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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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[personal profile] stillgotmyleftarm 2019-08-09 12:51 am (UTC)(link)
"Aw, don't go undermining my faith in your ability to multitask," he puts in; he doesn't seem to be doing badly, and if anything, he appears to get more relaxed, the further into his second fruit he gets.

Though that answers that - and he looks pleased with said answer, given that now he's got someone to commiserate with: "That stuff was awful. And I lived on Army rations for longer'n I really want to admit."

He blows out a breath, smiling wanly at her. "Guess the best we can say is that this ain't our first weird planet rodeo, right?"
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[personal profile] outstandingbalance 2019-08-09 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
"I've had enough weird planets to last a life time at this point," Natasha says, though she answers his smile. If it gets under her skin, she doesn't show it. Wouldn't get her anywhere letting herself dwell, right?

Besides, she wouldn't want to ruin his mood.

"Looks like it might be our last one for a while, at least. Not seeing any space ships around here."
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[personal profile] stillgotmyleftarm 2019-08-10 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
"I must be a wuss, then, 'cause so have I, and you were with the Fleet a lot longer," Bucky teases softly.

At least this one has Steve on it. And - hey. Now Natasha. It's not really all that bad, in the end.

"Same," he admits, with a sigh. "I've been out to the forest, but mostly all I found was more forest. And this place," he waves tot he room, "seems to be in better shape than most other ones, so that's not really saying much."

He finally relents (well, in his mind) and nods toward the meat. "You want me to try that, too? Cherries seem fine - I mean, I feel good."
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[personal profile] outstandingbalance 2019-08-10 05:42 am (UTC)(link)
Natasha is less convinced. Somehow, he seems a little less—precise. The way he gestures, and the way he suggests the meat. Her brows bunch up in suspicion. "Maybe we should sit with the cherries a minute longer."

She nods to a chair.

"How about we sit down. You can catch me up on what you've been doing. If you're still feeling good after that, we'll try the meat."
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[personal profile] stillgotmyleftarm 2019-08-11 04:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Bucky shrugs noncommittally, pretty easy for her to convince into a chair. "Sure; I'm not starving anymore, so - "

She's probably less distracted by her non-super soldier stomach trying to eat itself from the inside out.

So he takes the chair, loose and easy, and shrugs a little, because, "I've only been here... about a week." Definitely not precise as he normally is. "I was with Steve before that. Your Steve. On the Bishop."
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[personal profile] outstandingbalance 2019-08-11 10:45 pm (UTC)(link)
That raises some concerns. Natasha sits with him, learning in a bit. Her brows draw together. "Not starving is good," she says slowly, considering. "I know what you mean."

It also means for him, it hasn't been so long. She nods a little, rolling the information in her head.

"About a week. Anything you've come up with in that time, other than the fact we're stranded on a deserted planet?"
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[personal profile] stillgotmyleftarm 2019-08-11 10:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Bucky shakes his head, blowing out a breath. "Other than it's actually deserted, far as I can tell... not really. There's no writing. No books, no signs, no nothing, that I've seen. I don't know who used to be here or why they left... but I ain't seen any dead alien bodies around, so I think they left."
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[personal profile] outstandingbalance 2019-08-12 12:59 am (UTC)(link)
"Not that I'm complaining about the lack of corpses, but it would give us something to investigate. Maybe some clues how to solve this puzzle." Of course that might make it too easy. Why bring them here just so they could figure out the riddle and leave. She shakes her head. "Safe to say whoever brought us here isn't big on writing."
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[personal profile] stillgotmyleftarm 2019-08-12 06:08 pm (UTC)(link)

That makes Bucky laugh a little (suddenly a lot of things seem funny), because, "Kinda sounds to me like you are complaining about the lack of corpses, then."

But, "No. Definitely not big on writing. The data download straight into my brain was weird enough, and I'm not really excited to have that happen again."

He relaxes a little further into his seat, cocking one eyebrow at her. "I really am fine. not dying yet."

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[personal profile] outstandingbalance 2019-08-12 07:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"No, I'm not a fan," Natasha agrees, a little clipped. It's not directed at Bucky. Natasha just doesn't like having her head played with. She'd thought—hoped—that she was done with that.

But she has more immediate concerns.

"No, you're not dying. You do seem a little tipsy though."
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[personal profile] stillgotmyleftarm 2019-08-12 08:56 pm (UTC)(link)

"So, the opposite of dying," Bucky points out - because hey, being tipsy is good, and... hard to achieve with one cherry. Did he have just one? He actually isn't sure, but either way, "Makes it hard to balance out the booze with food if the booze is the food," he points out sagely.

He finally seems to register what she'd said first, though, and adds, "You got the weird mental welcome too, then?"

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[personal profile] outstandingbalance 2019-08-12 10:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"Not the most convincing argument I've ever heard." That is an understatement. It's a hell of an understatement. While it's not immediately frightening, it's still something to watch. If it hits him like that, she can only imagine how it might hit someone without a hyped up metabolism.

"Yeah. I got—something."
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[personal profile] stillgotmyleftarm 2019-08-15 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
Bucky grins a little - despite the fact that he's not teasing when he says, "Didn't like it, huh? Me either."

People - things - in his head is not an ideal situation. He'd kind of like to be the only one in there. "The Augments were bad enough."

Then again, they don't seem to be dealing with the same people, here. "What I wanna know is why we keep ending up in situations like this. Are we really that entertaining?"
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[personal profile] outstandingbalance 2019-08-16 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
"If we are, I really have to wonder about the people watching." What kind of people found entertainment in watching them struggle? And just how much were they really watching? Allegedly, they'd had some privacy in the Fleet, but Natasha never really trusted it.

This feels different.

In a lot of ways.

"Maybe it's like reruns. Cheaper to grab what's already out there than make something new."