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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!

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Hot Summer Time!

Summer has arrived and you know what that means: It's time to head out and spend some time at the beach, lounging on its bluish, almost purple sand, going for a swim or gathering some of the fat, green lobsters just wandering around the beach. They may be tasty, but remember that their pinch is toxic. It won’t kill you but it will definitely have the pinched body part swelling up and itching like a bad wool sweater.

If hunting for food isn't what you came here for, then sunbathing is always an option. Even if the color seems odd, this sand, also, likes to go literally everywhere.

Simply hopping into the water is also rarely a bad idea. This close to the coast there are no harmful creatures in the water, so whether you brought a swim suit, hop in fully clothed or have no care in the world about who might stumble over you naked, Agra 10's ocean is yours to play in.

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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✧ Map ✧ Devices & Network ✧ Data Points ✧ Ships ✧ Flora ✧ Fauna ✧ Supply Requests ✧ Calendar ✧
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"Oh, yeah..." He scrunches his nose as if that just occurred to him. "That is something that happens to people isn't it. Living sequentially. Being busy. Having 'matters'. I had matters once. Didn't like it. No one ever gave it to me again which is probably a good thing.

Of course it could be that time moves differently here and that years on this planet might mean a second on yours. Those matters could still be waiting for you." What a life. He'd toyed with the idea from time to time, settling down, living the days in the proper order, never did get the hang of it even when he was Earthbound. Had just ended up feeling annoyed and restless.

"'Suppose I'll have to get used to it for a bit. One day after another. Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day..."

His visored features reveal nothing of the baffled look he might be giving the Doctor then. "Living sequentially," he echoes. That's an odd way for a human to speak. Unless he's also a Risen, but the way he carries himself, the way he dresses...

Speaking of the possibility of a time difference is an intriguing concept. Felwinter doesn't know how he feels about that. On the one hand, if this place really is somewhere else entirely separate from the Sol System, then perhaps they'd finally be free. But those people at the foot of his mountain...

Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow...

He's known so many tomorrows, and all the yesterdays blurred into one until not too long ago, and even the not too long agos are months.

"...Macbeth," he says quietly, recognizing the quote and letting it surface in his mind. He must have read Shakespeare once. But even that is a farther long ago that it wasn't the lifetime he knows now.

"Yeah!" A grin. "Great man. Not MacBeth. Will. Between you and me MacBeth was a little bit of a tosser." A sigh. "Oh well. Come on let's see what we can find. By the way, where are you from? What do you like to get up to? You wouldn't know where to get a flux capacitor would you?"

How strange, speaking of the playwright as though he's known him personally. Then again, the man has behaved rather unusually since Felwinter had first come upon him. And now it seems that he's being invited to explore.

"Earth," he replies, wondering that it shouldn't be obvious. He's unsure about what the man means by the second question, as told by that inquisitive tilt of his head again, which follows with puzzled silence upon the question that comes next. And still the last is easier to answer than the second.

"...no. What are you a doctor of?"

"Earth." He speaks enunciating the 'th' before making a face. Hands still in his pockets he starts out along the shore. "Can never escape that. No matter what I always end up back there. Not so sure this isn't Earth. What part of Earth?"

At the question, he smiles a bit.

"What've you got?"

Felwinter follows after a moment. With nowhere else to go, really, he figures he may as well. At least no warsats have fallen from the sky, and no attack frames ambushing him, not that there was any lack for places to do so.

"Old Russia," he says, head lifting slightly. "You are not from Earth?"

The follow-up to his doctor question prompts him to give the Doctor a blank look.

"Old Russia. Well that means something. Not sure what. What year? And nah. Nowhere near. Not even human, me. I'm a spaceman. A starman! From up there in the void. Somewhere far away." And no longer there. A void where so much life used to be.

He wasn't going to think on it.

"That's difficult to say. Long after the Collapse. I cannot say when that was."

Not human... But he looks and acts very much like...well, no. Felwinter supposes he doesn't have a good baseline for what humans would act like. His interactions have been with few, and they were world-worn, struggling in a harsh world to survive. He does perk a little at mention of the void, but he realizes it's probably not specifically the void he knows.

"What are you then?" Maybe this is something rude to ask, but Felwinter's tone is curious. If you want to know something then you ask it, do you not?

"Me either." Kind of pointless to ask which one, really. He could guess if he had enough time and twenty questions, but really it wasn't a subject he wanted to chase.

"Nothing you've heard of." And nothing he wanted to dwell on. "You?"

It's difficult giving someone a point of reference when they're coming outside of anything you have to refer to. It's also a reminder that there is more beyond the world he knows, maybe a place to finally be free.

The response from the Doctor feels like he's dodging the question, but Felwinter knows what it's like to want to keep secrets. "Likely the same," he says in turn, figuring it's only fair before clarifying, "-not something you've heard of." Telling enough in itself, perhaps, but if a man can look like a human and not be from Earth, then why not someone from Earth be not quite human?

"Try me, I've heard of a lot of species." He might not know, but curiosity drives him. He stops to pick up a shell, observing it as he wakes. "Are you a Earth native or a visitor from elsewhere?"

"From Earth," Felwinter replies, and it's not a lie. He doesn't see much point in keeping what he is a secret, at least in form. "I'm an Exo," he continues, watching the Doctor carefully.

"Exo..." He repeats it. "Not sure I'm familiar with the term. At least in this context." It could mean anything, though not always a great thing judging by the look he was getting. He can feel himself being judged but there's nothing to do but ignore it.

It's mainly paranoia on Felwinter's part. Exos aren't numerous on Earth but common enough that they're not that unusual a sight. But those Exos had once been humans.

Eventually he breaks away his gaze, giving a small headshake as he shrugs. "Exos are robotic beings, I suppose would be the easiest way to explain it."

"Nothing wrong with that." He shrugs. "Do you like bananas? I think I've got a spare somewhere. I always carry a little extra protein around just in case I need it. Or, I know!" He reaches deep in his pocket and pulls out a crumpled paper bag.

"Care for a jelly baby?"

"I didn't think so."

Except that Clovis Bray's reasons for creating Exos, if not his methods, might be considered unethical. The things humans did to achieve immortality.

"I...no. I've never..." He knows of bananas. But he's had no need to eat. And then when the Doctor offers a gelatinous child the Risen altogether stops and stares. "A what?"

"Jelly baby. It's a sweet. Try one." He flicks a green one at Felwinter and then shakes a few into his mouth straight from the bag. "Delifiouf."

He catches it purely out of reflex, peering at it in such a way as he holds it between thumb and forefinger that it isn't too difficult to imagine him squinting behind that helmet. He gives it an experimental squish.

"...I don't eat," he says, almost hesitant in that he might disappoint. He doesn't have a need to eat and has never had much of a desire to try, despite hearing that some Exos do indulge, habits that have clung to them from their human lives.

"No? How do you refuel? Sunlight? Liquid intake? Radiation? I met someone that lived exclusively off Salt and Vinegar Flavored Delta Crystals which are near impossible to find and you never want to cross them hangry." He tossed another jelly baby into his mouth and chewed thoughtfully.

The warlord shakes his head. "I don't know," he admits. "Self-sustaining, somehow. Exo technology has been long lost; I could not tell you how I even function."

He finds himself a little fascinated that the Doctor seems to be so thoroughly enjoying his snack. He hasn't watched many humans eat before.

"Well that's not good." He frowns. "What if you get ill? Malfunction? What then? Whose going to be around to help you? Everyone should have a good idea of how they work, at least the basics."

And now he's mad with curiosity, but he is not about to circle him like a scientist in a shark tank to figure out what Fellwinter's about.

"I do not 'get ill.' Depending on the damage, my Ghost can repair me."

Not that he doesn't think that the Doctor makes a good point, but he's survived this long, and mostly due to his Ghost's presence.

"Is your ghost here with you now?" Having no context it was hard to tell. He also thought of the idea of Ghost in the Machine and wondered if it was something similar. Though that, at least, referred to a machine developing sapience, a soul, and the exo seemed like he had one already.

Felwinter hesitates, but then nods at some unheard correspondence before holding a hand up before him. The Ghost unfolds in the air in a shimmer of light, a silver, starlike drone with a glowing blue core that immediately shifts to take the Doctor in.

"This is Felspring," the warlord introduces.

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THANKS for eating that notif, DW

no worries

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