Spring Test Drive Meme

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SPRING 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!

Thread ideas:

Spring in Temba and Sh'Ka

While the snow has disappeared, the glitter it appears to have turned into remains. Small red, pink, white and purple particles, some in the shapes of stars and little hearts (both realistic and stylized) are covering Temba in a sparkling blanket just as the snow had before. Walking through it will send glittering swirls of it into the air to settle back on the ground again gently.

Despite the sparkling cover, young plants have begun to sprout, young green stems peeking out between pink and red and purple.

Sh'Ka, also, has been freed of its more icy coverage. The glitter here is a lot finer and the layer of it covering the overgrown city not nearly as thick as in Temba. Instead, the glittery mist every move brushes up in the air hangs there much longer and seems reluctant, even, to settle back down.

Despite those differences both cities are currently very, very sparkly...

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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Comments

[no_w_here]

He waited, and to a degree he could sense the elf's frustration at not being able to communicate what he'd like. The feeling was mutual there, except in a different regards as Varos hated being a burden, but they'd get through it some way or another. He was touched that a stranger was so willing to do his best for him.

More or less getting the idea as he felt Lerith's thin hand in his own, not bony but slender-fingered one, Varos nodded. Not often that new people arrived. Well, that explained why it was so empty. He hesitated at the next question, laughing once. "Yeah. Not very convenient around a place like this," he said. "How many others are there? Do you know?"

[mutedsuspicions]

At least Varos could sense the frustration wasn't aimed at him. Being muted wasn’t the other's fault. It was his owner's. At the new question, the elf gently pulled one hand, then the other, up to his shoulders to shrug them. Rough cloth of his shirt, slightly softer yet ragged fabric for his scarf. A radiant warmth from his body hidden underneath.

He didn't know how many people.

Lerith let Varo's hands go, only chasing after one to hold and spell against once more. [Name Lerith. Elf. You from?]

[no_w_here]

That was fair. If people were just being grabbed randomly and deposited...wherever this was, then Varos couldn't blame anyone for being cautious about being around strangers. Or maybe it was just that the place was so big and everyone was so spread out. That was a bit strange to him, but he supposed not impossible either.

"Ah, a pleasure, Lerith. I have a good friend who is half-elf," he said, smiling. "I'm from the city of Vesper. I...don't suppose that's where you're from, is it?"

[mutedsuspicions]

Lerith had generally been more cautious around strangers upon arrival. Escaping slavery and a dragon torching your home would do that to a person. At least Herr he was safe, if not still jumpy when surprised.

He should find someone that could help Varos better. Instead for now, Lerith could answer questions. Maybe help him to the diner. Tommy might be able to help easier. [From Thedas. I try find better help. For you.]

[no_w_here]

"Hmm, no, not familiar with a Thedas," Varos admitted, calling up a mental map of more familiar territory. Well, probably won't do much good here in either case. He sighed, but then lifted his head again as Lerith conveyed his next thoughts.

"Ah..." he started, all at once feeling bad that he was such a difficulty. It might not be the direction of Lerith's frustration, but Varos hated feeling like a burden all the same. "No hurry. Look, I appreciate the effort regardless. If there's a place I can just...throw myself onto a bed and reconsider my life choices then that'd be as good a start as any."

[mutedsuspicions]

[One person from thedas. bull. LARGE. horns. not real bull. just name.] Maybe Bull was at the diner and could help? No, he was going to try and find Tommy first. Wasn't there someone else usually in the diner? Hm.

He looks to the diner, intending to take Varos' hand to lead him, only to be distracted instead by the man speaking up. [Sorry. I write. Or type. All thoughts. No voice.] And with his signing being difficult to show if one couldn't even see it, it took forever to spell out the words to have Varos figure it out. [I try find speak person. Tommy maybe.]

[no_w_here]

People with horns weren't anything unusual in Vesper. Varos hummed thoughtfully. "Noted. Is he friendly?" It would probably help to start keeping track if there were any particular people to be wary of around here.

"Nothing to be sorry about. I'm making it more difficult for you," he said, smiling wryly. "Don't worry, I'm not holding you to be responsible for me. I'm a big boy." But if Lerith insisted on finding him someone else that might be of better help, Varos wasn't going to complain, so he offered a shrug. "Like I said, you needn't go through that much trouble. If you want to leave me somewhere where I can just gather my thoughts without being in anyone's way, that will suffice perfectly for the time being."

[mutedsuspicions]

Leave him? Alone like this with no one else to help? That'd be cruel, to Lerith anyways. He couldn't imagine abandoning a new person like that. [Not burden. I promise.]

Lerith was about to take the other to the diner when he remembered something. Jon. Not Jon-in-the-library-Jon, but the thing on the device. Felwinter had shown it to him at one point.

[wait], as though Varos was going to leave him. There was the sound of little buttons being pressed sometimes fast and then slow. Then he held out the device for Varos to hold and pressed a button. Jonathan Sims' voice came from it's little speaker to dictate Lerith's message.

'The device can read my messages out loud for you. Now you can hear hwat I'm saying without me having to spell everyting out for you. This works better. A little faster, but not the best.'

[no_w_here]

There certainly couldn't be enough people like Lerith around. Varos smile was sincere then, not one of the practiced, polite ones he often employed. The direction to wait did get him to pause, and he listened- and 'watched'- as Lerith toyed with the strange little frame before he found it handed to him. He was genuinely curious as to what it was meant to do since he'd had a glimpse of the words the elf had input, but then he almost dropped the thing when it began to speak.

"Hah! Oh, that's fascinating! And a little strange since it's obviously not coming from you. How handy! Is this a computer of sorts?"

[mutedsuspicions]

The voice did sound different from Lerith, which was good since he probably didn't sound anything like the librarian. The librarian could talk after all. He reached out as if to catch it while Varos fumbled, grinning. He did have a way to talk after all! It just took a little longer to get the words out.

'i think so? we don't have something like this in my world. we have parchment, charcoal, and ink. do you want to go to the diner or the hotel?'

[no_w_here]

"It's not really common in Vesper either. I think Dogwood has more use of such things, but then they're um, a bit... particular on anything of a magical or inhuman origin," Varos admitted with a wry smirk. Not a pleasant place for D-Bees, non-humans and the like, Dogwood. He was always cautious in his dealings there, but at least he'd made some excellent connections.

"The hotel, I think. Where would that be from the fountain? Is it far?" The fountain was about the only real reference point he had so far.

[mutedsuspicions]

'you should have one in your pocket. maybe. if you have a pocket?'

The hotel was a good place to go. Lerith could at least make him comfortable up in his room until he got his bearings for the moment. Fingers worked at typing out a response.

'Fountain is just behind you to your left. Hotel is not far, though i don't know how far in numbers. i can guide you, i don't mind.' He gently reached out again to tap Varos' hand.

[no_w_here]

Varos had a good deal of pockets and pouches, none of which seemed to have the things he remembered putting in them, which was inconvenient. At the disembodied voice's prompt, he patted at his sides before slipping out the alien device with an 'ah-hah!' "Heh. That's going to be fun to figure out," he said dryly as his fingers slid over the smooth screen.

He committed what he could of the square plaza to memory, for what he could catch from Lerith's eyes- at least until they returned to the tablet to type out his next response. Varos nodded, tilting his head as he listened for the water. "The numbers would probably vary between people anyway," he said, waving his hand to forestall any potential apologies. He tucked the tablet away again, it wasn't like to do him much good at the moment anyway. Feeling Lerith's hand, he upturned it to offer the elf. A staff was beginning to sound like an ideal investment around here, if he could manage to find one somehow.