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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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"Which is completely fair." No one should just be ditched, not for any reason. He couldn't imagine doing that to anyone he was close with.

"That is pretty big," he agreed. "And when you think about it, a town can still be someone's whole world. Like, you live there, you don't want to see bad shit happen."

Unfortunately, people reacting poorly to being called pet names was never enough to stop Kavinsky. But the thought of the girl he was madly in love with getting upset because he vaguely flirted with someone else? That was enough.

He poked around in the other room, lifted some debris--and immediately yelped and recoiled when something moved. It was small and ultimately harmless, just a gnoff, but it had been unexpected and thus was enough to startle him.

"Motherfucker," he muttered, clearing his throat a little.

"Exactly. So no ditching anyone," which could imply he better not ditch her in here, yeah.

"Then, my friends are pretty amazing." Weird, but amazing.

And definitely no names when another girl is involved, more because Max doesn't want to get involved in that kind of drama. Max might like to meet Blue someday, though.

Kavinsky curses and Max pulls back to his side, searching him for wounds.

"You okay?" She, after all, has no idea the gnoff is harmless.

He was glad she had good friends. Everyone deserved to have reliable, loyal friends in their life. He considered himself very lucky, by that logic, that he had his boys. It was just a shame they weren't here--or maybe that was selfish thinking. He didn't really want them to have their lives ruined by something like this.

"Yeah. The only thing wounded is my pride." He pointed to the gnoff, small enough to fit in his hand. "Pretty sure that's not going to hurt anyone. Unless it has rabies." It was arguably better than running into something bigger and actually dangerous.

He didn't think rabies existed here, either.

"In the mood for a pet?" He was joking, but it seemed like the fastest way to recover from getting spooked.

It is pretty normal to want your friends with you, but yeah, also not want them involved in some outer world crazy shit at the same time.

Max gives a chuckle to Kavinsky's words as her concern evaporates.

She studies the creature, which looks harmless enough, but she's seen harmless enough before. It turned out to be not so harmless.

"I'd be more into a dog," Max admits to him. "They don't have those here, though, do they?"

"Yeah, me too. I've always wanted a dog but- it's never worked out. Stars didn't align, you know." Which was the absolute nicest way of saying his father was a bastard and he didn't trust his bitch of a mother around animals.

"I haven't seen any dogs here, no. If that ever changes, I'll let you know." Though he was getting ideas now. He wondered if Blue liked dogs. He wondered if he could dream them a puppy some day.

"Yeah, same," in her case they just couldn't afford one, so she fed leftovers to the neighbors.

"You better tell me. And I'll tell you, too." Max gives Kavinsky a genuine smile. If he does dream one up, he's likely going to have Max asking a bunch of questions. And asking to see it.

"Ah- thanks." He seemed a bit startled because he was. He wasn't used to people doing kind things for him. And sure, this was like- the bare minimum of nice, but it still took him by surprise.

"So, looks like this building is a bust so far, but there's always others to poke around in," he added. "Have you gotten set up anywhere yet? Like, for living."

It is the barest of the bare minimum, and as far as Max is concerned, just her doing the same Kavinsky offered her.

"Let's go look at another one," Max offers as pulls back to head back out.

"I'm going to stay at the hotel. Some people from home are there. Where do you stay?"

"Sure." He gave the gnoff one last, slightly accusing, look before following after her.

"That's good. I'm-" he gestured vaguely "-around. Got a little place with a friend from home. Surprisingly, it was her idea." And it might have been a surprise, but there wasn't a day that'd gone by in this place that he wasn't grateful for it.

"This shit's a little easier when we've got friends."

Max notes the 'her idea' and gives a smile as she looks down. Good to know.

"It can be," she barely manages not to say something sarcastic to that, in relation to impending doom. Kavinsky seems decent.

"Either way, I want to stick with them. You have anyone else from home here?"

"Yeah, I don't blame you. And no, I wish, but- I also don't wish, at the same time? I miss my friends but I wouldn't want them to get abducted by aliens." It was a weird position to be in, all things considered.

"It was enough of a shock to run into my ex on day one of being here, you know? Like, of all the people." Would it have been better or worse if it'd been Ronan, though? It would have been complicated, to put it mildly. But not as complicated as both Blue and Ronan being here would be.

"I wouldn't want them here, but this is the only way some of them get to live," Max admits with a dry tone and shrug.

"If that's how it's going to be, then I want them here, at least." The choices to make when home is worse than an alien planet.

She gives a soft huff that might have been a chuckle. What she wouldn't give to see her ex about now.

"Maybe not an ex anymore?"

"Oh. I'm sorry. In that case, yeah, I'd want them here, too." He couldn't blame anyone for wanting more time with people who ended up dead. He'd gone through a lot of effort to make sure he got more time with Prokopenko, after all.

"Ehhh, we're working on that," he admitted.

"It's okay. You didn't know," Max gives Kavinsky that. "But yeah. If they're not ready...I want them to stay here."

She smiles. "I hope it works out."

Max cants her head to another building. "How about that one?"

"Wait-" because something had just occurred to him. "So- you know they die but they haven't died yet and they're alive here? That's some serious time fuckery." It wasn't the most surprising thing but it was still surprising.

"Thanks. She-" he hesitated. "She deserves better than me, but I'm not gonna stop her, you know?" He was just going to have to be better, for Blue.

He eyed the building for a moment, considering it. "Yeah, worth a shot."

"Well," Max breathes out, heavily. "Two of them I know, because they've already died in my time. I saw both of them. I guess they ended up here just before they actually die in their time. The other one I know because someone from a little later on than me told me."

She nods her head. "But they're alive here. And yeah. It's a lot of time fuckery. And mind fuckery in general."

Max gives a shrug of her shoulder. "Then be better. Besides, regardless of what she deserves, if she wants you, doesn't that count more?"

She heads into the building with a smile.

"That's wild. I'm not even going to try to wrap my head around how the Agrii are doing shit like that." It was mind boggling and mostly not in the fun way. It was really hard to find something 'fun' about it when it involved people dying.

He nodded. "Yeah, that's the plan. She means a lot to me and I want to make up for all the shit I fucked up before." He just...he didn't know if he could keep from fucking up again, but that didn't mean he wasn't going to try his best to be good to Blue.

Following her into the building, he clicked his little flashlight on again, sweeping it around the first room. "Also, you know, if you can't find something you really need in the buildings, there's replicators and shit, too. They're probably reliable."

"Yeah, I don't really get it, either," Max admits, eyes widening as she breathes out. "But I'm also not going to question it too much when it means I get to see people who are gone, and someone who's been dead for eight months back home."

She looks back to give Kavinsky another grin.

"You better do a damn good job, then." There wasn't anything any of them could do about messing up once in a while, beyond trying again and doing better.

"Replicators. So they make shit?" Max perks up to that. "Like clothes? Music? Walkmans? Skateboards? What's the limit on those things?" Because there had to be a limit on what they could make, or how much, or Kavinsky wouldn't be scavenging. Or maybe he would be if it's just that much fun.

"Yeah. There's a whole bunch of phrases about that kind of thing- like, don't look a gift horse in the mouth or whatever. I don't know what I'd do if I lost any of my friends." Yes, yes he did. It involved playing God.

"Yes, ma'am." He meant it though, he really did. He was going to do his absolute best.

"Exactly. They can- wait, walkmans? What era are you from? Not even an MP3 player?" He knew what walkmans were, at least, even if they felt sort of- ancient, to him. "I haven't used the replicators that much but it's like- nothing too big from what I've been able to figure out. I dunno if there's a limit but- probably."

"Well, I said it my way instead of some tired out old phrase." If she ever learns of what Kavinsky can do it will open a whole host of questions and shaking of her head. But if she could, would she not also try to bring someone back?

Max raises an eyebrow. "Ma'am? Is that her training?"

"1986," Max answers with slightly wide eyes. "What's an MP3 player?" Because that isn't anything she's familiar with.

"Truth." Honestly, though he thought it'd been worth it, he still worried sometimes that he'd brought Prokopenko back wrong. He knew dreaming a whole person wasn't something to be taken lightly but- he just hadn't been able to imagine life without his best friend.

His face scrunched up in confusion. "What?" He wasn't sure he was following.

"Damn. I wasn't even born then. And an MP3 player...plays music. I guess you could say it's like a walkman except digital. I mean, it's digital storage, about this big-" he gestured with his hands. "I've never really used an iPod or anything though, just my phone." Which made him pause again. "Did they have cell phones in the 80s? I'd show you mine but it didn't make the trip with me."

There are a few people Max can't imagine living without, and one she already tried living without. She would think it stupid, but get it.

"Not even born? What year are you from?"

Now Max gives Kavinsky a look of confusion.

"If it's this," she mimics hus gestures, "small, what's the point. How much music can something that small hold?"

Max shakes her head. "Never heard of that."

"Like, 2012? I was born in the 90s." He didn't know why he hadn't considered different time periods before, when people clearly came from different worlds.

"No, it's- digital. With like, microchips and shit. Depending on the chip size, or whatever, it can hold hundreds of songs. Maybe thousands? I dunno, I've never put that much music on anything. If I ever get my hands on a cell phone or iPod, I'll show you."

But he couldn't exactly do that right now. The closest thing he had was the stereo he'd dreamed for his and Blue's house, but that was hardly comparable.

"So I'm older than you." No, that's not how that works, but Max is mostly joking, amused. From physical view they look to be around the same age.

"Thousands...." Max's eyes widen to that as she considers how much music that can hold. It's barely an amount she can conceive. The closest she can imagine is a radio studio, but it's in a tiny little box.

"Yeah. You have to show me."

"Yeah, you're a grandma." He grinned. "But you look really good for your age." He was absolutely teasing and/or joking, but- it was nice to joke around with someone who was close to his age, even if they were from different times and different worlds--he assumed, at least, that they were from different worlds.

"Technology is really cool. I hope, after all this is over, you get to get your own MP3 player some day." But also he was already thinking about dreaming one for her, because she seemed nice and he frequently felt inclined to do things for nice people. The only problem was the actual music part, since he wasn't acquainted with 80s songs and he didn't know what sort of music she was into. He'd have to mull it over for a while.

"Wait- was there internet in the 80s? Oh, man, you're missing out on so much cool shit. I mean, I guess we've got something like internet here but not really." And unfortunately, the internet wasn't something he could replicate or dream.

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