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

Kyle Broflovski | South Park (au) | OTA

[kyley_b]

1. Exploring. Terribly.

While the admittedly awesome glowing orb had certainly provided enough information to at least keep panic at bay, it sure didn't do a lot to explain much else. So naturally the only thing to do is to wander around and possibly get killed.

Kyle has a long history of doing this sort of thing.

He winds up at the edge of the mine. Oh, sure, there's plenty of other things to look at, but that is one hugeass hole in the ground, and it sure sounds and smells like something is going on down there. Kyle is tall and gangling and generally pretty uncoordinated, so it should come as no surprise that he slips at the edge while peering into the mine and slides down the side. He manages to stop himself from falling very far, but he's definitely stuck clinging for dear life to rocks and debris, just low enough that he can't pull himself up onto sturdy ground again.

"Uh, hey?! Anybody? Little help?"


2. The Deep End

Oh thank god, there's a bar.

For one thing, a bar means there are in fact people around. For another, if you're going to be stuck in some sort of dystopian hellhole, the addition of alcohol can certainly makes things seem a lot more tolerable.

He's more or less impossible to miss with his curly mop of red hair, perched at one of the tables and looking more resigned than anything else. If you catch his eye he'll wave, still completely unimpressed with life.


3. Network: Text

so this is a dumb fucking question but i'm pretty sure i just saw what happens when a chameleon fucks a snail and i kinda wanna know if it's poisonous.
also hey hi i have no idea what's going on here.


4. Wildcard me if you want!

voice || un: archivist

[beholding_archivist]

[ Jon's initial reaction is wondering if this is Tony being bored and messing around with the network again. Though Kyle is saved a response of impatient scolding by the simple fact that Jon still has the communications data point himself and can confirm that Tony hasn't simply changed his username. He even changes his own to test if his default one remains in the list.

Well. Apparently this is really just some poor soul confused by Temba's wildlife. ]

While... I believe I know which creatures you're talking about, Mr. Broflovski, I'm afraid I haven't tried figuring out that particular fact about them. Though refraining from touching or even attempting to eat anything we can't surely consider safe may be advisable.

As for the rest of your message... I assume you just woke up here?

voice

[kyley_b]

[Hearing his name used is a surprise for a moment, before the realisation that the communications device must also broadcast information about who is using it. Clearly it's also customizable, considering the name put to the voice he's hearing. At least the controls are easy enough to figure out.]

Hey, dude. I wasn't gonna eat one, no. They're colorful, that usually means poison where I'm from.

Uh, yeah. Over by a fountain. Figured I should go look around. I'm going to go ahead and assume by that question that this sort of thing happens pretty often.

The, uh, magic glowing ball computer explained a little, but I gotta say that as a visitor's centre it's pretty weak. Are you in charge or something?

voice

[beholding_archivist]

[ Kyle can try to customize his display name, though unless he picks up the communications data point won’t have much success. Tony may come up with a certainly flattering username for him. ]

Data point. That’s what they are called. Also... no. I’m not in charge. No one really is?

I’m Jonathan Sims. I just- I have been here a while. There are a few of us, brought in from different worlds and- Well. The data point told you why.

[ They’re all a little stranded here. ]

voice

[kyley_b]

[Tony might actually have to work at something worse than what he's used to.]

Data point. Sufficiently scifi, I'm into it.

Yeah. Aliens and stuff. Well, I guess to them we're the aliens or interdimensional whatsits. Whatever.

Uh, I guess you know my name already but it feels weird not to say hello properly, so hi, Jonathan, I'm Kyle. Soooooo... dumb questions incoming, sorry. One: dude, are you from earth? Two: uh, what's the best way to be useful around here? I mean wandering into a swamp and getting killed by poisonous chameleon-snails is not really my life's goal, so.

voice

[beholding_archivist]

[ Let's hope he doesn't take that as a challenge.

Though that aside, Jon frowns an unseen frown at the response, but at the same time also nods to himself. At least the guy doesn't seem unwilling to help. That's fine. ]

I'm from Earth, correct. London, to be precise. A London one one version of Earth, that is. There are different versions of it represented here and- I am rather certain mine doesn't have any actual superheroes or mutants ready to safe it.

[ Unfortunately. ]

And I suppose that depends on where your skills lie, Kyle. There is always need for people to help with food resources, for example. Tending to the livestock and the greenhouse, which at this point I am almost certain Tommy runs by himself aside from running the diner to keep people fed.

...at least those of use that consume actual food.

voice

[kyley_b]

[Multiple earths. Okay. That's fine, he can grasp the concept. He thinks vaguely that he's maybe seen evidence of a parallel dimension before.]

Superheroes. Huh. Okay, nope, don't really have those where I'm from. Not real ones, anyway. Guess we're from the boring earth dimension.

Skills. Oh, man. [Wonderful, it's a job interview from hell.] Look, I'll level with you, dude: I'm a university student. My skills right now include being able to stay awake for 24 hours straight and avoiding scurvy. Although I do know a little bit about cows? If there's cows. Or something like cows.

Some people don't eat? Oh. Well. That's handy, more resources for other people.

voice

[beholding_archivist]

Boring Earth dimension... I think I would actually welcome that, but my Earth, while devoid of heroes, unfortunately isn't quite as boring as some believe.

Anyway. Let's replace skills with interests, then. The data points around the city let you know certain things. The agriculture data point may be the one concerning the greenhouse and to a degree livestock. I am... Not sure at the moment if the glownie herd has recovered by now, however. There... Has been an attack. Of huge spiders...

[ And yes, not everyone eats. Robots don't eat. And Jon has his tapes to sustain him. Which he prefers to wasting resources. ]

voice

[kyley_b]

Okay, well, what's the weirdest thing you ever saw back home, then?

Dude, I'm pre-law, my interests are probably equally useless unless we plan on suing the aliens if we get out of here.

Glownies? If those are glowing ponies... wait, giant spiders?!

voice

[beholding_archivist]

[ Jon lets out a short, dry laugh in response to that question. ]

That's- Not an easy choice. Back there I work for the Magnus Institute. In London. Which you may not necessarily be familiar with even if we were from the same version of Earth. Over in America we have a sister organization called the Usher Foundation, which is in Washington, which- I assume if it has the same reputation as our Institute, then it would be known to be dealing with the weird.

Though maybe I should rather ask just how... Unsettling this weird thing is allowed to be...

As for the glownies... Mix a sheep with a pony and make it glow in the dark. They are mostly harmless. The spiders were not. And there may still be some lurking beneath the city, which is not a thought I enjoy.

voice

[kyley_b]

[How unsettling? When someone has to ask, you know it's going to be bad.]

My threshold for unsettling is pretty high, so. Go nuts, dude.

Okay, really not into the thought of huge spiders lurking in the sewer. Glownies sound kinda cute, though.

voice

[beholding_archivist]

Doesn't make the decision any easier, I'm afraid. Sure the Unknowing is a strong contender, but I feel that was more madness, skin and the world attempting to tear itself apart at its seams than weird.

I will disregard any living beings that might be valid answers, but give you a small selection rather than making an inventory list of all of which we have in Artefact Storage: A star made of darkness, a door that is neither a door nor truly there and a coffin that leads towards a place far below existence itself, a place where there is no up and the weight of reality pushes down on you.

voice

[kyley_b]

[The biggest problem with weird shit, Kyle thinks, is that people tend to act like you know what they mean. The Unknowning? That sounds downright sinister, alright, but what the hell is it, exactly?]

...okay, that's all pretty weird, yeah. How the hell do you put a whole star in storage? Creepy Schrödinger's door or whatever, okay, and a coffin alright, but a whole star?

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[kree_soldieress]

Jogging happened every day. Her route of course varied, she needed to be aware of the whole town. This was why, to Kyle's great luck, he was heard. Heard by a very large blue woman. One who peered down over the side and saw the strange young man and frowned.

More than six feet and built like a wall? Yep, she had the strength and confidence to stretch out on the ground for stability and lower her hand to grab his wrist in a vice-like grip.

"I will lift you out. Please do not struggle."

[kyley_b]

Smurfette got jacked and was now saving his ass. On the scale of strange things that had happened to him, - one being mobbed by killer turkeys and ten being the appearance of dread Cthulhu - Kyle supposed it wasn't all that outlandish, but it certainly felt bizarre enough.

"Not struggling," he agreed. No, he just hung on for dear life until he could get his feet some purchase against the side of the hole so he could push upward. So technically he helped. A little. Okay, barely. Mostly yes, a giant blue woman was hauling him out of a hole in the ground and all he could really do was say, "uh, thank you."

[kree_soldieress]

The feet really aren't needed. The woman is lifts him free and clear quite easily, even moving to stand in the process before turning and putting him down.

"It is dangerous to climb without a rope, young human."

[kyley_b]

Kyle is six foot two - he's not used to looking UP at people. So that's a new experience.

"Yeah," Kyle agrees. "It was accidental. I was just kind of looking and the ground gave out. Admittedly it was a dumb idea. Uhm, thanks again. Wow. Uh, you live here? Not the hole. The city."

[kree_soldieress]

Yes, it can be interesting to be well over six and a half feet. And not gangly. Sorry about that.

"Yes, I live here in Temba. The hole would no be a welcome place to live, though. My residence is elsewhere."

[kyley_b]

"Right." This really is a bit disconcerting.

"I uh, just got here. I'm Kyle." Because that's what you do when you meet people, you introduce yourself. Even if the people are possibly aliens.

"You know what humans are. I'm sorry, are you from not earth?"

[kree_soldieress]

Disconcerting? Oh how sad. Lauri-Ell didn't know what to say about that. It's a good thing she didn't know. With his name offered she did what she had seen humans on Earth do before. She extended her hand. Her massive, clearly strong hand.

"I am Lauri-Ell. Yes, I know what humans are, the Kree are very familiar with them. Our Prince-Consort is human. I myself am of the Kree, so no, no of Earth. But it is a pleasant place. You have good flowers there."

[kyley_b]

Well of course he's going to shake it; Sheila Broflovski did not raise her sons to be rude.

"I admit I don't know of the Kree." Thank god it's easy to pronounce. "But I have met aliens before! You're much nicer than they were, though."

Because even if she had to literally lift him out of a hole, she didn't imply he was going through menopause.

"Yeah, the flowers are pretty cool. So, uh, I couldn't help but notice this place is a bit deserted? The glowing ball kind of gave me the rundown, but I wasn't sure where all the people were."

[kree_soldieress]

Ah, the man changes topics very quickly. Must be a human thing. People keep doing that here. But Lauri-Ell can adapt to that if she has to.

“There are not many of us here at the moment, yes. But everything the data point you touched at your arrival was true. The people from this world have left. They are unsafe here. But with how few of us non-Agrii are here, we are rather scattered in some ways. You can try the diner or the bar, people may be there. Or Mister Stark in the forge he set up.”

[kyley_b]

"What about you?" Kyle asks. He clearly intends to stick by her after nearly dying, at least for the moment. "What do you do around here? I mean, it's a dump, but obviously people must be working to feed the population and stuff, right? Unless this is a zombie survival situation where everybody just lives off old canned goods and twinkies."

[kree_soldieress]

Well, if he's going to be nearby, she is happy to steer him toward the diner. Food is a good choice.

"I am a protector of sorts. I attempt to train people in fitness, and provide what protection I can give. I was, after all, a warrior before. The man that runs the diner helps run the greenhouse to make sure food is managed. But the ships also have protein paste dispensers."

[kyley_b]

"Protein paste. Oh boy." Better than nothing, really, but it sure isn't appealing.

Wait, ships?

"Okay, one: a warrior, for serious? Dude. No wonder you're so impressive. And two: what kind of ships?"