Opening Test Drive Meme

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TEST DRIVE
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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...


code bases by tricklet

Comments

[wingmans]

[ is it though? thankfully, sam doesn't care all that much. ]

Three years now. Not that long.

[stillgotmyleftarm]

[Bucky considers, but,] Three years ain't nothing.

[It's not a lifetime, but he's kind of got an edge most people don't.]

Is running all you do?

[wingmans]

For now, yeah.

[ running from the law, running from the accords. ]

But not always.

[stillgotmyleftarm]

Not always, huh. [Bucky echoes, idly grabbing another of the cherry-colored fruits from the table.]

So what else? Or is that classified?

[wingmans]

[ his brow furrows. ]

Why would it be classified?

[stillgotmyleftarm]

[Bucky shrugs one shoulder.] All the good stuff always is, isn't it?

Not that it much matters here, I guess.

[wingmans]

Steve and I weren't in the army together. There's nothing classified about the stuff we did.

Plus, I don't really answer to the government.

[stillgotmyleftarm]

Great, then you can tell me all about it.

I guess I might run into a version of you in my own world, if I ever go back. Best to be prepared.

[But he doesn't want to go back.]

[wingmans]

[ sam snorts. ]

It all depends on how much of a jackass you plan on being.

[stillgotmyleftarm]

Am I supposed to say please?

[Okay - fine. He can concede he's being a little bit of a jackass; he blows out a breath, and adds,] Sorry. It's just - getting to be standard procedure for people to know me without me knowing them, and it's kinda annoying.

[And a couple of other words, but he'll go with that one.]

[wingmans]

I don't know you, I can tell you that now. I know another guy who looks like you, but that's not the same thing. And I don't start with preconceived notions.

[ not really the way sam rolls. ]

[stillgotmyleftarm]

No, it is definitely not the same thing, [Bucky agrees, maybe sounding - and even looking - a little bit tired at the concept.

But he isn't quite sure where to start, because Sam may say he doesn't start with preconceived notions, and that's great... but sometimes, it happens anyway.] Steve ever tell you much about his Bucky? Before the whole Winter Soldier thing.

[wingmans]

Sure, bits and pieces.

[ he shrugs. ]

But the other guy's not him anymore.

[stillgotmyleftarm]

Yeah. I hear being me's pretty awful, guys just can't wait to stop.

[Okay. That was - unkind. And kind of more than he wanted to say. But then. Bucky's just drained the last of a blue drink.

He tries again:] I guess I'm still him. I ain't the Winter Soldier.

Steve is.

[wingmans]

[ definitely unkind. sam's eyebrows go up a little. ]

Can't really blame him, after the stuff he's been through.

But you're lucky, right? You get to keep being you.

[stillgotmyleftarm]

Yeah, sure, [Bucky huffs.] And Steve's real lucky it happened to him.

I woulda traded places with him in an instant. Would've been worth it.

[He wants to believe those other not-Buckys-anymore would say the same things, but he doesn't even know.]

[wingmans]

[ sam huffs. ]

Yeah, that sounds very healthy. Maybe both of you should chill and not jump at that.

[stillgotmyleftarm]

[Bucky cocks an eyebrow, clearly about as adept - and dedicated to - avoiding that whole statement as Steve and pointing out,] Yeah, neither of us is really very chill.

[Anymore. God, Bucky swears he used to be a normal fucking person. But then he spent several years living to the tune of What would Steve do?.]

[wingmans]

[ smooth. sam shakes his head. ]

Well, then, Buckys turning out the way they do shouldn't be all that surprising.

[stillgotmyleftarm]

Maybe not.

Guess it's just a matter of time.

[He makes a face, clenching his jaw for a second.] I don't want to be like them.

[wingmans]

Then you should figure out what it means to be you without Steve Rogers.

Hell, that's what Steve was doing. He had a little notebook to pick up on new pop culture stuff.

You can still have what you want and be more.

[stillgotmyleftarm]

There isn't a me without Steve Rogers. That's the fucking point. There's Soldat and Winter and any-fucking-body else.

I know I ain't the end-all of his world. But I'm not gonna hurt him like they did, either.

[wingmans]

[ geez. sam rolls his eyes. ]

Yeah, you'd never do that.

[stillgotmyleftarm]

Thanks for the vote of confidence.

[wingmans]

You had it coming. People hurt people, it's part of life. I get that it's awkward seeing other Buckys do their own thing, but any guy who can get up and walk after the shit that's happened to them is a guy who deserves a little more courtesy.

And I don't even like them. They broke my fucking car.

I lost a partner too. If he heard that shit come out of my mouth, he'd punch me in the face. Maybe you need to stop flipping out and just do your own thing.