SPRING TEST DRIVE MEME

[trpmods]

SPRING 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:

Temba Spring Time!

Spring has reached Temba, which means the flowers and plants are blooming not only in the greenhouse. Though it remains a safe enough place to observe and cultivate them, many of them are sprouting freshly through the cracks in what remains of the city's infrastructure.

But the plants aren't the only ones waking up with the warmer temperatures. Temba's wildlife is no exception. Most of the smaller critters can be seen more commonly around the city and should your steps take your near the old library building, you may even encounter half a dozen or more young mothkittens learning to fly, warming their wings up in the sun or napping at the side of the building. Just beware that these little fiends love everything that glitters and will try to claim it for themselves.

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!

 

---

✧ Premise ✧ FAQ ✧ Rules ✧ Test Drive ✧ Taken ✧ Reserves ✧ Application ✧
✧ Map ✧ Devices & Network ✧ Data Points ✧ Ships ✧ Flora ✧ Fauna ✧ Supply Requests ✧
✧ Player Plot Suggestion ✧ Player Contacts ✧ Player Permission Code ✧ Hiatus ✧ Drop ✧

code bases by tricklet

Comments

[noch]

"You did not enjoy fighting them?" Now it's definitely a little more obvious she's teasing him by the way she raises her eyebrows. And yes, she's well aware that she sicced the Nightbrothers on him in the first place, and yes, it's part of the joke to her.

Since it seems like they've completed their mission with the mothkittens, she turns a little to consider the library building, not that she knows what that is, closing her eyes briefly as the breeze picks up her hair.

"Where would be the best place to... sleep?" she asks, leaning on his familiarity with this place. It might actually be nice to not have to sleep on the Mantis, for a change.

[out_of_order]

Part of Cal still finds it strange to be joking at all with the Nightsister. He frowns in a deprecating way, but it's spoiled for the laugh that bubbles up at Merrin's exaggerated expression. He coughs, giving up on trying to school a more serious look into place. "I enjoy not being attacked if it can be helped," he grins.

Following her gaze towards the library itself, he then turns to reassess their position so he can better answer her question. "There's an old hotel across from the fountain in the main square," he says, pointing out the direction. "It has rooms that have been fixed up for people to use. With actual beds," he feels the need to add, despite the fact that his own sleeping situation hasn't varied much from the hard palet aboard the Mantis.

"Most of the places around here are unclaimed, if in need of some fixing up. But some are better than others. Some of the residential areas aren't in too bad shape."

[noch]

His laugh finally breaks her straight face, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth before she turns her head away to hide it.

"You may be alone in that on Dathomir," she informs him. The wildlife, certainly. The Nightbrothers are definitely always eager for a good fight, and her sisters... she remembers how they reveled in power and strength and magick, even if they never fought amongst each other. Merrin herself... she might agree, if only because she's learned that power and strength isn't all there is.

She moves to follow the direction he's pointing to, squinting a little into the distance. "Ho...tel?" That's a new word for her. "This is where you stay?"

[out_of_order]

That's what ultimately keeps him from being drawn to Maricos. Jedi never seek power. While Cal could say he does enjoy a challenge, he's pretty sure his interests wouldn't match up with the Nightbrothers. He's only had specific interactions with the various residents of Dathomir but it's enough that he's inclined to believe Merrin, not that he wouldn't really doubt her opinion on the matter given she's lived there her whole life.

"I can walk you there if you like," he offers. "Me? I stayed there for a while when I was still finding my footing around here. Since then I've put together a salvage and workshop of sorts, so I usually just stay there."

[noch]

"I would like that," she says, direct as always.

His answer doesn't surprise her, really—rather, it shouldn't surprise her, since he did tell her that he's been here for a year. But... still... maybe it hadn't quite sunk in to her yet just how long a year is. Enough for him to settle in, it seems. Build a workshop. A life.

It's a strange realization, considering she just saw him minutes before she arrived. They went their separate ways without her ever knowing.

"A workshop. You fix things?" He'd mentioned the planet he lived on before—Bracca—but she doesn't actually know what he did there. She can't make the connection.

[out_of_order]

For Cal, it's more been a desire to be useful somehow. Salvaging is something he's more or less been used to, and in a place abandoned as Temba is, it certainly gave him something to do, and keeping busy had been a thing he'd desperately needed. When he'd arrived on Temba he'd had no Jedi to pep-talk him into keeping focused, to go and rebuild the lightsaber that had been damaged when he faced the shadow of his master. He hadn't even arrived with that, the loss no more reassuring than the sudden realization that he was transported to a completely unknown place by equally unknown methods.

It's taken a good part of that year, and not without its ups and downs, the threat of a relapse into the hopelessness he'd started with, but in that strange, roundabout way he's managed to meet Merrin at roughly the same point in confidence as he did when he had met her for a second time in Dathomir, back in her own timeline.

"Yeah, I tinker with stuff here and there," he confirms with a nod. "Mostly I look for things that might at least be useful for parts. I help maintain the ships we have since there's only a couple engineers. They're not nearly as big as the starships I've worked on, but at the same time they're practically a different language so far as construction and wiring goes.

"Same for a lot of the technology here. There's no understanding it completely without touching one of the specific datapoints- there's several that specialize in different sorts of knowledge for skills aside from engineering. Like...you need one to know how to actually pilot the ships. But you can't use both datapoints."

[noch]

She shoots him a look and then starts walking towards the hotel he'd pointed to earlier, trusting that he'll lead the way. Maybe once she gets used to the lay of this place, she'll just be able to use her magick to teleport instead of having to walk everywhere. It was easy on Dathomir, of course, because she knew every nook and cranny of her home planet. Here, she'll have to start over.

"I would like to see your workshop," she says. Not now, but maybe later. What can she say? Her curiosity is piqued.

"Data...points?" Another new word. She pauses, her expression thoughtful. "So I could use this to learn how to pilot a ship."

[out_of_order]

Quick to follow up on that, Cal falls in step alongside her, sparing a last glance at the pile of sleeping winged furballs, confident they'd be all right. Countess couldn't have been all that far.

It's a good walk anywhere, but Cal's been used to having to rely on his feet to go most places so it hasn't bothered him too much. Although he'd imagine being able to teleport everywhere is really quite handy.

"Sure. It's kind of a mess- the Agrii don't give us much warning sometimes when they decide to send us off somewhere so I kind of left in the middle of sorting things," he admits. Counters strewn with parts from things he's not even completely sure of what purpose they might have served, although as he gets into the guts of things it starts to make more sense. He accounts most of that towards the information he'd gotten from the datapoint.

"You could, yeah!" Cal says with a laugh. "I think we've been short on pilots too. The datapoints, they're like these spheres that are set up in certain areas. There's one in the main square that touches on what happened here and why the Agrii need help. It's a little unsettling how they work though." BD-1's offered comment gets a nod from him. "Yeah, it's kind of like uploading information directly into your head."

[noch]

For whatever reason, it's hard for her to picture Cal leaving anything a mess, but the idea just makes her more curious to see his workshop. Idly, she wonders if it's anything like his little space in the back of the Mantis.

She nods, absorbing the information about the datapoints. She'll definitely have to look around for them, it sounds like. Check them out. Though she's not sure how she feels about... uploading information directly into her head. Generally speaking, she doesn't want anything or anyone in her head.

"Yes, I saw it." The thing—well, now she know it's a datapoint—in the main square. "But I did not approach it." Call her paranoid, maybe, but she doesn't just go around touching random, suspicious objects.

"I will consider it," she continues, just the barest of smiles quirking one corner of her mouth. "I wish to learn, but I did not think our small captain would risk his ship to show me." Greez was, after all, skittish enough just having her aboard his precious ship.

[out_of_order]

"I didn't mean to either," Cal says, thinking back to that confusing day when he'd first found himself in the ruined city. "But there's something about it that...kind of draws you to touch it. I can't even remember doing so until it hit me with all this information. Even then, I'm not sure how much of it is accurate. By that datapoint, this place has been abandoned for hundreds of years, but...it's not in that bad shape..."

That's not to mention the other hints of information he's found, the echoes he's picked up here and there. The pieces to this puzzle are so scattered and make little sense for what they've found so far.

A fond smile touches his lips at the mention of the Mantis's captain. "I wouldn't be surprised, especially given how he reacted when I tried helping out once," he chuckles. "Greez is very protective of his ship."

[noch]

Hundreds of years... Merrin hasn't been able to explore too much of this place, but she would agree that, based on what she's seen, it isn't really in that bad of shape. And she knows all about abandoned places and decay.

"Yes, so I noticed," she says, her tone bone dry. Greez always seemed to talk about the Mantis like it was his child. In fact... it was all he ever seemed to talk about. Besides maybe food, his grandmother, and his vehemence to never, ever leave the ship. She shakes her head fondly.

Suddenly, a thought occurs to her. "The datapoints. Do they work like your..." She pauses, recalling the words he used when he explained his rare power to her, and then continues haltingly, as if she's still getting used to saying it. "Echoes in the Force?"

[out_of_order]

Cal finds himself missing the Mantis crew, despite the somewhat strained relationship with Cere that he'd left off with. In retrospect he supposes he wasn't very fair reacting as he had, not when he also had things he chose not to speak of. Trilla had gotten to him even when he hadn't thought she would. It's hard to see how things would pan out, especially being broken away from it so unnaturally like this, but in a strange light Merrin's offered a glimpse of his own path forward.

"...did he ever realize there's a bogling hiding around the ship?" he asks before gesturing as they near the fountain. "See those buildings right across? The bigger one's the hotel."

He glances at Merrin as she brings up his ability to sense echoes. "Kind of? It's more detached though, since it's information, understanding of things and not...memories from someone of something that's happened." Slowing by the fountain, he nods towards the datapoint that seems to hover near it. "This one holds an overview of this place and what happened here."

[noch]

She turns her head to look at the buildings he'd indicated, mentally taking note of the hotel. Already, she's starting to build a little map of the area in her mind, though it's still a little shaky, probably because she's... things are overwhelming, right now.

Mention of the bogling makes one end of her mouth quirk up in a wry smile. "No, though I think he grows suspicious." Needless to say, Merrin won't be telling Greez. That's a surprise for him to find.

Then she nods, absorbing the information. Mostly, she'd been curious to know if the feeling was at all similar—ever since he told her of his ability, she'd wondered what it felt like, to experience memories that weren't your own. The past could be... painful. Did it affect him? At least she has some anchor now.

"I see. I had wondered." Her mouth is open to say more, to voice her thoughts, but she closes it again, leaving the period where it is. She feels like she's said enough, referenced enough conversations he doesn't remember.

[out_of_order]

It's an understandable feeling. Cal had been just as overwhelmed, and he'd only forced himself to try and get a grasp of whatever sort of situation he'd landed in because the alternative was to slip back into the pain and uncertainty of feeling like a failure. True, he'd used this sudden detour as a distraction, but he's also learned things as he regained his mental footing.

The secret of the bogling gains a shared smile from the padawan then. He isn't really sure how he'd break it to Greez anyway. Letting the Latero find out for himself seems the best course. At least the bogling hasn't seemed to make a mess of the ship so far as Cal's been aware.

It's strange talking about things with someone that you know you'd (at least in your current perspective) never spoken about. At the same time he hasn't exactly kept that unique ability of his too much of a secret to those he's come to know, so he's not too bothered by it, nor surprised Merrin's come to be familiar with it.

"Most of the time it's just fleeting glimpses of things. A lot of the memories that linger with an object are linked by strong emotions. Around here, most of the echoes I've found are steeped in feelings of hopelessness, or confusion." He still isn't sure what to make of those, especially with the disjointed timeframes.

i feel like i'm super awkward at fading out but whatever!!

[noch]

Knowing what little she does of the Agrii, why they brought her and so many others here, and feeling what she has of this planet... it doesn't surprise her to hear that the memories feel that way. She nods, thinking about their conversation about his echoes, and how he'd said that maybe it was a good thing she didn't experience the past as he did.

The past holds much pain for the both of us, she'd said. In reality, it holds much pain for many people, including the ones who lived here. She's not sure how she would feel about experiencing someone else's hopelessness or confusion.

"I understand more now. Your echoes," she adds thoughtfully, privately agreeing that maybe it is a good thing. Briskly, she turns towards the hotel he'd pointed to earlier, and commands, "Come. Show me this place."

And they explored the hotel, and on and on.