Sorry, DC girl here.

Oh. There's this look of realization on Tommy's face when she gives Billy's full name. Because he's heard her name before, a few times, and he's put it together at last. The 'little red-haired shit' that likes to skateboard and listen to the Walkman that Tommy had been so careful in repairing.

"You're her. The one who had the Walkman that I fixed, and the tape he protects."

Billy treasures that Kate Bush loop like it's something sacred, and man, Tommy doesn't know all of why, but he's heard enough. That Billy did his best to keep his father's attention off of. The one that had been a source of conflict for Steve and Billy not long after Billy got here. Which of course Billy wouldn't want Tommy saying.

"Yeah, I'm talking about Billy Hargrove. And I can't really say more about him than that, because, I mean, you know him. He's a private guy. He'd hate if I gave you more than he wanted to tell you himself. But I don't doubt he'll want to see you."

Damn. He can't linger here. The question is does he risk the storm to start them walking back toward town? He feels like he should.

"Flash? That's a horrible name for a superhero. No. I'm fast like Quicksilver, or Northstar. Though Northstar cheats because he flies. That's just evading all the difficulty. And I think the city's that way. We should get moving. They're going to want to see you. All of them probably. I'd be an asshole if I didn't get you back to where they could see you."

Because while it will upset some Hawkins people that she's here, they probably really care about her, just like Billy does.

"What? This one?" She pulls her Walkman out of her jacket. It's still in good condition, now.

She looks away, "Not sure about that," she mutters. She wouldn't blame Billy if he didn't want to see her.

Max rolls her eyes.

"North Star is a horrible name. What does that have to do with being a fast flyer?"

She nods her head. "Yeah. We could get out of this storm, but I thought you were waiting for it to pass?"

Well holy fuck. Seeing double. Tommy wants to laugh but doesn't. This one doesn't have the crack on it from the damage. From 'breaking the truce', something Billy thought was karma coming for him.

"Trust me, I'm sure about that, Max. But you can take the time you need on that."

Because fuck, Tommy doesn't force anyone into any shit if he can avoid it.

"He is Canadian. So that's probably why. And he couldn't be Quicksilver because that's my uncle and he had it first." Which in Tommy's book is a pretty simple explanation. Though he knew the other reasons of course. He was a nerd for Speedster lore.

"I was, but people here are going to care that you're around. So maybe we should get you somewhere safe sooner. Get some food in you."

"I think...I need to go to him on my own," she admits. "But I should see the others."

Find out what they've told him, what he knows, tell them one at a time, then approach him when she's ready. If she can ever be ready for that.

"You're not arguing. Are you trying to say Canadians come up with crappy super hero names? I can probably agree with that."

She shakes her head.

"I'm not really hungry. I left some people in a really bad situation."

Yeah, she might. But to do that she's got to get back into the city and get all cleaned up and then make the choice. And then be told how to get to the beach cabin to find Billy. Unless he's at the diner.

Actually, he should take her right to the hotel.

"No, most super hero names suck. Mutants just get a bit weird about them," he says with a shrug. "Though he DID have a teammate known as 'puck', i think because he bounced around like a hockey puck. Soooooo."

So yeah, he's judging.

"Still need strength, so when you do get hungry, the diner is open to you. It's open to everyone. I try and keep people fed."

He pats the harvest basket at his side as if to illustrate that.

It's Billy. She's not worried about finding him. Or him finding her, more likely. He's good at that.

"Mutants?" She's definitely heard that term thrown around before, and not just in reference to mutations in every day conversation. "Sounds like something Dustin would talk about." Her face scrunched up to that.

"Soooo Canadians pick stupid superhero names. We agree on that." Max smiles at finding some common ground.

"Got it. Find you for food."

"Dustin," Tommy says with a thoughtful noise. "The only Dustin I know wasn't from your Earth so far as I know."

But it would be something Dustin would not say at all. The guy was quiet about what he was, the way he was different from people.

"I mean, plenty of people pick shit superhero names. Like, no joke, there's one that goes by Jubilee. Though that's a take on her name so it makes sense."

He picks up the basket and looks out into the rain. Okay. Time to go.

"You brave enough to face the rain?"

Definitely not the Dustin she knows.

"From my world. You'll know him when you meet him."

She tilts her head a little. "So superhero names are kind of dumb. What's yours?"

After everything, Max looks out into the rain, and shrugs. "This is nothing. Let's go." She takes a step back out.

"That's ominous," he says with a grin. What a fucking thing to hear. That almost makes him want to hear it.

"I'm Speed."

And he's grinning because fuck it, he's proud of his name. Of who he is. He's fast and he changes the world with it. "At least I don't have a legacy name. Those are frustrating. They get confusing."

But with her agreement he puts the basket on his hip and starts walking.

Max laughs to that.

"He's not omnious. Just tells really dorky jokes and likes to talk. A lot."

Max rolls her eyes; it's obvious Tommy's proud of it, and he's earned that, but she has no idea.

"You have yet to prove me wrong about super hero names." They need a skate board, and a rope.

"Oh, so he'd get along with my brother Billy pretty well," Tommy says with a smirk. "Not a cool kid like you I'm guessing."

Or like Tommy. Clearly. Who is currently walking while dragging a foot to scuff the ground and try to give him some directional reference.

"Ouch. Everyone's a damn critic. At least I'm more interesting than 'Iron Man' when I'm pretty sure Stark doesn't have iron in his suit."

She cringes, but manages to sort of laugh.

"You also have a brother named Billy. Sounds nothing like mine." She can afford to say that, since he's alive here. A beat, an actual smile. "Good guess. I'm guessing you're the cool one, too."

She can't help the huffed laughter, quick, but there.

"There's really someone named Iron Man? Yeah, you beat that."

“Yeah, he’s my twin. So he looks like me but with dark hair and brown eyes and he’s clearly got ‘dork’ energy,” he says with a smile. He loves his dork, okay? But he is the cool one.

“Yeah, there really is. He’s got a metal suit that shoots lasers and flies. So, you know, sorta cool. But not really a great name.”

"Got it. Your twin is a dork. I might want to handle in small doses." But Max smiles as she says it. If she doesn't have someone to roll her eyes at, what's the point?

Her face scrunches up to that. "Sounds like that would get stuffy and hot." Not very comfortable.

Sounds about right. Tommy laughs because this girl gets it fast. Fuck, he thinks he likes the kid. Definitely not a bitch.

"I don't know. Never thought about it."

There are plenty of arguments to make for her bitch status, but Tommy's made a decent second impression, and maybe bringing up Billy helped.

"Well, now you have something to figure out."

Beat. "Along with a better super hero name." Shit-eating grin.

They leave the rain behind them, and Max asks, "Does your diner have hot chocolate?"

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