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Spring Test Drive Meme!

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:

- Explore the city! There's a map here 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. The hotel seems to be the most crowded, but you might want into what appears to be an abandoned storefront and find someone else scavenging or even sleeping.

- There are spaceships! That's right, there are currently several small spaceships grounded in the hangar. They appear to have power, but only one ship will let you enter. (For test drive purposes, the ship that will let you enter is up to you, so just pick whichever name appeals, and go for it!) The other ships won't open for you, but it might be worth poking around the one that will...

- Do you hear a storm? A giant, power-altering storm has been ravaging part of the planet for a month. It shows 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? More information can be found here.

- Can you hear me now? 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.

- 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...

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There hadn't been a single visitor that Tony had noticed near the forge since he had started clearing it out, and he had gotten comfortably used to moving around the area unimpeded and carelessly. If he expected anyone to intrude on his work, it definitely wasn't to have someone approach this untouched territory from the forest.

The black water hit the ground around the stranger's feet and splashed up the hem of his robes before Tony realized those were feet and was snatching the bucket back, trying to catch what was left in it before he dumped the whole thing. Not only had he botched this greeting, Tony realized when he stumbled back with the bucket clutched apologetically to his chest like he had to hold the thing back from further attack, peering down his nose through the sunglasses perched there then dropping his chin to squint over the frames at this new face, Tony was despicably underdressed. He took a quick glance up and down the grassy hill to make sure he wasn't the only one that had missed the occasion, then said, "Sorry, you must have looked thirsty."

Well that certainly had been unexpected. Wen Ning looked at his now soaked robes in annoyance. Mainly because these were the only set of clothing he had with him at the time. He also knew his sister would not be happy that he not only tore his robes purposely, but now they were soaked.

Yet....this sort of thing happened a lot among his clan. People like to do pranks like this to insult him and he simply kept his head down and took it. It was best to not draw attention and start something back at home. Even if his higher rank would have gotten them in trouble. The fact that he was often ill and didn't seem to contribute much to the clan made him a simple target.

This had been purely an accident, Wen Ning could tell. He had moved to go pick up the bucket, but saw the other had retrieved it first.

"No apologies necessary Young Master. I did not mean to intrude on your work. I should apologize instead," Wen Ning replied as he in turn gave an apologetic bow.

Young master? That would have been curious enough without the bow, which was about the point Tony's eyebrows couldn't climb any further up and he had to blush instead. That had really thrown him off his game. He cleared his throat, obviously faulty after not talking for ten whole seconds, and abruptly turned to toss the offending bucket, water and all, away back the way he had come so he could push the glasses back up his nose and plant his hands on his hips. "Please," he finally insisted, one hand already escaping to wave away this effacing display, "what is this? You didn't do anything. You're making me feel worse. Is it ruined?" Just because Tony was clearly not being easy on his clothes, didn't mean there were a lot to go around here. This outfit had not been in town for long enough for Tony to already be the cause of its destruction, it deserved at least a few more days before it started looking as decrepit as everything else.

The other man's reaction was something he wasn't used to seeing. He seemed more embarrassed when wanting to further insult him. Wen Ning straightened up and shook his head no in answer to the other man's statement.

"No, they aren't ruined. I needed cloth for a bag so I used part of the robes for it. The water is nothing....I've traveled through worse collecting herbs." he carefully explained.

He kept his head low not wanting to make eye contact with the other, unsure of how to handle the other. He was nothing like anyone from his clan or the other clans.

"You need...is that what you were doing?" Tony asked, pointing back to the tangle of woods that he had been avoiding since arriving here. That was no place for someone who didn't like bugs. Or strange animals. Or weird plants. Most of the outdoors, really. "Do you know what any of that stuff is?" Had this guy come from the forest? Had none of them traveled out of the city far enough to find that there was a whole civilization out there that they were just ignoring? A civilization that was really wigging Tony out by not making eye contact, only ensuring that he felt terrible about the robes despite what he was told. The offense had to be deep. They could work on it, because it would be useful to have someone who could identify any of the wild plants.

"I just recently arrived here. While I may not understand fully what these plants can do I rely on my knowledge from home to make comparisons and found it to be pretty accurate. From time to time I did find something that was from home here, which was pleasant." Wen Ning confidently replied, happy to talk about plants and herbs.

He even finally made eye contact with Tony, believing the other not to be of danger. He wasn't offended by the wet robes as believed, he was just more cautious.

That was a quickly burst bubble and Tony's shoulders dropped, disappointed, but it wasn't all bad. New blood, and they knew their plants, maybe there could be an art to the process of discovery instead of waiting for Tommy to poison himself on the wrong experiment. "Tony Stark," he offered, brightening as the herbalist finally raised his gaze and bouncing closer to offer a hand. "Come on in, show me what we're working with, tell me which ones are going to give me a rash because, between you and me, I've got a couple that I'm hoping I can blame on a leaf. Watch your step," he instructed, waving back to the forge and the puddle from the dripping bucket.

He followed Tony inside, being careful not to trip and curiously glanced around.

"Wen Ning...." He replied as he gave a brief bow as he introduced himself. He stared at Tony's hand in confusion unsure of what he was supposed to do. He chose to mimic him by holding out his hand.

Close enough. There was a pregnant pause while they both considered each other's proffered hands before Tony took Wen Ning's wrist to draw him into a proper handshake, just a squeeze in both of Tony's hands. As long as they were sharing, it was only fair that he offered a small bow, too, as he stepped back, smiling sardonically and keeping his gaze on Wen Ning, so all bases were covered. Great, not clumsy at all.

The forge as a stone column, several stories high but oppressively dark by only a few feet above their heads, making the massive space feel intimately small. The two bright points in the echoing hall were the crackling fire, ember low but rolling a thick heat across the floor, and the array of lighting above the workbench that Tony led them toward with another gesture to keep following, it was fine, nothing in here was as breakable as it looked, probably. He could handle it, anyway, and carelessly shoved his work aside to make room on the table, unconcerned at the sound of glass hitting the floor.

There had been some tension when Tony reached up to grab his hand to show him the handshake, but Wen Ning didn't stop and allowed him to show what it was. The physical contact had caught him off guard.

His curiosity got the best of him as he took to exploring the forge as Tony lead the way. Wen Ning was curious about the lightening above the workbench. Were there candles in there? He moved to get a closer look to realize there were no candles. Magic perhaps? The light wasn't from the fire or the windows.

"Where are the candles coming from the to create your light source?" He asked.

He was then distracted by the sound of shattered glass and went to go see if he could help. Broken glass was never a good thing.

"What...?" Tony started to ask at that question, only to snap a little too sharply, "Hey!" It wasn't clear to Tony if Wen Ning knew he was actively walking into broken glass for his own personal pleasure, or just scoping out the light source, but the scheduled entertainment for the day did not include extracting shards from anybody. He skipped around the table to take Wen Ning by the sleeve and direct him back to where Tony had intended, in the pool of light at the surface of the workbench. "What did I say? Watch your step. Don't worry about that, I'll take care of it, not a problem. Where are you from?" It was a long shot, but Tony hoped he could at least recognize the name of a planet or species if he was lucky. One of the people that showed up here had to eventually be a Kree or something-- Tony couldn't think of any species known to them that didn't know what a lamp was, but the cultural exchange hadn't been thorough.

Wen Ning quickly pulled back from attempting to clean up the mess. His outburst over his well being reminded him of his sister. She would have done the same thing. He wasn't thinking but merely reacting.

"China. I'm from the Quishan Wen Sect and live in the Nightless City." he replied careful with his wording wanting to be specific as possible. It seemed to matter a lot to Tony.

Well. That was definitely a familiar planet. Tony hadn't come around to getting used to asking when anyone was from, and was starting to think that was a well overdue lesson-- the costume should have been a hint. While China was something Tony could work with, he was pretty sure the specifics weren't anything he could place on a map back home, at least not anymore. How far back that put Wen Ning was a mystery. "America. United States, New York City," Tony offered in return, with a pessimistic quirk of a brow, asking if that was a place Wen Ning knew anything about. "City that never sleeps." At least they had something in common.

"Then you must be from across the sea....I have heard there were other lands, but never ventured that far," Wen Ning replied somewhat awed by the fact they were from the same world but different parts of it.

He wondered if they have various cultivator secs there too. It also explained why Tony looked so different from his own people.

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