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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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alaspooryork: (unarmored: needs sunglasses)

[personal profile] alaspooryork 2019-08-27 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
Well. Everyone's allowed to have questionable taste, thinks the person who's boning Loki.

"I am sorry to hear that. Is the Covenant War in full force, then?"

He can't really conceive of a place where it's not, but--surely they wouldn't abandon a colony if that were the case, would they?
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[personal profile] protective_logic 2019-08-28 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
Covenant War? No, he definitely looks quite concerned at that. If there was a war, people would get drafted.

"I've not heard of such a war. But it could be pending. I hope not. The UNSC would draft Omega."

And a lot of the mercenaries.
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[personal profile] alaspooryork 2019-08-30 02:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"You would have heard of it," he says quietly. And for a moment he's intensely jealous that the other Delta has not. It's not an exaggeration to say his entire existence has been shaped by the war - the Project created to help win it, the Director's loss because of it and his resulting shattered mind that had led to Tex-Beta's accidental creation in the first place.

Is it better than being siblings with no knowledge of their father? That, of course, is entirely subjective, and Delta will withhold judgment. For all he knows, the other Delta went through just as many trials and tribulations - probably more, if he's as old as he looks. For all that Delta looks like a human in his late 20s or early 30s, he's still only about five. Respectable for an AI, but for a human? Ha.

"Though if it is of any consolation, a draft was not instituted. There were sufficient volunteers."
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[personal profile] protective_logic 2019-08-30 03:18 pm (UTC)(link)
That isn't really a comfort, truth be told. Clearly there is difference between their worlds. And...

"The UNSC are not so kindly where I'm from. Many are disdainful of the people from colony worlds as low down the list as Adaptive is. They forget that it makes us hardier, more paranoid, and more driven to survive."

That being said, he was certain Omega would never agree to join the military unless he found a way to get the UNSC to take care of their money and safety issues. Then... then he probably would.

"I suppose mercenaries might take that call, though. I pray Maine wouldn't, but Beta? She would."
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[personal profile] alaspooryork 2019-09-01 06:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"I do not know that I would use 'kindly' to describe the UNSC. However, when our colonies are attacked, it cannot be ignored." He gets a ghost of a smile on his face. "York and I spent a great deal of time in the outer colonies. The culture is very different compared to elsewhere, but then, one can say that of any culture. There will always be those who fight within their own house, until they are united by an outside threat."

Maine? Yeah, he totally would. At least the Maine Delta knew, both at home and at Proles. Hell, he'd enrolled in the Proles army. "Beta would," he agrees instead. "It is her nature."
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[personal profile] protective_logic 2019-09-01 07:11 pm (UTC)(link)
And yet their world is constantly ignored, so Delta absolutely scoffs at the other man's comment. There is no outside threat that would ever unite Adaptive to the home planet that has abandoned them.

Still, he's frowning at the very thought. He doesn't like to imagine Maine leaving, and Beta?

"We just got her back," he says, more to himself than the other him. "Tex... we only got her back recently. She's been helping with the family more. She's helped us get a new house."
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[personal profile] alaspooryork 2019-09-01 07:20 pm (UTC)(link)
It's easy to think that; hell, some of the colonies still think that, but the UNSC would be there in an instant if the Covenant showed up. And they'd probably lose the planet anyway, because that's how the war goes. So Delta lets it slide, even if he frowns.

"I am glad to hear that. She can be a good ally, and a good friend."

But odd to think of her as a sister, despite everything. He'd come to view Carolina as a sister in truth, even if that is a can of worms he doesn't want to get into with the other Delta.

"Though I am curious if she knew she was part of your family all along and only recently found you, or if she did not know but was there all along?"

It would parallel nicely to the whole AI question.
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[personal profile] protective_logic 2019-09-01 07:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"She neither knew, nor was there. We... Realized."

They met her, and it just came together. It had been a whole affair. Now she came by for dinners they made and she sometimes helped Omega learn to fight, and all sorts of other things.

"Beta and Alpha were taken away when we were all still kids. We didn't see her again until a few months ago. It was... impossible. But there she was."

And maybe he smiles. The last few months have been rather... messy.
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[personal profile] alaspooryork 2019-09-01 10:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, if it had only been that easy. Alpha sure as hell hadn't realized the truth on his own.

...Alpha had also liked to get very drunk once he did figure things out, so. Maybe on the other Delta's world, there hadn't been so much awful stuff for him to deal with. One can hope.

"I am glad," he repeats, his own lips quirking up into a smile. "She can be a very resourceful person. It would be good for her to have a cause to dedicate that resourcefulness to, aside from winning the war."

Because that was always what had driven her away, wasn't it?
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[personal profile] protective_logic 2019-09-04 05:23 pm (UTC)(link)
"She's a mercenary. She's always got plenty to dedicate herself to. Just... not us."

And now Omega and Sigma were following in her footsteps and Theta seemed wowed by the idea and...

"All the violence that has been brought into our lives. I suppose I can't even blame her. Not with Sigma and I dating mercenaries. I'm a hypocrite I suppose. But such is the potential lack of intelligence of the human heart."