Summer 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!

Thread ideas:

- Explore the city! There's a map here 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, but power is intermittent and unreliable. The hotel seems to be the most crowded, but you might want into what appears to be an abandoned storefront and find someone else scavenging or even sleeping.

- There are spaceships! That's right, there are currently several small spaceships grounded in the hangar. They appear to have power, but only one ship will let you enter. (For test drive purposes, the ship that will let you enter is up to you, so just pick whichever name appeals, and go for it!) The other ships won't open for you, but it might be worth poking around the one that will...

- Do you hear a storm? A giant, power-altering storm has been ravaging part of the planet for a month. It shows 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? More information can be found here.

- Can you hear me now? 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.

- 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...



code bases by tricklet

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Pidge Gunderson | Voltron: Legendary Defender

[tinygreen]

Exploring
[Getting the lay of the land was always important when stranded in a brand new place. Pidge doesn't mind the foot work too much... it was the infrastructure of this whole place that just seemed to scream "In need of serious TLC".

The hotel is avoided for the moment, but her feet find her anywhere else safe to walk around.]


Network
This tech is a bit primitive... Does anyone know who works on the UI? I have some suggestions.

[Mostly the spelling errors. They were amusing for maybe five minutes, and now it's just sad.]


Wildcard
[Feel free to hit me with anything you can think of! PM or hit me up at chromatus if you want to plan something.]

Exploring!

[the_tailor]

[It's a pretty average day on Agra 10 for Lance. Wake up, argue with Keith that it's way too early to get out of bed, reluctantly get out of bed, eat breakfast, feed the animals, and head out. He's spent two hours in the greenhouse taking care of the plants, most of which he's named by now, because really. Why not? If anyone wants to tease him for it, they can do it, but Rosalia and Melonie are growing up big and strong and he's darn proud.

He's on his way to do a little bit of scavenging, maybe catch a few fish for dinner, when he notices a small figure wandering nearby. The group here isn't terribly large and he knows most people, but this person doesn't look like one he's seen here yet. New arrival maybe? He's not close enough to see for sure, but hey, heck if he isn't gonna try to be the best welcome wagon he can.

When he gets close enough to get a better look at them, Lance stops in his tracks. Blinks. Rubs his eyes. He...has to be seeing things, yeah? Must be. It's been over a year, longer even, since he's seen anyone from his own world aside from Keith. Sometimes he thinks he'll see them again out of the corner of his eye, but it's always gone in an instant, wishful thinking. But as he begins moving again, taking careful steps, the person doesn't disappear from his vision.]

P....Pidge...?

[His voice isn't loud when he calls out, more hesitant than anything, still unsure if he's really seeing her.]

[tinygreen]

[Pidge had been deep down hoping someone from home was here. She wasn't averse to being alone, but being in a unfamiliar place without those she knows was a different matter. That was a kind of alone she didn't want to deal with. Not again after having been stranded on that trash satellite for what seemed ages ago.

It's an all too familiar voice that pulls her out of those thoughts and make her whip her head around towards the source. Sure enough, Pidge wasn't hearing things. She grins and starts heading over. Faster than intended, though she takes a moment to get another good look around. Just to make sure there wouldn't be an interruption of the Galra kind or other.]

Lance! You're here, too? [She only sees Lance at the moment...] Where's the others? Did we all get stuck here? Have you seen the Lions? I can't feel Green anywhere.

We used to have a Pidge back in DF so he will be confused for just a moment

[the_tailor]

[It's her. It's really her. Lance dashes over, and before he even bothers to answer any of those questions, he pulls her into an extremely tight hug.

She's real.]

PIDGE! Holy quiznak, oh my god, it's you, it's really you! Do you know how long it's been for us? I haven't seen you since the Fleet! Oh my god, I've missed you, Keith's gonna flip too!

oh no poor lance

[tinygreen]

[A squeak. Mostly of sudden discomfort from a tight hug that was unexpected. What Lance is saying doesn't make much sense. Pidge pats him awkwardly on the back to maybe make him realize he might just be making it hard to breathe.]

L-Lance... what are you talking about? I saw you right before I got to this place. The only Fleet I know of is the Galra one.

Lance just turned 21 here so he might look a lil bit older to her! Not by a lot but

[the_tailor]

[While he does let her go somewhat, his hands remain on her shoulders. Lance looks her over, tilting his head, and... Ah. That's do it.

He's not terribly put off by it, to be honest. It's a known thing, for people to come and go, sometimes with no memories of their past times here. Lance has grown to accept that. Well, there's one person he'd never accept that from, but thankfully, he's been at Lance's side here the whole time.]

Ah, sorry, um. You see, you were in this universe before, or a version of you anyway. But even if you don't remember, or you're a slightly different Pidge or however this weird multiverse thing works, it doesn't matter. You're our Pidgey, and I've still missed you SO much.

Lance is capable of aging? Not with his skin care routine

[tinygreen]

[Pidge gives Lance a bit of an irritated look at being looked over till he speaks Then she raises an eyebrow and opens her mouth. Closing it again right after. What he's talking about isn't out of the realm of possibility...]

I know how the multiverse works probably better than you do, but it's still hard to think about the fact that you know a different Pidge. That means you're probably not the Lance I know-know. [But that's fine. Lance is Lance.] I can tell with how you just tried to break my back.... so who else is here?

He lacks his full repitoire of products... It's tragic.

[the_tailor]

You do, huh? Well... Honestly, you're taking this a lot better than a lot of people would, but you've always been pretty darn adaptable.

[He nods, letting out a deep breath and smiling.]

For the last year and a half or so, maybe closer to two, it's just been me and Keith. And Kosmo. And Kaltenecker. Other people from our world have been in this one, but they've all gone home bit by bit till it was just us. I was wondering if I'd ever get to see any of the rest of you again.

Exploring - Library

[beholding_archivist]

[ The library hardly keeps up with what the name suggests. Especially with its lack of actual books. Thankfully there may not be many of such expectations upon entering the building due to it lacking any actual signs declaring it a library. It's only upon entering that the large empty shelves may invoke an idea of what this building used to be.

It's from between two of those shelves that the Archivist emerges, fiddling with an old tape recorder and muttering to himself until he looks up and at his visitor, not appearing too surprised, at least. ]

Hello. I don't think we have met.

[ It's not a question but rather him stating a simple fact. ]

[tinygreen]

[Libraries are great! Even if digital archives were better than paper books. Pidge can't complain, though, since now there was access to potentially crucial information. Hopefully it was in a language she could read...

Except it's practically empty. What a way for a heart to sink. She sighs to herself before a voice draws her attention.]

Nope. I just got here.

[beholding_archivist]

[ Oh, Jon very much agrees on the superiority of digital archives. And if all the broken data spheres he cleared out of this building are any indication, then the Agrii certainly used to store their information in some sort of digital means. And now all that data is lost, with no physically written copies remaining. Which in turn makes the Archivist miss the presence of actual books. Heck, he even wouldn't have minded scrolls or even stone tablets if necessary. Anything but knowing everything has been lost.

But those musings aren't important at the moment and Jon tilts his head at the young woman to offer a more appropriate greeting. ]

Jonathan Sims. I... I assume the data point provided you with the basics of your presence here.

[ Again, not a question. Though there are plenty Jon could be asking. Questions she couldn't answer, however. ]

[tinygreen]

Yes, but I'm still curious as to why I was brought here. This isn't a planet I recall seeing in the maps of the known universe. Something like this Agra 10 would have definitely been something my crew and I would have taken a look at to see if we could help.

[But that might be getting ahead of herself a little. Pidge just sighs softly and takes a look once more around the library.]

I'm assuming what I saw from the data point that we're here to fix things. I guess my question would be is where should I start? There's a lot I know how to do that could help.

[Network]

[deal_me_in]

the agrii do try ill give them that

incidentally theyre the ones who probably put the thing together but itd probably be a headache trying to explain things to them

[tinygreen]

I've explained difficult subjects to extraterrestrial races before.

[deal_me_in]

oh good! previous experience

well then i wish you luck

im not even sure they know what theyre doing sometimes to be honest

[tinygreen]

That sounds like every race, tbh.

Can't expect everyone to know everything (￣︿￣)

[deal_me_in]

a sad but universal truth

[tinygreen]

But that's why there's people around to tell them what they need to know.

In this case, how to spell.

[deal_me_in]

at this rate you and jon can join forces and start a school for them

itll be fun

Exploring - Hangar

[tempredmental]

[Something Keith had learned from both his dad and Shiro was that you had to know how to maintain your own machine. He wasn't an engineering genius like Hunk, and, when it came to the Castle and the Lions, he mostly had been around to do some basics when the others needed additional help. (It also helped that the Lions could almost self-repair, too.) But, even without the Engineering datapoint or augment, Keith had made a point to try and learn at least a bit about the DF ships, especially since he had the piloting specialty.

With them recently having gotten a few additional ships, Keith was actually checking on the status of the Huntress. No one was assigned to it, yet, and he hadn't been neglecting the Bloodsport, which was his assigned ship, but the Huntress meant something to him. It was the only ship in Drift Fleet he'd been assigned to, and he'd ended up assigned as Captain by the time they freed the Marsiva. Plus, he and Lance had spent a lot of time on that ship together. She meant something to him.

He heard footsteps enter the hangar somewhat tentatively. Most of the people that came in here often came in here with a purpose, so it got his curiosity piqued, and he leaned out of the hatch he was poking around in to see who it was......]

Pidge?

[He'd run into her once before on this planet, but it was during one of those hallucination storms, so he wasn't even sure if she'd really been here. Beyond that, he hadn't seen her since Drift Fleet. But, he also wasn't sure if the Pidge standing in front of him was the Pidge from Drift Fleet, or even any version of Pidge he'd known so far...

Heck, she might even be calling herself Katie.

He hesitated for a second and then climbed out of the hatch to go meet her.]

[tinygreen]

[Ships! A sight to make Pidge feel some hope. Thought they look like they might need some repair... that was fine. She's good at fixing things. But tools might be needed.

She's assessing the state of the ships from the outside when she hears someone say her name. A voice she knows.]

Keith! [Oh good. A friendly face was needed in a place like this.

Her eyes drift back to the ships.]

Do any of them run?

[tempredmental]

[Okay, that was promising, at least. She answered to Pidge. He glanced at the ships as well, glad to just get to the point. He nodded.]

They do, but there's a catch.

[He frowned a bit.]

We can't take them very far. There's a limit, and we can only go past that limit when whoever's in charge of this place wants us to go on a mission... and then, they kind of force us to follow a certain route.

[Keith looked annoyed at that.]

But, yeah. They work... in the most basic way possible.

[tinygreen]

[That catch sounds awful and makes her deflate a bit.]

And no one has figured out how to reprogram it to make it possible to go off course? That's gotta be a pretty powerful program if that's the case.

[Sounds like a challenge to her.]

When you say limit, do you mean like a barrier or the ships not reacting past a specific point?

[tempredmental]

[Well, there had been Drift Fleet, but...]

Not here, no. And, well... when we were still in Drift Fleet, we tried to push the ships past the limit, and they threatened to self-destruct if we got too close to the edge of the range. Haven't tried it here, yet, though.

[Someone here may have been one of the pilots that made that attempt.]

[tinygreen]

I see... That definitely is something I'd want to look into. A self-destruct system is pretty bad to have on a space ship unless someone is trying to hide information or just want to be controlling.

[The former is more understandable, but the latter sounds like the more likely option.]

If they can remote self-destruct, hacking into their system might be tricky.