SUMMER TEST DRIVE MEME

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SUMMER TEST DRIVE MEME
Application FAQ | Taken Characters | Reserves | Application

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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Summer in Temba and Sh'Ka

Hot. Dry. Sunny. In a way the weather of Agra-10 seems overly intense this summer, and it's going to be a whole experience working through that. And every day almost seems like it's getting hotter and more brutal. But at least there are ways to deal with the heat. For one thing He Rows are welcome to head south out of Temba to hit up the beach. The purple sands are even relatively free of the Fat Green Lobsters, who are likely sheltering somewhere from the heat. But the waters are cool and welcoming so maybe this is a good place to pass the time. If you can deal with the fact that any food you bring might be stolen away by a Birbs. The colorful pests seem to be perfectly colored for the season and very ready to steal your stuff.

In Sh'Ka there's plenty of places to beat the heat. The stone buildings actually manage to keep the heat out pretty good, and there's also a lot of shade under the large stone trees. But maybe it isn't wise to hang out under the trees, as the local Deleon population is in herding part of the year. It is rare for them to gather as a herd, but when they do it's to protect their young. This makes them way more riled up and likely to attack anything they deem as a threat.

Or perhaps when it comes to beating the heat the best thing to do is seek shelter with others. The Diner in off of the square in Temba is usually open, with food laid out buffet style if you aren't lucky enough to catch one of the local He Rows who run it. There's also the Deep End, a bar in the towers in southeastern Temba where the alcohol is mostly free to access. Just remember not to bother the Colonel and you'll be fine. Maybe you can even pretend you're under water thanks to the wall of the space that is glass and looks into the water that fills the core of the tower complex, complete with local aquatic life.

Explore the city Temba!

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

Most of the buildings are run down and have clearly been abandoned for years; fortunately, the water treatment center appears to be working and power has been restored to be reliable. What used to be stores or places to live in lies in ruins, but there may still be something to scavenge among the rubble. Do you want to risk a swim in the flooded area that has turned into a deep lake that has proven to be home to verious harmful creatures; or does it draw you to some of the more prominent and partially restored buildings, such as the hotel, the hospital or the amphitheater.

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.

Explore the Ships!

He Rows new and old can make use of the massive hangars in the northern part of Temba to access the equally large Glitter Food and Peanut Party. When He Rows are off the planet, these serve as their homes, their bases of operations, and their vessels all in one. Each He Row has a room assigned to them on their ship, one only they can access. There are also spaces for workshops and labs, for cooking and growing things, and even, shockingly enough, a large green space with trees, grasses, groundcovers, and even a large lake with sand leading on toward it. It shares a wall with the fake aquarium that makes up a wall of a bar like the Deep End. So it's a great place to go swimming provided you remember to wear something. All in all there is a massive ship to explore, and maybe you'll even meet your crewmates there.

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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Inigo Montoya | The Princess Bride

[studiedhisagrippa]

i. arrival

Inigo doesn't know what's happening when he finds himself next to a glowing Data Point, still bleeding from his stomach wound that Count Rugen had opened by throwing a dagger at him during their duel. It doesn't seem like the afterlife. But the technology here is nothing like anything Inigo had ever seen before. Inigo can only squint at the information the Data Point is presenting to him, feeling faint and somewhat disoriented.

"Who is there?" he eventually mutters, batting at the Data Point, trying to get it to enter into a dialogue. But this seems to be a lot of effort, now, and he sinks to the ground, having lost all power in his legs.

ii. the deep end

Later, after Inigo has been helped for his injury, he wanders the city until he finds the bar. He knows this is a weakness of his, and it's not wise to indulge, but this whole situation is so dicey that he feels having a drink of some kind would relax him.

But of course, this, as always, leads to him talking to himself, or more precisely, Count Rugen.

"You thought you could defeat me, did you?" he mutters into the top of his mug of drink. "You see now what a worthless, spineless monster you are, don't you?"

This lasts until someone else enters the bar, and Inigo's hand instinctually goes to his sword. "Do not challenge me!" he warns.

iii. network

[ Inigo has no idea what he's doing when he's messing with his device and opens the network option. He's illiterate and comes from a time where this type of technology was far in the future. But he has watched a few broadcasts from other people and knows by now that this button has something to do with speaking into the device. But now it's showing an image of himself on the screen. What does that mean? ]

I do not know what is happening.

iv. wildcard

[ Want to do something else with Inigo? Tag it in or touch base with me at insufficientdata.

ii. the deep end

[the_freak]

Strolling into the Deep End with his Sweetheart slung over his back, Eddie blinks in surprise at the warning and hesitantly shows his palms. He's fighting back a curious grin despite the possible seriousness of the situation, faced with a man who looks like he would be right at home in Dungeons & Dragons, and it can't help but make the DM giddy.

"Wouldn't dream of it, dude."

[studiedhisagrippa]

There are so many ways Inigo could react to this upstart, but the clear showing of Eddie's hands helps him remember he shouldn't be in danger here. He scoffs lowly to himself, turning slightly.

"Hmmh. What is that?" he asks, gesturing toward the guitar. It doesn't seem like a weapon, exactly. But it's eye-catching and Inigo doesn't know what to make of it.

II

[deal_me_in]

"I make it a point not to challenge anyone in my bar because I don't want to have to deal with clean-up after," comes the almost too casual response. The voice speaking sounds oddly tinny, a strange echo to his tone that one with better experience would possibly describe it as electronic.

Maybe Inigo is unprepared for the glowing optics and the metal visage that greets him then, not to mention the amber light that spills from the Exo's throat with every word.

"We having fun here?"

[studiedhisagrippa]

Inigo has no reaction to the strange appearance of the one who addressed him, merely reminding himself those spectors of his past that he'd been talking to can no longer bother him. Still, his head is unsteady on his neck as it swivels to look.

"Fun," he says, imbuing the word with nearly a questioning, wistful tone. "I'm afraid I haven't had any on a long time."

Angel Dust | Hazbin Hotel (CW- Adult Language)

[harderdaddy]

Arrival
There ain't no way it's possible, but this sure as shit doesn't look like Hell. Angel tries touching that creepy orb thing again, and even tries askin' it questions, but it's a fucking floating ball, he wasn't expecting a whole lot.

So it's down to you- poor fellow netizen of this place- assuming the sight of the furry sinner's approach doesn't scare you away.

"Holy shit," he murmurs, staring at you in disbelief, "Are you ALIVE?" Is this a real living, breathing person and not a soul???

The Deep End
"Oh thank fuck," Angel sighs, dropping onto a stool by the bar, grateful to have found a place to stop that building headache. And whether it's your job or not, hot-stuff, you have just been designated bartender.

"What's the strongest shit you got in this place?" he asks with a flirtatious grin.

Chilchuck Tims | Delicious in Dungeon (primarily anime)

[noscabs]

A: How Much Chil (Fountain)

When Chilchuck arrives, it’s hot. Which isn’t unexpected, because the floor they were descending to is hot.

Literally everything else is unexpected, though.

Chilchuck turns in a complete circle, taking in the alien landscape. He’s alone, which is the most alarming part of this. And there’s some kind of orb floating there…

Yeah, he ain’t touchin’ that.

“This is definitely a trap,” he says, turning again. “I just… haven’t seen one like this. Is it a monster…”

And can his party hear him as he talks?

B: Could a Chilchuck Chuck (Diner)

Okay, so it’s not a trap - it’s something even more insane. How does he get mixed up in these things…

Also, it seems likely Laios and the others aren’t here, or if they are he hasn’t found them. So he’ll have to make it on his own for now.

The first thing to do is secure some food. Which is what leads him to the diner, which he thinks is like the canteen or shops in town. Though… he’s never seen one like this.

He starts rifling through the cabinets and food stores and ends up holding a cumato curiously.

“…Man, I can’t believe I actually miss Senshi’s infodumps about cooking. I have no idea what this is.”

C: If a Chilchuck Could Chuck Chil? (Deep End)

Oh, now we’re talkin’!

Chilchuck takes in the bar, so different from the taverns and pubs he’s used to. Still, it has alcohol, and that’s all he need to know.

He has no money, but so far he hasn’t needed any. Is that still true of the alcohol…?

He sneaks behind the bar, taking a look at what is on offer. “Can I really just… take this…?”

Don’t mind the person who looks about twelve who is also pulling out an entire bottle of alcohol just for himself…

[[OOC: If you’re not familiar, Chilchuck is a half-foot. He’s about 3’7” (109 cm) and looks like a kid, but he’s actually middle-aged. It’s fine if your character mistakes him for a child, though, it happens frequently.]]

B - Listen you don't want to know what it is.

[doubled_speed]

"It's a cumato. Cue-May-Toe."

There wasn't anyone else in the diner a moment ago, not in the kitchen, not approaching either door. And yet there's suddenly a dude there with a crate of something or other, setting it down on a counter.

"Looks like a cucumber, sorta, takes like a tomato, but with a bit of an oregano edge. Great for making pasta sauce. They don't preserve well though. So this is harvest and processing season before they get canned for use later in the year."

Hey look at that, strange dude is info dumping about food.

"So, kid, you new here?"

[noscabs]

Chilchuck has to fumble to keep from dropping the cumato (apparently) on the ground. Oh great, speak of the devil…

The explanation is still appreciated (he thinks he knows what to do with this, after all) but the rest is not. He grits his teeth.

“Not a kid. I’m a half-foot.” He sighs. “But yes, I am new, apparently.”

Ravus Nox Fleuret | FFXV

[disarming_prince]

A. Exploration

Ruins. This place is nothing but ruins. To see it is to leave a rush of fear in his heart. A memory invoked of another city left in ruins, another city brought low by the seeming whims of fate. No, the whims of cruel and unjust men. Men like himself. It is, at best, unnerving. This is not Insomnia, not Altissia, not cities ruined by his action, and by his inaction as well.

And still it hurts to see. To look upon a world that was ruined. A world that had no heroes of his own and had no choice but to steal others. Alas, but they had made a mistake in their choice, had they not? For he was here, a man with sins at his feet, who failed to protect the most important person in his life.

With a sigh the man rises from the fountain where has has been sitting since his arrival. The day is too hot to linger without shade, especially in his heavy white coat. Worse still with the armor under it and the silver and purple metal prosthetic that has replaced his left arm.

"Shelter. Food and water. Then investigate what these beings would expect of me. Surely not heroics."

It has not been his style to be a hero for the people in so many years. Not in their eyes at least.

B. Storm

Weather has never been something that bothered him, so of course the man, unprepared for the potential connotations of the things, would step out into one. It is just a little bit of rain, is it not? It is not even like he could not deal with lightning as surely he would be able to redirect it with the power available to him.

Except, of course, that does not seem to be how it works. He's outside and for some reason his prosthetic left arm seems to be malfunctioning. More than that, his body feels, just a hint, weak.

Neither of which matters enough to go inside, for he is so certain that he caught sight of a familiar form. A woman in a white dress with pale hair, with two dogs at her side. One darkly furred, the other white as snow.

"Luna," he whispers, and of course he's immediately trying to chase after her.

[ooc: taking him from just before the split of core from alternate timeline, letting him accept as fact either path]

Storm;

[sinistral]

It's not the first time the Soldier has been caught out in a storm. It probably won't be the last time either. Sometimes he can ignore the visions and the voices. Sometimes not. Fortunately this is one of the days that he knows the figures calling to him aren't really there.

Just because he can resist the phantasms doesn't mean everyone can, however. It doesn't matter that he doesn't recognize the other man. What matters is that said man walks toward nothing but one of the holes in the pavement, a nasty fall imminent.

He reaches out, hand closing around the other man's upper arm. "Whatever you think you see isn't there."

A. Exploration

[blossomingginger]

Cheryl can't stand being outside for very long - it's hot and uncomfortable, but she can't stand being inside too long, either. It's coincidence she's passing by to catch his words.

And, of course, even if she's speaking to a total stranger, Cheryl still speaks up, her voice full of confusion, and a slither of annoyance.

"It doesn't make any sense, does it? Relying on strangers for heroics. So you would hope they wouldn't...." But so far, it seems legitimate.

Janet Van Dyne, Wasp | Avengers Academy

[fiercefashionista]

[I have no idea what I'm doing or if she'll even stick... this game was discontinued ages ago.]

"Oh my goooood... it's sooo hot," Janet muttered to herself as she looked around for any familiar faces. "What is this place?"

She wandered past the fountain, poking her head in and out of doors all around.

"Hello?" she called. "Helloooo?" With a slight huff and a stomp of her foot, she pouted as she tried one last time. "Is anyone here?"

She'd do this at several buildings around the main square before ending up at the diner.

"Oh, it's much cooler in here!" That meant someone had to be here, right? Power, a working cooling system, the smell of cooking food... signs of life!

She just hoped it was friendly. She wasn't afraid to fight... in fact, she often relished it, but this weather!

=====

From hot and dry to cold and wet. The storm had come on quickly and now Wasp was soaked. She was pretty angry, too, because it was going to ruin her jacket. She hunkered down, attempting to find shelter quickly from the rain.

"Sudden rain is the worst!" Sure, the buildings were run down and abandoned, but that meant she could duck inside and not feel obligated to buy something for borrowing their roof to hide from the downpour.

Or maybe this building wasn't abandoned... had she walked in on someone? Or did they just walk in on her?

But it leaves an impression. in my other game Tommy has a sloth named Speedy for reasons

[doubled_speed]

Welcome to the domain of the dude moving around at impossible speeds that might, just maybe, be slightly familiar. Maybe. If she's used to speedy people with white hair and sass.

"Hello," is the greeting she gets from a room that was empty a minute ago and now has a smiling guy in the room starting a kettle.

"I'm Tommy. You're new, welcome."

I miss this game!~ Also double Jans

[winsomelosesome]

Sudden rain is the worst. Jan could definitely agree with that sentiment. She hadn't seen her doppelganger take shelter inside, but there must have been something about the building that drew the both of them to it. She flit inside through a window, shrunken down and not expecting to ram straight into the wall that the other Jan.

Shaking off the collision, Jan started to apologize but the words got stuck in her throat at the familiar sight.

"...Tony's gonna freak."

[pursuitofcappiness]

The building isn't abandoned, Steve is in it. He looks over at Jan, not recognizing her. "Yeah, it is. Come in, I'll get you a towel." He goes to do just that. "You must be new around here. I'm Steve."

[madginger]

"Is it?" Max asks, eyebrows furrowed. "Feels like it helps cool everything down, to me, though."

Not that Max wants to be soaking wet and wandering around in it, which is why, she too, is seeking momentary shelter in the current building. They simply had the same idea at the same time.

"And it's been really hot. Unless you like all that heat?"

Rain

[manofmanynames]

Yeah, she's walked in on someone. A three-foot purple-and-white bipedal animal is there, arms folded and legs crossed as he leans back on his strong tail. He looks up lazily from under a wide-brimmed cowboy hat.

"This the first place you could find in the storm?" he greets in a Texan drawl.

Alec Lightwood | Shadowhunters

[stoicandsarcastic]

Fountain;
Another day, another new arrival. Alec sat down hard at the edge of the fountain, not quite a swoon but certainly a shock of coming from a much cooler climate, and so suddenly; he wasn't unfamiliar with summer weather, but this was a lot for a guy who came here in jeans and a leather jacket. Immediately he pushed the sleeves up his forearms, revealing what appeared to be tattoos on his skin. Then he seemed to remember himself, pulling a slim tool from his pocket and tracing an intricate shape on his left forearm. The tool seemed to leave a burn mark behind, though the mark and Alec's other tattoos disappeared the moment he lifted the tip from his skin.

Storing the wand-like implement back in his pocket he took one final look around the fountain's immediate vicinity before picking a direction at random to start walking, hopefully to find some shade and decide what he should do next. He still half believed he was dreaming, or had been hit with some kind of magic spell gone awry.


Ships;
Alec wasn't sure what was weirder, the strangely run down town or the apparent spaceship. Alec couldn't quite wrap his head completely around that; he'd seen a lot of weird things but somehow the concept of aliens had him struggling. At least the weather outside didn't seem to extend to the ship's interior so that gave the ship a major point in its favor.

It was rapidly losing the point though. He'd found the kitchen — which was great, a guy needed to eat! — but the soft serve coming out of the dispensers looked the opposite of appealing. Still, he had a plate and was methodically dispensing the smallest amount he could, just to try so he'd know what he was in for.

On the plus side, he'd eaten worse.

The latest dispenser seemed stuck though... until it suddenly wasn't. A flood of glitter came out, getting absolutely everywhere before he could turn it off. He sighed, indulging in a selfish albeit silent moment of why me before looking around for cleaning supplies. Hopefully no one would wander in before he could get it cleaned up, or mind too much if it got on their shoes.

"A warlock spell would be real useful right about now," he muttered to himself, then flushed guiltily. He shouldn't let himself think that way.


Network: Video to Voice;
[The video clicks on, showing Alec's face for a moment. He vocalizes a soft sound:] Ah.

[The screen goes dark then, video feed cut but audio still running.]

I'm looking for my sister, if anyone's seen her. Isabelle Lightwood. Izzy.

[A bit of an awkward pause, but Alec isn't sure what else he should say.]

Um. Thanks.


OOC: At a Glance;
Show canon only, I'm not familiar with the books but welcome the confusion caused by alternate universes. Loosely saying end of S1/beginning of S2, but familiar with the entire show so no worries for spoilers.

Network Audio

[butterfly_kiss]

Ah, a newcomer. There is a propensity for people to ask after people they care for when they arrive.

Check the ships list. There are crew rosters. They list who is present.

Ships

[wearingthestars]

Oof. Billy winced at the sight he'd walked in on, and half considered ducking right back out and leaving the guy his dignity. But the damage had been done all ready.

"One spell coming up," he offered bashfully, fingertips flashing with a blue magic that swirled to collect the glitter and poof it all away.

Ships;

[blossomingginger]

As if it's not bad enough Cheryl's face twist up at the fact Alec is trying to clean himself up, her eyes roll at his words.

"If a warlock spell was real. In this case, water is going to do you more favors," she insists. And no, it hasn't occurred to her if aliens and spaceships are real, yes, magic could be, too.

Sephiroth | Kingdom Hearts

[3wingedangel]

Arrival

Sephiroth isn’t unused to the idea of other worlds; there are many in his universe. For all he knows, this is another one. He absorbs the message at the fountain with a thoughtful expression. He is calm, cool, and collected no matter what is happening around him and takes all of this in stride ... except he’s thoroughly annoyed to have been stripped of his precious Masamune. He turns away, leaving behind a dark blue feather or two from one of his three ever-present blue wings as he heads off down the street.

“Excuse me,” he greets whoever happens to run across him. “Are there to be no weapons here at all?”

He holds out his hand and makes a small fireball in it. He still has his powers from home. This Sephiroth is not as terrifyingly overpowered as his counterpart in Gaia (even though he is still not someone you’ll want to go up against in a fight unless you have to).

“Isn’t it an odd double standard that we may keep our powers but not our weapons? Our powers can be dangerous as well.”

Diner

Sephiroth has settled down at a booth, looking over the information on his communication device. He is not even going to address the terrible spelling.

“These data points,” he muses. “Do they simply imbue you with new knowledge, or do they interfere with your mind in other ways?”

He did not appreciate the pull to the fountain data point and does not want a data point if there’s any danger of his mind being taken over. On the other hand, if that isn’t a problem, he seems to be considering the Security data point.

Arrival - Because I had to

[plate_builder]

There are not a lot of voices that could lead to the thing that happens next. Nor a lot of actions. But that is most definitely putting the cart before the chocobo. What happens is this.

A certain man, the only one on the plant with an instinctive fear reaction to that voice and that hair and fire mixed with that voice and that hair happens to be walking from the hotel toward the diner to fetch a meal for his injured boyfriend. And a certain man, with a certain little cat figure walking at his side, hears said voice, and sees said hair, and notices said fire. And of course, old terror (and a burst of irrationality because who was Reeve Tuesti to challenge any form of Sephiroth, Minerva perserve fools), has him reacting instinctively.

So without really thinking about it, Reeve's calling on one of the materia at his wrist, blizzard thankfully, and striking out with it. Well, more like throwing as much magical force as he can behind encasing the fireball in enough ice for it to melt and quell the flames.

Which is truly a stupid thing to do, with him in sight of the frightfully dangerous man.

Diner

[madginger]

Max just happens to be in the booth behind him. Someone she hasn't seen before, she muses without a second thought.

Then he starts talking. As the friends from her homeworld hadn't been that concerned about the data points, she hadn't even considered her mind might get messed with. But...now that someone mentions it. She turns around.

"I picked mine a few months ago. Doesn't seem to affect anything else. Far as I know, if you pick another data point, the knowledge just leaves you, too. Seems pretty harmless." But seems - he's got her thinking.