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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!
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!
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.
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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He doesn't quite sigh, but he does blow out a breath of air. "You're Steve's Barton," he says, which probably makes zero sense at all for five seconds, until he elaborates: "You expecting Steve to be the one with this?"
He makes a small, calculated flipping motion with one foot, which knocks the Captain America shield up and off the wall so he can catch it with one hand. "Seems like in every other universe 'cept mine, Steve's the one who crashed the Valkyrie and spent seventy years on ice. But not in mine."
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And when he finally starts talking, Clint just shakes his head, confused. "I'm his- What?" No, patience while waiting for an explanation has never been his strong area. "But yeah, where I'm from, Steve's the one who has that."
His eyebrows lift when Bucky flips the shield up and catches it in a motion that suggests he's done that very thing a few times before. "Looks to me like you and that shield belong together." As weird as that is to say. "And you know, I'd say you were nuts if not for the fact that I've seen some pretty crazy things recently."
Bucky being Captain America is a surprise, yes, but it's not the strangest thing Clint's ever heard. "So if you're Cap, then who's Steve?"
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Bucky raises one eyebrow a little wryly, managing, "I think my threshold for crazy didn't survive aliens attacking New York."
Except then... Steve had turned up in the Drift Fleet. His Steve. And - "He goes by Grant, now," Bucky says, voice carefully controlled, and certainly not teasing anymore. "If I say Winter Soldier, does that mean something to you?"
He kinda hopes it does; explaining it makes him feel sick to his stomach, every time. Then again, he knows that's probably how Steve feels, every time he explains about the Bucky he grew up with.
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Clint chuckles, giving Bucky a wry grin of his own. "Yeah? I think mine got knocked out with a flying city, an army of robots, and me going at them with a bow and arrow." Complete craziness, if you ask him.
"Grant?" Clint snorts; it's not that the name is funny, but it's really a typical boy scout name. That goes with the Steve he knows, but something tells him, it doesn't fit the one Bucky's acquainted with. "Well, yeah, it does. That's not someone you want to meet at night down a dark alley."
He doesn't know all the details, but the bottom line is that the Winter Soldier isn't someone to dismiss.
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But, "Yeah. Grant." It is a pretty boy scout name - at least, more so than Bucky, if everyone's going by middle names. But he blows out a breath, because, "I think it's for the same reason none of the other guys wearing my face wanna go by Bucky anymore." They don't feel like the same person.
"I guess seventy years of HYDRA torture will do that to a guy. Mostly makes me want to bash heads in in about six different realities," he says. "Seems like those fuckers've always gotta make their weapon. In most places, like yours, that was me. In my home, that was Steve."
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"Hey, I get it." Sort of. He thinks he can understand wanting to separate oneself from a certain name, to make it clear there's a distinction.
Clint doesn't have the same history with HYDRA that people like Steve and Bucky do, but the name still makes him grind his teeth. "It's messed up. I wouldn't mind getting an hour with some of those HYDRA people: just me and them, no interference. But then again, I guess you and Steve should have the first crack." It's only fair, after all, even if it's only a hypothetical scenario.
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And he certainly can't ague with Clint's assessment of HYDRA, either. "Frankly, everybody should have a crack at them. From what I hear, they get everywhere, gum up a lotta works." All he knows is, he's gonna have his work cut out for him, if he ever goes back.
Not that he wants to.
He glances around a little, hefting the shield a bit. "At least that's one thing about this place. Far as I can tell, no HYDRA. No really bad guys, period - which is saying something, since I don't know that the people who brought us here can really tell the difference."
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It's an important question, despite how out of left field it might seem.
As for HYDRA, Clint really has nothing good to say. "I'll say they do, and that's putting it pretty mildly. They took down S.H.I.E.L.D. by working on the inside, and no one knew about it until it was too late." And that seems to be one of their least offenses.
"So, if there really is no HYDRA here, I'm not complaining." But he has to comment on the other part of Bucky's sentence. "You haven't seen any bad guys around? That's got to be a first." He doesn't mean to question him, but it seems to him that there's always someone scheming and plotting in the background. "I don't know about you, but if there's no one around causing trouble, I won't know what to do with myself."