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WINTER 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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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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"Food, I can help with," Starling offers. "My name's Clarice Starling, I've only been here a couple of weeks, but what I'm good for is yours... only if you like, mind. I know just as well how to stay out of the way."

With the way the young mother said 'we can manage', Starling recognized the special kind of pride that comes from surviving hardship, the same sort of pride her own parents had handed on to her. She respected it, and didn't want to overstep her bounds.

"I would appreciate the help," Sansa says, assuring the other woman of that. She's not going to deny help when offered, especially when this place often throws things at her she's unfamiliar with.

"So thank you very much, Clarice, for anything you can do. He'll settle. I've been...well, not here, but to a place like this before and it's not my home so I'm sure I'll find my feet in a little bit."

Now, there's a conversational thread she's yet to have encountered since her own arrival. The proverbial hairs on the back of her neck stand up, and she catches herself holding her breath.

"Forgive me if I heard you wrong, but -" She licks her lips, subtle and swift. "You've ... been brought somewhere unexpectedly, in this same manner? But not by the Agri?"

"Both by the Agrii and someone else before them," Sansa clarifies. "I've been with this group before. The members might have changed but I know of Agra 10. I used to live there."

She'd been happy there, actually, with a family of her own making and a life where she got to choose everything that happened to her, good or bad. It had been a happy time in her life.

"I went back to my own lands for a while before showing up today."

"That's incredible." She had so many questions, but ... it wasn't the best time. The young mother was clearly just as discombobulated as she had been, even if it wasn't her first rude arrival.

"Would you like me to show you to the hotel where we're all staying? You can get off your feet and maybe we can find some food for your lil' one." She leaned in just a little, not too much to scare, and smiled at him softly.

"That would be wonderful, actually," Sansa says, smiling in relief. It would be a break from the constant noise of this planet, at the least, and she thinks James might settle if he were in a more stable, quiet place.

"I'm grateful for your help. I've helped so many people adjust to our group before - it seems strange to have someone help me adjust for once. I do appreciate it, though, because I would be lost otherwise."

"That just means it's karma coming back to you." She smiles and starts leading the way toward the hotel, walking slowly in case she's tired or having a difficult time carrying a fussing boy.

"What's your name?"

"Sansa. It's Sansa Stark," she says, shifting James around. "My son is James, though he's not being his usual happy self today. It's been a little too much activity, I do believe."

It's almost a little too much activity for her and she's been to space before.

"It's a lot of activity for anyone, James," she coos softly, without pitching into that falsetto baby register that so many people tended toward. Reaching out, she gently brushed some of his tears away from his cheek with a curled knuckle. "It's okay. Mama's not gonna leave you and I'm gonna help Mama."

She looked back up at Sansa with a reassuring smile. "It's not far to the hotel, just a few blocks. And they've got an elevator. Good room service, too. We could have them send up some food for us, and some warm milk for James. It's blue, here, but it tastes just about the same."

"Blue milk is better than no milk," Sansa says, laughing softly. "And quite honestly, I expect nothing less after having been in space before. There were glownies on Agra - did you see those? Glowing sheep almost? When you spun their wool, it still glowed."

Sansa wishes she still had some of the things she'd made from it.

"So there's nothing I think is too weird in this life."

"They were one of the few things I did see," she said with a soft laugh. "I spent some time on a sheep and horse ranch as a child, so seeing them felt like a bit of a sign that I'd be okay, strange as that might sound."

"We had animals at Winterfell," Sansa agrees. "Though I didn't learn how to tend animals until I came to Agra. Queens aren't normally out in the pens with sheep and pigs. I guess if I get sent back again I ought to surprise everyone with my newfound knowledge."

"You were a queen? Goddamn," she smiles as they approach the hotel doors. The valet recognizes her and nods in greeting, pulling the door open for her and Sansa. "I hope the title came with some clout to it. You seem like a woman who knows which way the wind blows."

It was in the way she carried herself, Starling decided. A certain sort of age in the eyes that she recognized from the mirror: wisdom gained the hard way.

"Queen of the entire North and all its houses," Sansa confirms. "A heavy title, to be certain, but it is my birthright. I have a responsibility there that I don't have here and admittedly, I like being free of it for a while. I like being just me."

Sansa is grateful they've made it to the hotel because James is still fussy and she thinks a change and a nap will do him a world of good. "Thank you again for helping me. You didn't have to."

"Must be a lot of houses to look over," she agrees. Thankfully the elevator is near the door, and it's only a few floors up to the wing the Agrii had reserved for them. "And don't mention it, please. I'm happy to help. I can't do too much yet in the way of things like some of the folks who've been here longer, so ... being able to help is good."

If she hadn't already been here a week or so, Starling would be surprised to see that there is another plaque hanging on a door which says 'Reserved - Temba' which was not there this morning. But speaking to so many of the other He Rows has taught her that things change quickly and unexpectedly, here. She tries her key in the lock and is pleased when it works.

"Looks like this is your royal quarters, now," she says with a wink.

"Royal quarters indeed. I'll be happy to take anything I can get at this point just to get this boy inside and happy again."

When one is a mother, one's priorities suddenly shift depending on the mood of one's child and James is not happy.

"I don't know how I'll repay you."

"That's an easy one, you don't have to." She moved into the bathroom to wash her hands, speaking just over the rush of water and swish of soap. "I'll go down and flag room service to bring us something, give you a minute alone to settle him."

"I'll have to repay you," Sansa insists. "I won't let a good deed go without some sort of repayment. I have had too much ill will toward me in life to let someone good go without reward."

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