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Opening Test Drive Meme

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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...

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Steve nods noncommittally at that. The confirmation of the Fleet is comforting but Steve doesn't answer more about his own recollection. Both because he is still a little lost on how people were taken and because the powers that be haven't decided on his backstory quite yet (sorry!).

"At least we have people here who've been in a similar situation. And the Agrii appear to be a little more invested in keeping us alive and happy. I'd prefer to be helping people than staring in a sadistic show..."

You believe it? The information they gave us.

[Natasha gives his shoulder a slight squeeze, then crosses her arms over her chest, almost hugging herself.]

It'd be nice if that's the case. It seems... It's strange. I'm not sure I trust it yet.

[And she's not sure where Winter is—that doesn't incline her to put aside her suspicions.]

I suppose that I shouldn't.

[It's a good point. There's no way to prove that anything they were told was true. For all Steve knew this was a new band of Atroma and a vastly different show. There was no way to know for sure.]

I guess we'll learn more with time. See if there's anything we can verify about their story.

[Steve looks around the room.]

In the meantime, need a hand?

[Leave it to Natasha to ask that question. She doesn't dwell on it though, not now. There will be plenty of time to pore over the uncertainties of their situation later.]

Wouldn't say no to one. I was hoping to secure a couple of rooms. Seems like these are safe enough, but we don't know what might be out there.

[She shrugs, quirking an ironic brow.]

Plus, if I can I'd rather sleep somewhere clean.

[ Steve smiles and heads into the room to start grabbing the larger pieces of debris. Serum muscles ain't just for looks.]

I don't know how clean we're gonna be able to get this floor, but we can work on it.

[ He laughs humorlessly and shakes his head. ]

Can you believe part of me misses the cramped room me and Buck had? Even the tiny bed. At least there was a mattress.

Oh, I can imagine it.

[Natasha misses her captain's quarters too, but she's not one to dwell on what's missing.

Or who.

Not yet.]

We don't need to be able to eat off the floor. Just not trip over vines in the middle of the night.

We'll work on the mattresses.

You have a talent for sewing you've hidden from me?

[Steve crosses over to some thick vines and starts ripping them out. It takes a little effort which just goes to show how rooted in they'd been.]

Vision said something about leaves. We just need cloth to make a giant leaf ...bag, I guess?

I'm not quite that desperate yet. I can patch a hole. I can't make real clothes out of fig leaves.

[And she really hopes he's joking that he brought it up in the first place.]

Careful. Doesn't matter if you damage the plaster, but if they're wrapped around something load bearing, we don't want to bring the place down on our heads.

[Steve laughs.]

Not for clothes. Just for a mattress. Softer than plaster.

[Speaking of, Steve pulls the next vine loose with a bit more caution. Who knows how sturdy this all was?]

I'm sorta hoping when the feast is gone we get more things from the Agrii. Helpful things.

Oh, I have no intention of of sleeping on leaves, either. You're not too old to sleep on the ground, are you?

[She doesn't respond to his hopes about the Agrii. While there's every indication that 'help' from them is possible, there's also evidence suggesting strongly that they won't have any idea what useful means.]

Maybe if there's nothing to scavenge or better supplies but... not like we have supplies to sew to start with.

Hey. Don't knock the leaves. I slept on way than that when I was overseas. The floor is just fine compared to that.

[He inspects the vines in his hand and starts to pick at one, pulling small pieces of it.]

Maybe we could get something like string out of these?

[He doesn't seem to be having much success, though. He gets one long fiber and then succeeds in breaking it before it's more than a foot or so.]

Maybe not.

I'll knock the leaves all I want, Rogers. Who knows what's living in them.

[Or what reactions humans might have to them. The last thing they need is mites or a rash.]

We can work on bedding later on. For now, my priorities are secure and clean in that order.

[Okay. Good point.]

Yeah. Not bad priorities.

[He tosses the vines out the open window and starts looking around for something else to work on. The closet looks like it's seen better days so he grabs and starts heaving out dirt there.]

Winter gonna stay with you, here?

That's the idea, at least in the end. If it makes more sense to bunk up more than that for some reason, we can work with it.

[But she's going to want to have her privacy with him before long. That goes without saying.]

We arrived separately, but ran into each other fairly quickly. It was good to find him here too.

Good?

[He raises an eyebrow at that as though to say 'that's it?']

For right now I think we have plenty of room for everyone to have their own space. Some people are settling in the abandoned shops or...whatever they are, down below.

[He frowns.]

I hope both are protection from those energy storms...

[It is good. It's good, and it gave Natasha a scare when she thought Bucky wasn't here. That she'd had him again and lost him.

It's still more raw than she'd like to admit.]

I can't blame anyone for wanting a little more space, but I don't like how exposed they are. And if something goes south, it means we're scattered.

If things go south it doesn't really matter where we all are. We've got tree trunks and broken glass as weapons. Who knows what they've got.

[Steve's not one to be pessimistic but it's true. Sure they have people here used to combat but it's clear they've only been left alone if they aren't perceived as a threat. It doesn't bode well for a conflict.]

Unless they let you keep something fun?

It matters. [Because if it doesn't matter, then why bother trying at all? She takes a deep breath.] We don't know what's out there, or who might show up here. The danger could be a wild animal, or someone else kidnapped from their home. If that happens, someone in shouting distance would help.

[It's not ideal, but her thoughts are already turning the problem around, looking for directions to come at it from.]

We could make spears with those. They'd work for hunting. Glass might not be the best idea, but there's other things that will do for blades.

What have you been able to find so far?

[There is metal that might be able to be sharpened. Steve wonders if the Agrii who already took all of their weapons will then take the spears as well. Only one way to find out.]

Worse come worse we can probably use these vines to set up a few traps. [If they're fighting something that walks, of course. Who really knew?]

Haven't done much looking yet, honestly. I saw the Whale Comb.

[Whatever that means. It's about what she expects moving forward, though. Their hosts, such as they are, clearly have only a loose understanding of people.]

I don't know that it'll come to having to make snares, but if we have to... we can do that too, yeah.

Hopefully find some food that won't poison us.

Yeah. The 'Whale Comb'. Everyone is assuming they meant to say 'Welcome'.

[Steve still doesn't exactly know how he feels about that whole thing. It was a better welcome than a few pudding cups and confetti on the bridge of a ship, but there is no hint that the food there will be replenished.

At least the Atroma made sure they always had safe food.]

The roots that they had there seem to be the best option. Sort of like potatoes which, luckily, I have experience making stretch.

Buck and I should open a Depression-Era restaurant...

Boil everything? [Not especially appetizing, but then neither were the protein solids or the gels, or any number of the foods they ran into in space.

To say nothing of growing up during Russian food shortages.

Natasha figures she can manage, as long as there's something they can actually eat.]

Suppose we'll have to try to find more of those tubers, then. Foraging is going to be a crapshoot, but at least we won't need weapons for it.

Yeah, well. [Okay. There was a lot of boiling. He knows some other recipes though. Well. Bucky probably did, anyway.]

Beggars can't be choosers, right now. We have a few people with metabolisms like me, here. Calories is the important thing. Lots and lots of calories.

[He can't help but grin a little, remembering the party.]

And definitely keeping those red fruits at a safe distance.

You know, I grew up in a food shortage too. I'm not judging.

[It's not like she's an especially gifted cook, either. She can follow instructions, but the outcome doesn't tend to be inspired.

But she will tease. Especially an old man getting ideas.]

And I don't hate a potato.

[She shakes her head a little then, sighing herself.]

We might want to keep a few of those fruits on hand though. Especially if they even work on super soldiers.

[Great. She saw that. Steve flushes a little.]

It didn't last very long, to be fair. And I'd eaten a lot.

At the very least lets keep them away from the kids.

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