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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!

Thread ideas:

- Explore the city! There's a map here 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. The hotel seems to be the most crowded, but you might want into what appears to be an abandoned storefront and find someone else scavenging or even sleeping.

- There are spaceships! That's right, there are currently several small spaceships grounded in the hangar. They appear to have power, but only one ship will let you enter. (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 it might be worth poking around the one that will...

- Is that a chill in the air? It seems to be getting just a little colder, day by day... or maybe it's your imagination? But just in case it's not, you might want to thinking about prepping for what could be winter. Does that mean gathering plants to dry for food? Stockpiling water, or trying to get the power to stay steady in the buildings so you won't freeze (does it even get down to freezing, here - who knows!)? It's up to you!

- Can you hear me now? 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.

- 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...

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Huh. So... not entirely like an Earth wolf, it turns out - not that Bucky's met any up close, but he doesn't think they look intelligent like that.

Once Bucky realizes he's caught out, he freezes, going completely still - but that doesn't mean he isn't tensed to turn and run or climb a tree or fight back or something, depending on what the creature does. Still, he's gotta say, he was not expecting it to... bring him something to eat?

Bucky stays tensed for a long, long moment. His eyes search the wolf's face, almost like he's looking for that intelligence, trying to read it, trying to make sure that if he reaches his hand out to take that stick, it's not gonna get bitten off. He's not like his counterpart, after all - both of his hands are definitely flesh and bone.

But the wolf is still holding out the stick. And Bucky, very carefully, very slowly, reaches out, wrapping his fingers around it.

"Thanks?" he says, quietly, like he doesn't want to startle the thing into biting him.

It's a skewer. More accurately, it's a green twig, relatively straight, with the bark peeled off. It's been sharpened and poked through a fish, such as that the fish could be propped by the fire and left to roast. It isn't a large catch, but it's well-toasted and crispy on the outsides, smelling delicious. The wolf huffs again and turns away, back to the fire, stopping to turn back only once as if to check if Bucky were following.

Well? You are expected, sir.

The fish does smell goddamn delicious... and Bucky studies the skewer, because it doesn't really seem like something a wolf could have made, which maybe means... it's a tame wolf? Maybe it's got an owner around here somewhere?

Bucky isn't exactly sure said owner would appreciate a stranger eating his food, so he holds off just for a second (even though the thing smells good, and he's pretty much always hungry - that horrible protein gel sure doesn't satisfy the same way real food does) and follows the wolf back toward the fire. Because it's clear that's what the wolf wants him to do.

"We waitin' for somebody?" he finds himself asking, like the thing can answer him.

It's a good cookfire, banked low and surrounded by stones, but with enough fuel to last for some hours. When Bucky joins him, the wolf looks up and back, waiting until Bucky returns the look. Then, very clearly communicating an intent, he sits, every bit as much to say, and now, you sit too.

Wag, wag, wag, and thump, thump, thump, goes the tail. Come on, pal. Make yourself comfortable. You know you want to. The Wolf whines, the only answer it can give to his question. Is that a yes? Maybe. Is that a no? Also maybe.

Bucky's no great outdoorsman, but he did spend most of the war outside, and he's learned a thing or two about what a good fire should look like. And this is it. His brows rise a little - and damn, that smell from the cooked fish wafts up again, and it smells so good - and his gaze follows the wolf as he sits down... and appears to invite Bucky to sit, too.

He stands there for a moment, but - well. What the hell. He's probably seen and done weirder.

So he sits next to the campfire, though he admittedly gives the wolf a bit of space. Just in case. He brings the fish up, takes another inhale, and... well. What the hell again, right? He's hungry, and the wolf brought it to him. If he's gotta explain to this guy's owner, he'll try. It might be damning him to getting off on the wrong foot with somebody, but he'll do his best to make it right.

And in the meantime, he takes a bite - a perfect bite, all crunchy and smoky and, "Did you cook this yourself?" he jokes softly to the wolf, chewing. "You've got some skill, pal."

The wolf only smiles a doggy smile for him, and offers another wag of encouragement. He waits until Bucky is several bites into his meal before leaving. It's as simple as that; trotting off into the night, without preamble nor alarum. And that, for at least a long few minutes, seems to be that.

It's not too windy a night, just a light breeze, but still it's fair bid to be chilly. Nothing to wolf fur, of course, but...

...Someone's coming.

Whoever they are, they're quiet enough, but making no effort at sneaking. How one would sneak while wearing chainmail under his tunic is another question left unanswered, but between the boots, the weight of his pack, and the jingle of metal, Link is no soft-footed wolf. Not at the moment.

He comes into the light, regards Bucky with unsurprised eyes, and then takes his own seat across the fire from him. Hope you don't mind the elf ears or the sword, because neither are coming off.

Bucky notices when the wolf trots off - but what can he do? "Hey!" he calls, but that's about as far as he gets; he's not stupid enough to think he could chase down a wolf, and it's not like he could convince the thing to come back, even if he could. Obviously the creature is intelligent, with a mind of his own.

So, Bucky's left sitting there with a half-eaten fish... until he hears someone coming.

Between Bucky's superhuman hearing and the fact that the person approaching isn't trying to hide their movements, he notices. He carefully sets the stick down on the log he's sitting on, propped to keep the rest of his fish off the ground, and he's about to get up slowly, reaching behind him for the shield on his back, when a person - a person with pointy ears and a sword - sits across from him.

Bucky stays where he is, rather than getting up, studying the guy from across the flames. He's seen people who look stranger, of course, so that's not quite a problem. And while he doesn't seem angry, Bucky ends up saying, "I think your wolf gave me one of your fish?"

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