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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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He's not getting a hug. Not just yet. Give Tommy time to decide it's needed. But come on, Billy, surely that's enough to work with. Fine, Tommy will be more blunt.

"Not everyone I've met that have been from Earth or versions of it have been from the same time. And you being you? You don't need a future cheat sheet, right? So I kinda need to know what you know? Also, need a hand getting this place neat?"

Should let Billy do it on his own, all the better to not waste what energy Tommy's body has stored. Food won't be as easy here. But for Billy, he might use some of it. Because, you know, soul-bros gotta stick together.

Giving has the same effect. Mostly. Okay, not really, but with Tommy, he'll take what he can get.

"Like you could be from any version of Earth but mine." But Billy obliges. "We did the whole Young Avengers thing, rescued you, Kang stuff, looked for Mom, you went missing, Mother happened, you came back, Teddy & I joined Avengers Idea Mechanics, and then the New...New Avengers, and then briefly back again. Any of that helpful?" He tries to hit on the main points.

He hesitates with the offer of help, knowing how many more calories Tommy needs, and he shakes his head. "...I'm basically done."

"You joined what?"

Okay, clearly there isn't the same time going on here, because Tommy is staring at Billy, clearly offended. His brother. Joined AIM. Fucking hell, what was he thinking? And another team? Watch, Billy didn't even ~~won't even?~~ invite Tommy. Geez.

Tommy's fingers flash through his hair, mussing it more than it already was. And of course Teddy went with him. Who else? Tommy get left behind again? Of course. Dammit. When his hand makes it down to his side, he doesn't clench it tightly.

"It's only three days after that New Year's Eve party for me. Like, yesterday morning I met up with David for coffee and a full briefing on what the hell all happened seeing as there wasn't a lot of catching me up at breakfast."

"...Avengers...Idea Mechanics," he repeats, features twisting a bit guiltily. "Sunspot invited us...and...Squirrel Girl, who I think has like...a perfect record for not evil teams so...it seemed like a good idea." Which is probably definitely not all Tommy's mad about.

"Oh...wow that's..." That's a little while back for him. Not horribly far, but enough. And if it's only been three days Tommy still has to be pretty confused. "H-how are you doing?"

Like Tommy cares about the team’s pedigree right now. No, instead he has a hundred different annoyances. Which he brushes off with a special sort of reaction. Which is an expression. A very serious one. Well, no, not serious. Instead it is a very rapid progression of confusion, annoyance, anger and right in back to annoyance.

“Not fucking great, now that I’ve had time to think about everything. But seeing as all that is there and we’re here, it doesn’t matter, does it?

Yeah, that's not a good face. Billy knows that face. He's less sure how to fix it though, wincing a little.

All he's done with Tommy since New Years is lost as far as this version of his brother is concerned, all they've done to work through what happened.

"Of course it matters."

At least Billy clearly has a cheat sheet on why Tommy’s upset and how to make it better. Or at least some of it. Of course, using it and having Tommy realize he was just rehashing old territory was like to piss the speedster off more.

“Sleeping and shelter matters more. Lemme see what you got going on here. I might be able to point out how you’re fucking up.”

He sighs. Same old Tommy. He steps aside to show his brother what he's accomplished so far. He's managed to clear most of the floor, and he gestures to the corner by the window.

"There's some glass there, I sort of pushed it all into the corner, but be careful."

Seriously, a room with a broken window? Tommy sighs as he moves to consider the glass. One of the few things that vibrating apart doesn't help. Just makes smaller and smaller shards, and a lot of pain.

"No good rooms with windows? The cold's gonna get ya. Not to mention the fact that if you can, you want something to lay on. Something at all between you and the floor."

"A few, but most of them were taken or in worse shape. I figured this would work for a night. Hoping I can magic up some kind of bed." That sort of magic normally shouldn't make Billy sound so doubtful, but clearly this place has taken some kind of toll on that.

Doubt is so not becoming, bro. Come on, have faith. They are the sons of the Scarlet Witch. Give it more than a maybe.

“Failing that, cardboard, leaves, pillows. Whatever. Ground takes more cold out of you than anything. Trust me.”

And don’t ask why he says that.

Billy clearly wants to ask, brow creasing with that usual concern, but he quiets himself with a frown.

"We should stay together-" he insists.

Should they, though? Tommy has no intention of being a ‘Teddy isn’t around and I’m bummed out’ crutch for his twin. And being someone’s roommate is never fun. Sharing with Teddy when he was staying with the Kaplan’s sorta, well, sucked.

“Not like I can go far,” Tommy dismisses. “And this place looks suspicious.”

Not the answer Billy was hoping for, clearly, but despite a frown he doesn't argue. Even in a survival type situation Tommy seems to need his space. He gives an uncertain nod.

"...Where are you staying then?"

"Old space in the store."

It's not that he needs his space. Just that maybe Tommy's just a bit angry right now. And not liking being the 'younger' older brother right now. But mostly he's nervous and when things are weird and the situation doesn't have a good explanation, his default is believing in himself, and not someone else.

"Is that safe?" Billy's brow creases with concern. As though any of this is safe. But he feels less anxious when Tommy's here. Alone isn't something Billy's as used to, and having someone from home is a comfort he wants to cling to while he can.

See, if Billy phrased it that way, maybe Tommy would stay. Because he gets he's supposed to support his twin. That's pretty much a given, right? Still, he frowns.

"Been there, done that. Safe enough for survival."

That definitely doesn't do much to help Billy's worry. This isn't the sort of situation his brother should have experience with, guilt gnawing at him as though there was any way to change the past.

"I guess."

Listen, the Shepherds are terrible. Which is not something Tommy doesn't bother saying. He frowns at the shattered glass again before moving back to his twin's side.

"Other thing that matters? Something to cover yourself. Mostly keeping warm is more important than being comfortable, you know?"

They are. They both know it. Though Billy's continually getting a better idea of just how terrible. He doesn't like that Tommy knows these things. Or why he knows them.

"Right. I can magic something up." Probably. He doesn't voice that doubt aloud.

"You have all that in your store?" he asks, worry obvious in how his features twist.

"Nah. I mean, I generate heat better than most people, right? So I'll be fine."

He won't be fine, but he knows all the secrets for handling this shit. Like, sleeping more in the day when it's warm, because sleeping cools your body off.

Nope. Not fine. And Billy frowns. That at least seems enough of a prompt for him to try his magic again, a heavy coat abruptly settling around Tommy's shoulders.

It takes more out of him than that sort of spell usually would, and Billy looks a bit tired.

"You need to keep warm too."

Did Billy just do that without a word? Tommy’s eyes widen as a hand reaches up to touch this new coat. How was that possible? Then he’s whipping it off his shoulders and moving to Billy’s side to wrap the thing around his shoulders.

“Someone trained a lot while I wasn’t around. When I’m not going to be around.”

Billy tries to shrug the coat back off. "It's for you-" he argues.

"Loki taught me. When we were trying to find you, and stop Mother," he confirms. That's where the lessons had come from at least, but he's had some time to practice. "You do your own things, I don't just ditch you.." he adds, head tilting as though to ask if that's what Tommy really thinks. "You're my brother. Whether we're on the same team or not."

Ditch. Fuck, Tommy is trying to ditch, isn’t he? He sighs and shakes his head. Damn him.

“Fine. I’ll stay. But none of that sentimentality stuff. And you have to use the coat. You’ll need it more.”

Brothers watch out for each other. And he watches out for Billy.

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