Summer Test Drive Meme

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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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Comments

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[l1130]

He barely has a second to think that the scuffing sound was deliberate before the wind is driven out of him by a petite, mean, well-placed boot, and his poor beleaguered spine takes yet another hit.

Even with Natasha's forearm threatening to flatten his Adam's apple, he croaks out a laugh. It's funny: of course it's funny. He's come so far, and here she is, thinking he's the pitiful, manipulated ball of rage she last saw atop Avengers Tower. Watching her see what he's become is going to be amusing.

"I'm not sure blonde hair suits you. Good choice, growing it out."

[ms_unknown]

Of course the son of a bitch is laughing. She puts a little more weight against his throat, her cold eyes locked on his. There's a height difference, certainly, but she's long since learned how to keep that from being a hindrance.

"Not a choice. You didn't answer my question. And what's with the suit? Trying to blend in?"

[l1130]

Loki gurgles a bit, rolls his eyes, then raises his eyebrows at her, annoyed.

He can't speak if she's crushing his windpipe. Does she want to strangle him, or does she want her answers? She can't have both. She's so clever, he thought she would have known that.

[ms_unknown]

Awww is the poor God not strong enough to handle one arm on his throat. Wow, he's weaker than she realized. Did Cap really have that much trouble with him?

She lets up just a smidge, but she's keeping an eye on him.

[l1130]

Consider it less weakness and more an unwillingness to fight back. He knows she has her reasons to want to hurt him, to not trust him, and he won't begrudge her them in the least.

"No, I arrived like this." He thinks a bit more about her hair, about what she's wearing. He hadn't seen any of that in his reel. So she's from after his death.

"How is my brother?"

There's no mockery in his tone, no malice: instead, genuine concern.

[ms_unknown]

Why isn't he resisting? This is strange... but not enough to get her to let him go.

"Fat and depressed." She says simply, watching his face. "When are you from?"

[l1130]

Shock and grief crumple his expression, and he makes no move to hide it. Thor grieved him so thoroughly? He never would have imagined ... a sinkhole opens in his chest, stealing his breath, and he actually pitches forward a little against her arm, as though he wants to slump over. He swallows, trying to shutter his pain enough to be able to answer her. It takes a long, long moment that feels like eternity. He's vulnerable before her in this instant, and he knows she could crush him. But ... he knows two more things just as well: if she did, he'd deserve it, and Mobius told him he made them all better. Maybe that means Romanov really is trying to keep more red out of her ledger. He licks his lips. Buttons it up. Takes a deep breath.

"I want to explain, but depending on how you would answer that question, you may not believe me. ... I've been told you use an Infinity Stone to move through time as part of fighting Thanos. When you did that ... Tony Stark comes back to the point when you captured me. Unfortunately for you, Banner -" a little amused roll of his eyes - "has a little temper tantrum over having to take the stairs. In the chaos, the Tesseract was knocked free from its bonds, and I, being the opportunist I am, took it and used it to attempt an escape. ... And this is where it actually starts to get complicated. I'll pause for questions, curses, and accusations."

[ms_unknown]

Well, now. That's an unexpected reaction. Of course, she'd been as blunt as she was just so she could see how he'd react.

Her brow furrows slightly as she watches him. He's a liar, to be sure, but something about this feels genuine. He's different, somehow. He knows about their time travel, but he died 5 years before that happened. That would be an outrageous lie even for him.

Deciding to take a chance, she releases him and takes a step back. "Go on."

[l1130]

"Mm. Thank you." He smooths out his shirt and rolls his shoulders, getting comfortable. Best to do it now before she quite likely suspects him of blowing smoke and goes at him again.

"I landed in a desert somewhere, and was scarcely there long enough to try and address some nomads before a portal opened and a group of soldiers stepped out and apprehended me." He rolled his eyes a little. She didn't need to know about how thoroughly B15 had humiliated him. "It turns out, there is a Time Variance Agency who make sure everything goes as planned o something they call a Sacred Timeline. I had done something I wasn't meant to, and committee a crime in their eyes. They were going to 'prune me': a fine euphemism to keep their consciences clear... but one of their analysts said they had a better idea and recruited me into their employ."

He gestured down his front to the logo on his breast, turning so she could see the word VARIANT on his back like a brand.

[ms_unknown]

She's silent for a long moment as she listens and processes what he's saying. In another life she'd had said that sounded too fantastical and ridiculous... but she'd seen fantastical and ridiculous.

Finally, she shakes her head a little, "If that's true, why didn't they stop us?"