WINTER TEST DRIVE MEME

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WINTER 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!

Thread ideas:

Explore the city!

Here's a map 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. 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 yet to be fully explored; 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.

Visit the spaceships!

That's right, there are currently several small spaceships grounded in the hangar - Or what remains of them. It's painfully obvious that these ships have crash-landed not too long ago and were taken back to the hangar for repairs. You were assigned to one of them and its doors will open for you and let you enter if you wish. (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 as neither of them look as if they will be leaving anytime soon that doesn't really matter either way.

Maybe look around anyway. Or try your hand at some repairs?

Try the network!

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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Comments

Ripley 8 | Alien Resurrection | OTA (Will match prose/brackets)

[monstermama]

i: Deep End

Maybe it was her otherness that picked up on where most of the bodies might be, but without fail, she found herself in a part of this new city where all the 'meat' was. The sounds of it were almost familiar, and she slunk in and kept herself to the edges as she just... watched for a little while. She could be lured over with a nod or a smile, or just the offer of a drink and more information. While new, she didn't seem overly concerned about that fact.

ii: Spaceships

This was more her speed, more her area of expertise. The smell of recycled air, the grease and metal that hung in the air, the static of electricity that played over and through the equipment. This was what she'd been born into, after all. And while she was still trying to piece together how she'd gotten here despite that 'download' from the globe, the idea of a ship being available to take her out of there if she wanted was tempting.

Or, it had been until she'd seen the state of them. The Betty was held together better than these, and that was saying something. She walked down the line of them, pausing when she stopped in front of one labeled 'Bishop'. That triggered something in Ellen's memories, and Ripley held her hand up to the security panel. It hissed open with a grating sound of metal. "Well, isn't that convenient."

iii: Network

username: ripley
Anyone have any idea how to get off this hunk of rock?

iv: Wildcard

Got an idea? Like to come across her elsewhere? Feel free to pick a spot in the city she might have wandered to. Or another ship to peek into.

ii

[happybeeps]

The hiss of the door alerted BB-8, the droid rolling out to investigate, chirping in surprise at the unfamiliar face, which drew his Master to peer out from the galley in question.

"What is it Buddy?" he called, before catching sight of the new arrival. "He's friendly," he promised with a teasing smile, gesturing to the droid, "They assign you to Bishop? You should be glad, she comes with a hell of a pilot."

[monstermama]

The little droid, if that's what it was, beeped at her and she found one brow raising with a little amusement at the fact it sounded curious. Well, considering the robots and androids she dealt with looked a lot more human and were harder to pick out from their makers, this was almost a welcome surprise.

The human face that joined it to look over at her as she stepped in had her pausing. "I'm not sure. Am I intruding? I thought I'd see what they considered 'space worthy' here. This one... caught my eye."

i!

[deal_me_in]

Ironic how the bar in question was manned by someone decidedly not flesh and blood. His face might as well have been a mask for how fluidly he moved and how he wore clothes and light armor that had definitely seen some action. He was polishing glasses as he figured that was A Thing that bartenders needed to do, and he decided that it was probably something done out of boredom because downtime between getting people drinks tended to get very boring.

When a new face stepped in, glowing blue optics flicked over in the woman's direction and he gave her an up-nod in greeting before tagging it with a "Hey there!" Amber light flashed at the back of his throat with his words, and it sure appeared like the robot was smiling somehow.

[monstermama]

A synthetic, clearly, but certainly not like any of the ones she knew from before. Less human. And yes, she liked it. Mostly because she liked things that didn't pretend to be something they weren't. Robots should look like robots. Monsters should look like monsters.

Coming over to the bar, she slid onto a seat, looking at him curiously as she did. "And what model are you?" The robotic version of 'where you from', she supposed.

[deal_me_in]

Cayde paused in his glass polishing, a metal brow arching at the question. He definitely looked amused. "Are you trying to flirt with me? I know I'm a looker and all, but a model?" The Exo chuckled, setting down the glass he'd just cleaned before half-turning to grab a bottle from the shelf behind him.

"Name's Cayde. Not from around here, much like everyone else in town," he continued conversationally as he poured her a drink.

[monstermama]

"You're a synthetic. An android. Where I'm from, they come in different, ah, versions. Modeled after humans. They're less..." She looked over at the lack of human features, the lights and mechanics clear on his face definitely marking him as non-human. To her, anyway. "Metal."

It was as polite as Ripley got. Sorry.

[deal_me_in]

At least it didn't appear that Cayde was offended. He waved a gloved hand at her explanation. "I got it, I was just playing with you." His jaw quirked in something of a lopsided grin as he pushed the drink over to her. "We're called Exos back home."

[monstermama]

"Programmed with a sense of humor. Better than asshole genes." She looked down at the drink he slid over, picking it up and taking a sip. "Call me Ripley. What am I drinking?"

[deal_me_in]

The Exo shrugged at that, deciding to leave complicated stories for another time, though he did chuckle. "Ripley." A nod. "Sounds like you got some interesting experience with these synthetics." He gestured vaguely at the drink then. "Name's still in progress. It was suggested as the Agra Ten special, which by the way, is the name of the planet."

[monstermama]

That flickered in her memory, courtesy of the download she'd received. It wasn't all that unlike the foggy memories she sifted through that belonged to Ellen. Interesting. Another sip, then she gave Cayde a half-shrug. "I've had worse." Considering how long she'd been alive, that was saying something. Thanks to Johner's homemade brew, she could genuinely say that. "So, Cayde, if you're not from this place, why are you tending bar?"

[deal_me_in]

"Something to do during the downtimes. And there's a lot of downtime," came Cayde's reply. "I figured this place needed a bar. Can you believe there wasn't one? I guess there's priorities for people feeling their way around a new, ruined place but still. It's like a staple."

[monstermama]

She looked around the place, then back at Cayde. "Are you saying you own this place?" Odd that an android had considered opening a bar that seemed to be aimed at other organisms. He'd mentioned downtime, and she supposed that made sense, but then, she was still getting her balance here- and in general. What to do when you weren't being held by scientists and facing imminent death?

[deal_me_in]

Again that look of amusement reappeared in the slightest tweaks of the metal plates that made up his face. "As much as anyone can own anything around here, but yeah," Cayde said. "Scoped the place out, cleaned it up, scavenged the fixin's. Bartered for most of the beverage selection while we were off-world since it seemed like a rare opportunity."

[heypartner]

username: c. vanth
Nope. Doesn't seem possible from what I've found out. We're all stuck.

[monstermama]

[Well... the news could be better. But considering her life, it could be worse.]

Story of my lives. So what's there to do on said hunk of rock?

[heypartner]

[ Lives? Must be metaphorical. Or he's not reading it right. ]

That depends on what you want to do. Folks have found all sorts of jobs for themselves.

[monstermama]

[It's a long and short story. No, she was not a cat.]

I found a bar run by a synthetic. He mentioned giant spiders. Is this a place we need to find our own weapons, or is there a storage unit somewhere?

[heypartner]

Cayde, you mean? Yeah, I missed that chaos myself.

[ But giant insects are nothing new on Tatooine. ]

Pretty sure the ships got some. Might be someone around who makes 'em. I was luckily enough to get taken with one so haven't much looked into it.

[monstermama]

[All good points. It was just a matter of finding out who was here on this rock, what their specialties were, and what she could be expected to do or how she could fit in-

If all else failed, she could go make her own nest and let the humans ruin their own lives. They were so good at it.]

So we can't leave and there's no clear reason why we're here. What else is there to do besides drinking and squishing bugs?

[heypartner]

Fix up some buildings. Farm. If you're good with fixing up space ships pretty sure they all need some work. Keep an eye out for danger.

Welcome to small town life.

[ There's really not much day to day besides survival. So, what Cobb's used to. ]

[monstermama]

Farm?

[Her fingers slipped. That just came out. But really... farm? She felt an all over body shudder at that. That was drone work.]

I'll see what I can do with the ships. That's closer to my area of experience.

[Partly. She still had Ellen's memories to filter through, and they'd helped her fly the Betty.

Small town life sucked, Cobb. Why would you do this to her?]

[heypartner]

Yeah, there's a farm. Gotta eat, you know. Not sure who's heading that project.

[ If someone's heading it at all. He's still learning the area himself but he likes to be helpful. ]

I'm sure they'd appreciate the help.

[ It's not that bad. Can be very fulfilling if you let it. ]

[monstermama]

[Cobb...]

We'll see if I can be any. I'm not sure if I'll be familiar with the systems here.

[Still, she was a fast learner, and she had some knowledge of the workings of mechanics and engineering. It was just a matter of tapping in the right part of her memories.]

There are ships here. On a planet I'm not familiar with. That means there's a system. Other planets. Anyone gone there?

[heypartner]

If you're not, someone can probably teach you what you need to know. Or one of those glowing orbs can teach you. Apparently they stick information right in your brain.

[ He still hasn't touched one himself but he's asked about them. ]

They've got star charts you can look at and I'm pretty sure they've done a little exploring.

[ Ah, the questions he can't really answer. ]