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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 raises a brow; Tommy doesn't look much like Charles Xavier. But maybe there are other famous mutants. That Wolverine guy?

Not...terribly surprising (though disappointing for sure) that he's dead there; he is in his own timeline, apparently, and would he really be an original flavor if the others hadn't been replacements? He looks thoughtful.]

Then I am glad to meet someone another version of myself found to be worthy of inclusion. I think there are a few other current or former Avengers around, from various timelines.

[Or, wait, if he's "Speed", maybe he's Pietro's grandson? Kitty and Kurt had made a point that Wanda was usually a mutant, to them. There, that explanation makes much more sense.]

Ah, and if you're familiar with its other name, the Tesseract is an Infinity Stone.

[Dude, Magneto is SO much more famous. In Tommy's opinion. But he doesn't feel like he has to correct Vision given he doesn't know that Vision tagged him as related to Xavier]

I mean, we haven't interacted since you got repaired and all that, so I don't know if you found me worthy or were just thinking 'speed punching is good'. Because it is, you know? Kinetic force for the win. Still, might be fun trolling some Avengers who won't see me coming.

[The grin on his face is pure Pietro's mischief. Surely you didn't see that coming. But that smile fades immediately over the mention of the Infinity Stone.]

Which one?

[Definitely related to Pietro. It's good to know at least one timeline of him survived and had kids. ~~nobody correct him~~]

The Space Stone; Loki also had the Mind Stone but lost it during the battle. [Because at this point he's pretty sure the one set in his forehead is just a replica acquired by the Atroma, but it doesn't seem to impede him at all, so he doesn't mention it.]

Although I would certainly say speed punching could be useful. [Which makes him narrow his eyes.] Although, on that note, unless they continue to feed us, we may have difficulty keeping up with your metabolism; I assume you take in rather more calories than the average human?

[So, this Vision clearly has some interactions with Pietro. Interesting. But yeah, that's... sorta Tommy's concern too. His eyes cast around to the table and he frowns. Wonders how much of it he can squirrel away. Just what he wanted, going back to those awkward teenaged years.]

You're definitely not wrong. All of me is accelerated. Brain, body, metabolism. Not that I haven't gotten by on less before. Just means I'm not as useful while I do. Hard to maintain speed when my body has less to burn.

[Little enough, but Pietro had been to the Fleet once. It had been enough to get to know his habits a little better. A heavy metabolism to account for abilities isn't unique to speedsters, though. So he nods.]

If any of these foods seem to be particularly nourishing to you, I would be glad to assist you in finding or recreating them. This may be meant as a teaching exercise, and it would benefit us all to know which are more calorically or nutritionally dense.

[Wait, Vision, helping? Talk about something Tommy never expected in life. Sure, Vizh 2.0 totally would have been a bro and helped Tommy figure it out. But he's not exactly used to his not-dad being supportive. Oh well, maybe Vision is just helpful when he isn't spiteful and angry? Who knows.]

The root vegetables have felt good so far. Typically I need more protein and a ton more carbs. Sugar can probably be accounted for with the fruits. Really love the cherry ones. Of course those are probably seasonal, right?

[He reaches over for another drink. Water should be easy to get here, so instead he goes for the next interesting drink, the blue one. A nice swig and his eyes go wide.]

Okay, our hosts better provide a ton of this because this is amazing. I haven't had something this good since, well, the party two nights ago, but you know, Germany's full of great lagers. But not blue ones. Maybe it's a holiday thing.

[Or maybe the Vision that Tommy knows is just ~~a dick~~ ~~inconsistently written~~ a dick.]

As of yet, we do not know what is seasonal, or even if there are seasons; I would need better access to the information about this world and its orbit to be certain. Much of that can be inferred from observational data, but That will require at minimum several of the local days.

[But he's at least listening carefully and nodding at Tommy's information.]

Ah, is it alcoholic? One of the first businesses set up in my previous kidnapping experiment was a bar. I'd not be surprised if the same happens here.

[Previous kidnapping experiment? That sounds interesting. Looks like kidnapping runs in the family. Him, Vision, Wanda. Yeah, that's interesting.]

Sounds better than what I just got out of. I mean, when I was kidnapped all there was to be had was an unknowable void where there was nothing but darkness and silence and utter emptiness for all time, until time itself meant nothing and I spoke into the void just to hear something.

[Wait, what? Tommy's hand comes up to cover his mouth. What did he just say? He didn't... He had meant to say that when he was grabbed it was a breeze because he didn't remember anything. Which was a lie.]

[Wait, what? That's...not at all like the Drift Fleet, and the Vision looks very concerned.]

That sounds terrible; I am sorry to hear it. But surely it could not have been for all time, as you are among us now? Or did it merely feel that way, as you no doubt experience the passage of time differently?

[He shakes his head and mutters.] We, at least, had spaceships.

[Yeah, Vision deserves to look concerned. Tommy, meanwhile, is looking distrustfully at the table. Then he sighs and shakes his head. Just his mouth getting ahead of his brain. That happens sometimes.]

It was a bit of both. I mean, I was there for months apparently. My friends rescued me just a few days ago. Well, my twin too, and his fiance. The Young Avengers are just sorta an interconnected mess like that.

[Okay, he's not enjoying this. Tommy frowns as he looks at Vision. Okay, new experiment.]

You're not my least favorite Avenger.

[Nope, there is a sour look on Tommy's face. Because he was going to say 'favorite' which of course was a lie.]

[He bites back an admonition that Tommy is awfully young to have a twin with a fiance already, because really, who is he to talk? Someone who's been married for a year at the age of, like, 8.

But with the second bit, he clues in that something odd is happening. That's really not a normal thing to say.]

Er, I suppose that's good. You're having some kind of difficulty, aren't you? Do you think it was the food?

[Dude, Vision is not dad enough to judge Billy's space-king fiance. At all. But Tommy's busy glowering at the drink. He puts it down and frowns.]

Food or maybe the drink. Pretty sure I can't lie. I was going to call you my favorite.

[Funny how that time it comes out properly, because it was honest, that was what he'd wanted to say.]

Whatever fruit that's made out of? Evil. Drunk people have a hard enough time without compelled honesty.

[That and he's never met the guy. Besides, there's a difference between fiance and husband.

he does look pleased that Tommy would say that, though, even knowing it's not actually truthful. It's a nice gesture.]

Ah, well I shall decline to ask you anything about sensitive topics, in that case. I understand the need for privacy; we found it was often in short supply during our last, hm, encounter with kidnappers. Here, at least, there is some space to spread out and have time to yourself.

And I'll keep an eye on the blue fruits. If it compels honesty in a juice, it may have some other kind of useful medical property.

[Oh, he was doing it as a test. As a deliberate lie. He had already been testing things. But Tommy rolls his eyes at the idea of keeping attention for the blue stuff for medical properties. Really? How foolish is that?]

You know, you could just avoid them like a sane person. I know you're really good at avoiding things, so just stick to your strengths there. For all our sakes.

[He blinks, taken somewhat aback.]

I have not partaken of any of the consumables, in fact, as I do not require them; it is still important data to gather, however. If we are to be "hosted" here for an indefinite amount of time, we will need a great deal of such data.

[He crosses his arms.] While I am tempted to ask why you would say such a thing, I will remind you that I have necessarily had very different life experiences than any other version of myself you might be acquainted with.

[Yeah, Tommy gets that. He sighs and his fingers card through his hair.]

Clearly I have some things to say to him. Ignore it, okay? New rule, honesty sucks.

[Clearly the truth. Tommy shakes his head and looks at the food again, clearly not trusting it anymore. What he'd give for Chinese takeout.]

You actually seen any other Avengers around here? Or just assuming? Just wanna know who I might have to deal with. Knowing is half the battle, right?

[He nods in sympathy. Not that he particularly likes lying to people, but trying to keep his relationship with Wanda a secret for several years had done a number on his original attitudes toward honesty in general. If Tommy wants to bring up what happened with his own Vision, he should do so on his own terms and not because he drank some blue fruit juice.

Besides, it clearly hadn't been so terrible that he wasn't willing to talk at all, or they wouldn't be having this conversation in the first place.]

My sympathies, and I hope the effect will fade soon.

[He nods.] Steve Rogers is about, and I was fortunate enough to have arrived with Wanda Maximoff.

[Oh, and if Tommy happens to catch a glimpse of the Vision's left hand? Yeah, there's sure a gold wedding band on it.]

Your version of her, not mine I’m guessing. Still... good to see you two working out in your version of the multiverse. Or whatever. Imagine she’s happier that way.

[Some universes are better he guesses. Because of course his parents are together and happy and don’t have kids. Figures, right? Kids are just problematic.]

Next thing you know, you’ll be saying Pietro is here too.

[He nods in confirmation for the first part.] Despite some setbacks, we are happy together. We spent some time traveling the galaxy in the Drift Fleet and eventually settled on a planet. It is working for us so far.

[And then his expression softens to one of sadness.]

I have not seen him in several years; he was killed by Ultron the day after I was created, in my timeline. I understand it's different for others. Wanda would be overjoyed to have him here again, even a different version, I think.

[Oh. Pietro was...? Tommy doesn't know what to do with that. He frowns and looks down at the floor, his arms crossing over his feet briefly.]

Fucking hell, I just can't... It's hard to imagine him gone. Why is our family such a mess? Is there even any universes where we can just all be fucking happy and alive and haven't fucked up the world in the process?

[He reaches out to squeeze Tommy's shoulder in comfort, if he'll allow it. He'd suspected the Young Avenger was related to Pietro (hard not to).]

I am sorry to have to tell you that. I wish I could say there is such a timeline, but--

[Well, he knows Wanda's dead in Kitty and Kurt's version of things, and obviously Tommy doesn't come from a land of sunshine and roses, either.]

All we can do is make the most of what we are given. Even if that does mean truth beverages.

[Truth beverages. Tommy huffs at the damn thing. He doesn't want to see that shade of blue ever again.]

I can't imagine Wanda took it well, when Uncle Pete died. I know I'd probably blow a lot of things up if something like that happened to Billy.

[Hell, Uncle Pete probably would have gone a bit crazy if that happened too. Had helped caused Wanda to fuck the world up out of fear that people might go after her.]

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No, she was quite devastated--

[Wait, wait, wait. Uncle Pete? He wasn't the famous mutant grandfather? And he sure didn't just say "Aunt Wanda", did he?

No. No, he did not.

Yeah, this is the sound of an android looking concerned and trying very hard not to ask any invasive questions, like he just promised not to.]

[What, does Wanda not have a sister in Vision's world? No matter, Tommy hasn't even noticed that he called Pietro that. It's just a knee jerk thing, because Pietro doesn't like it. Says it makes him sound 'old'. Which is hilarious, because he's got a daughter.]

How old was he, when he passed? Was he doing something good, or something bad? I mean, you said fighting Ultron, but I've known villains to do that.

[He blinks and shakes his head to clear it; the twins sure don't have any other siblings in his timeline. But he's going to do what Tommy just accused him of, and just. Avoid that subject for now.

It's already been kind of a Day.]

Twenty-two, and though he and Wanda had previously helped Ultron, they had just changed sides when I awakened. Pietro died defending Hawkeye, and is remembered as a hero. Clint named his youngest son after him in his honor.

[Well, Nathaniel Pietro, so only partly. But still.]

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