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The Revival Project Mods ([personal profile] trpmods) wrote in [community profile] revivalprojectooc2019-07-10 09:02 pm
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Opening Test Drive Meme


TEST DRIVE
Application FAQ | Taken Characters | Reserves | Application


Welcome to the first Test Drive for The Revival Project!

For those who do not know, this game is a spin-off from The Drift Fleet game, which is shortly closing. For more information about what this game is about, please check out the FAQ here or the premise here.

The TDM for the first round of applications is NOT required but is highly recommended. Really this is to see the interest level in the game as well as to have everyone interact on the new planet and with the new experiences offered here. There will be a post in the TDM where questions can be asked regarding the prompts/settings. We're keeping this loose though so go ahead and have fun with it. Any questions about the game please direct to the comment section of the FAQ. 

If you are a Drift Fleet alumni, please label your character as 'DFAU' on your top level so we know. 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! The only option not allowed is to completely restart your character (because then it's not DFAU, is it?) 

So go! Explore Agra 10! And, as always, HAVE FUN! 

*ATTENTION! RESERVES ARE NOW OPEN!*
*ATTENTION! APPLICATIONS ARE NOW OPEN!*
*GAME OPENS AUGUST 19th!*


WHALE COMB PARTY


In the square near your arrival point, one building seems to be in fairly good repair. It’s large and stark white on every wall. Unlike the other buildings, all the lights are on and the windows looking out are intact. That alone would make it remarkable but it’s hardly the most noticeable thing once you step inside the open doorway.

Hanging against one wall is a piece of fabric that has ‘WHALE COMB!’ painted on it in drippy, fluorescent pink letters. A smiley is painted underneath it right on the wall with three eyes and long fangs. The fangs drip down all the way to the floor and the eyes are just a blob of paint, but whoever left it seems to have been trying, here. ‘US THANK THEY!’ is written beside it, barely legible. On every other wall is ‘EAT’ in various sizes and colors. They thankfully don’t drip as much as the smiley since, beneath them, are tables upon tables of food.

There are meats, fruits, root vegetables, and even what might be a sweet dessert of some sort as well. Bowls are full of them, apparently a welcome dinner for the Agrii’s new heroes. At the very least it will give everyone a quick crash course on what is edible around here. But some of it might have … adverse effects:

- People chomping down on the striped meat all seem to get very drowsy a few minutes later.
- The red fruit that looks like a giant cherry is the equivalent of a few shots - the more consumed, the more drunken this party is getting.
- There is a bowl of weeds that have small, daisy-like flowers all along the stalks. This tastes like chicken and gives the eater a sudden burst of energy that will have them running around the room like they’re being chased.
-There are a collection of drinks, some made from the red fruit, some that are clearly water, some that taste like a less-sweet lemonade with no effects, and then there's a blue one that tastes like an especially dark beer. People drinking this will find themselves incapable of lying for a half hour.

Of course, no way to know any of this before you chow down. So dig in and enjoy the show!

 

LOST AND ALONE


They said don’t go into the forest. If the noises there weren’t deterrent enough then the thick trees and lack of paths should have been. Yes, you’ll need food. Yes, both meat and many fruits are in the forest. But maybe you should have gotten some more information before heading in.

Congratulations: you went into the forest and are now lost. You can’t hear the murmurings from town, nor can you see any of the lights that might be flickering on and off in the city. How are you going to get back into town? How do you make sure that the creatures here don’t attack you? You probably don’t have any weapons, so you’d better figure something out quick.

Or, maybe you’ll get lucky and run into another foolish person wandering around out here. Try not to attack them - unless they attack first.

 

MILES TO GO


The first thing every survivor needs to find is shelter. Not long after your arrival at the fountain, it’s getting darker now and, even if the night is short (you’re about to find out it’s not!), you don’t want to spend your first one out on an unfamiliar street. Distantly you can hear a sound like a wolf howling through an elephant’s trunk. It’s loud and alien. Maybe you want to find somewhere to sleep a little more quickly.

Right away there are two pretty solid options that will do nicely for the night: an abandoned hotel-like structure and some empty stores.

The hotel structure seems to be the most popular option for others. Its large, overgrown lobby leads you to the staircase and over a dozen floors of rooms in varying conditions. Despite it looking as though no one has set foot in here for decades, the stairs and floors all are secure. The rooms that have doors on them open up to dusty rooms that all have a bathroom (of sorts) attached and long, narrow bed frames. Figuring out a mattress will be a challenge but at least this is a safe place to sleep. As long as no animals laid claim to this room before you got in...

But let’s say the room in the hotel doesn’t work for you. Maybe the room is too small for you. Maybe you don’t like the stairs. Maybe you want someplace private to separate yourself from the rest of these strangers and to think quietly about what to do next. Either way, the other option is any number of abandoned stores lining the block where you arrived. The glass doors and windows of many are broken but there are just as many intact as well. The rooms are all large and empty, as whatever wares inside were either taken or dissolved over the years. There may be a counter or two that will get you off the ground, though. With all this space, you’re bound to find something to sleep on.

Unless someone else got there, first...


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Jun Kurosu | Persona 2 Innocent Sin

[personal profile] floriographed 2019-07-25 04:49 am (UTC)(link)

WHALE COMB PARTY


His head hurts, limbs slowly waking with him as he sits up next to the crumbling fountain. Everything seems foggy: the final battle, the deal with Nyarlathotep, Maya's--


"Maya!" He shouts, rising to his feet quickly, eyes scanning the surroundings frantically.


Nothing looked familiar, panic rising in his throat as he clutches the front of his school uniform ( a comforting action, for now), trying to force himself to breathe. Breathe. Inhale. Exhale. Jun rubs his face, trying to retrace his steps to figure out how he arrvied in this strange land. Nothing comes to mind, every path escapes him the more he thinks about his circumstances. 


In the end, he decides to try and explore, to see if he can find any life outside of himself.


Finding the only building with lights was a godsend-- that is until he noticed the ominous words on the wall. What is a whale comb? Should he actually eat? What would happen if he does? He raises a brow at the bowl of weeds.


"Daisies?" He lifts one up by the stalk, admiring it almost. "Not quite... I don't think the meaning is the same."


Now he's talking to himself.


LOST AN ALONE


He should have stayed within the city. Despite the desolate and overgrown nature of it, at least he could have had shelter, possibly food (though he's still quite skeptical of the food), maybe a friendly face or two he could talk to while he's reeling from this new place.


Despite his lamentations about why he should have stayed in the city, Jun does his best to steel his resolve. This was what Tatsuya would do, wouldn't it? To gather up his courage and to explore his surroundings?


Well, of course he would, but Jun's certain that he'd at least not get lost.


MILES TO GO


The hotel was a sight to behold. Not that it was grand or immaculate, just simply that it existed in the first place. He's honestly relieved, taking a moment to sit down on the nearest bench that wasn't completely falling apart. 


Jun is lost in his thoughts, rubbing his temples as he recounts his day. His arrival was, thankfully, uneventful-- he was lost in a forrest, and now he's in a strange hotel wondering what was instore for him next. 


"Was that all a dream? Could this be a dream?" He muses to himself, pulling the flower from the shirt pocket of his uniform. "Is this his doing?"

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Miles to Go

[personal profile] deranged_practicality 2019-07-27 01:35 am (UTC)(link)
Isabella had been picking through the hotel, partially out of curiosity and partially for shelter for the night. She noticed the young man seated on the bench looking baffled. Well, that wasn't surprising, because she was feeling quite the same.

"Are you well?"

Better make sure no one is sick or poisoned from the wildlife or plants. Their best chance of survival was as a group.
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[personal profile] floriographed 2019-07-27 11:38 pm (UTC)(link)
He looks up, startled -- she was speaking to him in English? How was he able to-- never mind that. He relaxes slightly, offering her a slight smile.

"I'm fine. I've... not eaten much more." He admits. "I wasn't certain if anything was edible."

Especially after finally caving at the Whale Comb party which was, to say the least, a disaster.
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[personal profile] deranged_practicality 2019-07-29 01:41 am (UTC)(link)
"We'll need to find food tomorrow, then," Isabella noted. She paused, also noticing the language; Isabella was notably poor at picking up languages, and she was fairly certain the one the young man spoke was not one she knew. Except it might as well be her native tongue.

"My apologies, my thoughts got away from me there."
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[personal profile] floriographed 2019-07-29 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
"No need to apologize." He offers a small smile. "Perhaps we can find someone who may know this place a little better. It would be nice to know if there is anything we can eat that isn't going to kill us."

He brushes his hair back behind his ear for a moment, before he scoots over on the bench, tucking the flower back into the front pocket.

"Would you like to sit?"
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[personal profile] deranged_practicality 2019-07-30 12:57 am (UTC)(link)
"Thank you. I'm afraid I'm not much of a botanist, but I have had to gather wild food in several ecosystems," Isabella said. "But that is contingent on this being like a place I've been."

She did sit down, after realizing she was starting to pace. She couldn't go haring off for food when it was getting dark; that was foolish in unfamiliar country.