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WINTER TEST DRIVE MEME
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Welcome to the Current Test Drive for The Revival Project!

This game is a spin-off from the closed The Drift Fleet game. For more information about the game, including more details on the setting, please check out the FAQ here or the premise here.

A thread on the TDM will be required for all applications. Please view the FAQ for information about how this works. Any questions about the game please direct to the comment section of the FAQ as well.

If you are a Drift Fleet alumni bringing your character from the game, please label your character as 'DFAU' on your top level. 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! If you want to completely restart your character, they're not considered DFAU anymore and won't need the label.

So go! Explore Agra 10! And, as always, HAVE FUN!

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Winter in Temba and Sh'Ka

Winter has arrived on Agra 10 and with it its cold temperatures, sharp winds and, you guessed it, snow. It starts slow and gentle in Temba, but even such gentle snowfall tends to build up and over the course of a few days of constant snowfall, the city has been covered with a white, roughly knee-deep blanket - Unless someone actually remembered to keep some of the paths clear.

And it still keeps snowing.

Over in Sh'Ka, a similar picture has been painted. But being situated within all these tall trees paints a somewhat different picture. A more icy one. All the by now leaf-free trees are covered in a thick layer of ice, as are Sh'Ka's stone-carved buildings. The wind here is harsher than it is in Temba, which has been comparably wind-free.

Please try not to slip and hurt yourself while marveling at either city.

Explore ~~the city~~ Temba!

Here's a map of Temba and a bit more description of some of the buildings here.

Most of the buildings are run down and have clearly been abandoned for years; fortunately, the water treatment center appears to be working, but power is intermittent and unreliable. What used to be stores or places to live in lies in ruins, but there may still be something to scavenge among the rubble. Do you want to risk a swim in the flooded area that has turned into a deep lake that has yet to be fully explored; or does it draw you to some of the more prominent and partially restored buildings, such as the hotel, the hospital or the amphitheater.

If you are lucky, you might even stumble over The Deep End, the bar located on one of the mid-levels of the tower residences in one of the residence towers. Unfortunately no bright neon signs can lead you there, but it does exist.

Visit the spaceships!

That's right, there are currently several small spaceships sitting in the hangar. Not all of them may be around when you check out the building, as one of the pilots may be using one of them to fly over to Sh'Ka. But there should still enough of them around for you to inspect and maybe wonder about. However, only one of them will open its doors for you. Do you dare to step inside? Check out the protein paste or maybe even meet one of your crew mates?

Try the network!

Upon arrival, your character will have on their person a small, handheld communications device. Maybe they know exactly how to use a computer, smartphone, or tablet, and immediately blast out a text or video trying to figure out what's going on. Or maybe they're not so tech-savvy after all, and everyone is about to get a lovely shot right up your character's left nostril.

There be storms...

These power-altering storms keep ravaging parts of the planet every once in a while. No one truly knows where they come from or what to do about them yet, but one of them appears to be approaching. You have the option to find shelter in one of the buildings to wait for it to pass. Unless, of course, you rather feel drawn to investigate.

Should you step inside the storm, or even get lost in it, it will show ghosts of people you know and those you don't. It drains you of any super-human abilities and tries its best to keep you from getting to its origin. Are you going to try anyways? Or are you going to chase the whispers of people from your past? Maybe you will simply find yourself calling for help or stumble across another lost soul in need of assistance.

More information can be found here.

Wildcard!

You're welcome to use any previous test drive scenarios or previous game events as a basis for a thread/situation, or simply make up your own! Keep in mind that you're currently stranded on a planet with only basic necessities, but there is enough food and fresh water. Creature comforts, however, seem to be distinctly lacking. Quite unlike a gathering of potentially dangerous creatures to encounter. The setting is yours to explore and have fun with!

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(Those first words grab her attention and she gasps before attempting a response.)

I have. I suppose it is equally safe to presume you have been here awhile?

What is the catch?

(Their galaxy is popular? They certainly have enough drama for the universe.)

Yes. It has been a while.

[A while too long, he thinks, but that isn't important at the moment.]

The weapons are connected to a security datapoint. It is necessary to have that in mind in order to use them. The alternative is whatever we have on hand outside of the system, which may be a little more practical for the time being.

(She would rather have a dependable, low-power weapon than one under the control of someone or something else.)

I like the alternative. We can't wholly keep ourselves from being monitored, but...

(She like her privacy.)

Understandable. And to be honest, I have to agree. Cayde has some extras stowed away and I have a few in case of emergency. Is there any preference?

I am good with blasters and though I am no Jedi, I have been around lightsabers often.

(If weapons of that sort exist here, that is.)

Blasters are what we have, but they will do in a pinch. If you want, we can rendezvous so you can be properly armed.

[Because that matters. The Agrii need to understand why they need to protect themselves, but that is another discussion for another day.]

I would appreciate your help.

(She can't be too cautious, but then again, she needs to make allies too and that requires taking some risks.)

Do you know how to find the Deep End?

I do. I stop in every now and then.

I have found my way there if you wish to join me.

I will be on route. Although I do have to warn you I will be in full armor.

[He wonders if that sounds awkward, but he'd rather not leave it up to chance.]

I will wait for you.

Armor doesn't frighten me.

(It does make it harder for her to read him, but voices can give a lot away.)

[It's a statement that brings a faint smile to his face.]

Then this should go better than expected. On my way now.

[And, eventually, he'll make his way to The Deep End. The snow makes it a little more difficult to walk the roads, but he's worn down a few of those paths as much as he could to make up for time.]

(She waits for him as promised, keeping her eyes on the door. She is only a small woman - far more petite than her reputation might suggest (if he knows her at all). However when he enters the bar, armored, she stands up and gives him a wave.)

Over here.

[A light dusting of snowfall fell off of the ARC Trooper's winged pauldrons as he steps inside, seeing that the place is nearly empty -- save for the familiar face who greets him.

And he can see why she won't be afraid.

Although his own face is hidden behind the t-shaped visor, he can't help but stare in slight disbelief. The smallest nuances in his posture shift, straightening a little more as he approaches and stops a few feet away from Padme, offering a stiff yet polite nod.]

Ma'am.

(Fear is something Padmé knows intimately, but she has never let it stop her. Good souls come in many shapes and sizes and they protect themselves with even greater variety. He has offered to help her and his advice on the weaponry felt knowledgeable. She needs wisdom and strength on her side.

His nod is returned and she offers him a seat before reclaiming her chair.)

Please call me Padmé. (She is no longer a queen or a senator - those titles were lost when she died. She is only Padmé again.) Thank you for answering my message. I suppose you can see why having a weapon would be comforting for me.

Padmé.

[Echo doesn't mean to repeat the name, but saying it without addressing the young woman by her full title doesn't feel right to him. Repeating it reinforces the fact that they're nowhere near the galaxy they know of, forcing himself to remember they are in the same situation, standing on an alien planet on equal footing.

So he takes a seat, alleviating the heavy pause that settled moments earlier. Brief hesitation is shaken off as his hands rest against the sides of his helmet, slipping it off so that he talk to her without hiding anything. This includes the slight crease in his brow as he lets his gaze drop for less than a second, soon returning to resume his composure.]

I'm Echo. And...it's understandable. [As the helmet is set down, he then reaches for one of his holsters to pull out a blaster that has seen better days. It's turned around so that the grip faces her, the offering as casual as the soldier can possibly be.] I hope this will suffice. I wouldn't want to be out in the open flatfooted either.

(The removal of his helmet helps her greatly and she gives him a tired smile. Grief clings to her and though she wants to focus on her current situation, the shock of being brought back to life hasn't left her. Her arms ache to hold Luke and Leia and she wants to find Anakin. He needs help; he isn't lost.

She gives her head a small shake and listens to Echo's voice. The offer of the blaster nearly makes her cry and she takes hold of the weapon, obviously familiar with how to use it.)

You can protect yourself, Echo? I know you look strong, but I don't want to deprive you of your weapon. (Soldiers can use blasters more efficiently and effectively.) I respect soldiers. I'm sure you make a lot of people feel safer.

Thank you, but I'm an ARC Trooper. My training's practically in my blood. I still have the blaster I came in with and whatever we were able to get our hands on last we went off-planet, so you don't have to worry about my situation.

[A humble boast any other day among his clone brothers, but it's paired with a sad smile, all of it fading as quickly as it appears.]

...It's different now. Not everyone shares the same opinion, unfortunately.

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