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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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I. Exploring

[It is a great deal for Daenerys to take in. After Meereen and the Red Waste, this world, these locations, left her dizzy and out of place. It had been a long while since Dany felt like a lost princess, but being surrounded by unfamiliar technology and in a new world, she felt small and uncertain again. She had glanced at the space ships, but steered away, looking for anything that might be familiar and give her some idea of what this world was exactly.

She had never been one for plants and herbs, but the greenhouse at least was the closest thing to home that she could find so far. The farm as well, though it was the horses she was drawn to, instinctively searching for her Silver among them, but knowing she wouldn't be here.

Finally, she lingered in the Hospital, imagining if there was anywhere that might give her some information, it would be a place of healing. Regardless where she was, she would ask the same question:]

What do you call this world?

II. Network: un: stormborn

[There's the sound of fumbling before the sound turns on, unbeknownst to the holder. Muttering can be heard:]

Blast this thing. How does it turn on?

Really? They expect me to use this.

I am of half of mind to throw it at the wall.

III. Wildcard

[Choose your own adventure!]

Edited 2020-05-08 22:53 (UTC)

[ The hospital still has a long way to go to be remotely functional, but the emergency area has made some good improvements from being a ruin.

So as she lingers there, Daenerys even gets to meet half of the entire hospital staff: Jon. Looking as tired as always and emerging from one of the rooms with a sigh and his hand reaching for the pocket of his pants, intentions clear enough for everyone that knows he keeps his lighter in there.

But apparently that little break has to wait. He stops short upon noticing the visitor and he just looks at her in surprise for a few moments before actually registering her question. ]

Ah..... A-Agra 10. I mean....

[ And he will take a moment to focus, minding his phrasing to avoid any potentially compelling questions. ]

I suppose you are- You just arrived. I- I'm Jon. If I can help you with anything, please let me know.

You run this place?

[The hospital seemed to be barely standing, a worrying fact to her, given that those in need of treatment shouldn't have to worry about dilapidation. There didn't seem to be anyone else around, as far as she could tell. No sick and hardly any staff. Without knowing much about this world, it was hard to consider what might be the cause and how this might be remedied.

The fact that Jon looked so tired had Daenerys smiling at him in sympathy and thanks. Kindness at all was a great gesture.]

I am a new arrival, I suppose. I was trying to find my bearings and take in...everything, but it is a bit overwhelming.

My name is Daenerys.

Oh, I... I don't run it. I just... I help the person who does.

[ Though Altair may hardly need his help. But that is beside the point. Jon gives a nod at her name, then offers a small smile. ]

It most certainly is a lot. And I can only say that you might well take your time to get used to the city. Very little happens here aside from the ruins slowly degrading further.

I can offer you some tea, though.

I see. Do you have a large staff?

[She thinks she knows the answer already, but asks regardless, truly curious how this place was run.]

Is it impossible to repair the ruins? [It reminded her of Vaes Tolorro, her city of bones. There was at least more life here, enough that there was no question of survival. No one was panicking about food or water...at least from what she had seen, which was very little.] Have these ruins been occupied for long?

Thank you, I would like that.

It's just Altair and me at the moment.

[ Yes, that's a little shrug and Jon moves to step behind the nearby counter to fetch a clean cup and fill it with some tea from a vacuum flask also kept back there. Obviously there isn't much happening even in the hospital when the reception area is primarily being used to store tea supplies.

While he fills the cup, Jon keeps talking. ]

Yes, that's only two, but the current population of this place is less than thirty people. Some aren't human, others don't require medical attention at all. For the most part we clean this place up and work on restoring its functionality.

[ Because a working hospital is something they might need at some point. Though Jon already knows that he will eventually drift fully over to the library. Filling those empty shelves...

He hands the cup over with a short nod. ]

And it would be about half a year - If... Years are a measurement of time you are familiar with. As for repairing the ruins... [ An exhale. And a shrug. ] Might depend? The damage isn't the same everywhere. Some are reduced to piles of rubble, others... Mostly intact.

[She watched him as he prepared the tea, unaware if this was how it was normally made or not. This would be her first time trying such things. The vacuum flask held her attention, so different from what she had seen before. She knew flasks, but this was strange looking.]

That's fortunate at least. [It meant that they weren't overworked and didn't have time to keep this place in working order. After the outbreak of the Grey Mare in Meereen, she had seen what happened when healers were overworked and accommodations for the sick were stretched thin.] Would a fresh pair of hands help at all? I don't know a great deal about healing, but I can learn quickly.

[Even if it was simply cleaning or just straightening things, it might be better to have three people rather than two.]

How long have you been here?

[ Vacuum flasks are great and Jon is very glad to have found one during their Risa vacation. Though he probably should have looked for a water heater as well. One of those would have made his life a lot easier. But, alas. ]

Me? Oh. About two months now, I suppose. There are plenty around that have been here longer than me. As for helping with the hospital...

[ He trails off for a moment, casting a look around before simply nodding. ]

It certainly would be appreciated. I also have the library not far from here I am working to restore and come over here when I have the time - Or when I'm actually being needed. One person can't run an entire hospital after all. Those empty shelves are more forgiving in many ways.

There is a library? [That elicits some surprise from her. Given the ruins, a library seems almost impossible. Though, if a place of healing could exist here, perhaps it wasn't so strange to have an archive. Now that her life would change drastically, she could at least have time to learn the things she hadn't been able to as a girl.] I imagine it is less demanding work as well. An injured book is far different than a wounded person.

[Two months. It may not seem long to him, but for her, it seemed unthinkable someone could be here and no return home.]

How is it we're brought here?

[ He actually gives a little chuckle at that. ]

We have a library, yes. It contains exactly one book.

[ And a certain Exo has used it to write his story between the actual story. ]

I am working on recordings of... Well. Hopefully some more personal accounts. To teach the Agrii about us so we may hopefully learn about them in return.

[ Their understanding of basic English and grammar is atrocious, sorry. ]

And I'm sorry, but that... That's not an answer I have. As I said, there is a lot we still need to figure out.

The Data Point by the fountain is still one of our main sources of information. I assume you have seen, possibly even touched it already.

One book? What book is it?

[Given that she hadn't expected any books here, she shouldn't feel surprised at the number, still it seemed much to small if a library existed. Given her life though and the scarcity of so much, one book would have been a treasure to her.]

Who are the Argii?

[It was a noble effort, but any that could benefit them mutually would be.]

I...I haven't. I haven't touched anything that I didn't understand. Ruins, I am familiar with. A data point? I have never heard of it before.

It's a copy of the Treasure Planet novel. Mostly defaced. And the Agrii are the ones that brought us here. The data point is... Well. It's a big, floating sphere near the fountain. If you touch it, it will give you all the basic information for this place.

[ He won't mention that it will literally dump all of those right into her head, should she decide to seek it out. ]

There are others around to teach you various skills. This hospital, for example, houses the data point for the medical specialization. Mostly teaching you how to use some of the equipment here in the hospital.

[ Of which a lot is broken down and useless by now. ]

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song_of_fire - 2020-05-26 13:46 (UTC) - Expand

[She doesn't have the agriculture data point, but Vision and Tommy and Sansa have taught her well enough what needs to be done. It helps that she can haul things around with her powers and Daenerys stumbles upon her conducting a strange procession of buckets being filled with water and then levitating to water some outlandish-looking crops.

She half-turns - she can't quite pull her focus completely away with all these things in the air.]

They call the planet Agra-10 and the city Temba.

[The woman is striking, resembling the Red Priests that she occasionally saw in Meereen. It was a small glimmer of home, even if it was entirely out of reach for her. A reminder was better than forgetting entirely.

Agra-10. Temba. They were foreign words to her.]

How can I be on another planet?

( Daenerys Targaryen. Sansa is well aware of the destruction the Dragon Queen had caused across the whole of the Seven Kingdoms but she's also sympathetic to the plight of coming to a place so different from her own home and trying to figure out things like the Network. Would it be so dangerous here for Daenerys? Sansa is Queen in the North, yes, and that is treason but there is no North. There's no Iron Throne. There's no dragons and there's nothing to be fought over.

She wrestles with responding for a moment and then realizes that she must, if only because others were kind to her when she arrived. )

It becomes useful in time, Daenerys. It seems stupid, I know, but it lets you talk to people who aren't in the room and lets you see their faces. You cannot know a person's true intent in a raven, after all. Only in their face and their speech, yes?

You know me? [The voice was unfamiliar to her. The woman's accent sounded similar to Jorah's, but that meant little where apparently accents could be similar across a number of worlds. It was slightly unsettling, even as she felt sharp relief that she wasn't alone. She should keep in mind the various assassination attempts that Viserys had spoken of, as well as the ones that happened after she became Khaleesi, but it seemed unlikely that such things would happen here.

And she knew it was foolish to trust no one, especially in a foreign place.]

How can I see others without being present?

( Addressing this is going to have to be delicate. She doesn't know when Daenerys is from but it is clearly from before she'd come to Winterfell, if she doesn't recognize her. Hmm. Sansa thinks she'll just have to be very, very careful. )

I am Sansa Stark, Queen in the North. I know you but it seems like you haven't met me yet. This place...does that from time to time. As to how you can see others over this? It's magic. They call it technology and science here but as you and I know it, it's magic. It's beyond even what the Old Valyrians could do, I imagine.

[That doesn't sound right. She knew that the North declared independence and it was Robb Stark that named himself king. That was the last she truly heard about the matter, a war so far from the shores of Essos. Sansa Stark though is a stranger to her and a name she never heard before. Was she Robb's heir? What exactly happened to Robb Stark?

The image of a wolf headed corpse in the House of the Undying flashes in her mind before disappearing.

There were other things to focus on, the matter of thrones and crowns better to be pushed aside for now.]

Magic. I have seen enough of it in my life, but it was never as strong or as powerful as this.

I'm not sure how it works, to be quite honest. I've just had to accept that it does and get used to the way things are here. You, at least, are lucky. You have someone from Westeros to help you. Tyrion didn't when he came and he had to figure it out all on his own.

( Sansa, too, had an easier time because of Tyrion's knowledge of the Fleet. It had prepared them both for being here in Temba. Now Daenerys was coming here to a land she's never seen before and Sansa and Tyrion have the advantage of her. She's professed to not even know her so clearly this isn't the Daenerys hell bent on destroying the world she intended to save. )

We'll help you. You're one of us, after all.

[She had met others from Westeros before, but Ser Barristan and known her brother and father personally. He watched her and took the time to learn of her. Jorah- no, she didn't want to think about him. Quentyn had simply spoken of an arrangement their families had made long ago, but his proposal was never about her as a woman.

This, perhaps, was the first that someone was offering her kindness without desiring something in return. So many others had hosted and helped her brother, but only for his title of king and the potential of power. Illyrio had sold her for profit, Viserys for an army.

She had helped herself all of her life, now there was someone offering to be kind to her, a stranger. It was overwhelming.]

Forgive me...I wasn't well before arriving. Is there something I can drink? Water or wine perhaps? My head is spinning.

I can get you water, absolutely. Here, tell me where you are and I will come to you? It'll be easier to do all of this in person anyway. I'll have my son with me but I've gotten good at doing two things at once.

( Sansa tries to put herself in the place of Daenerys, coming to somewhere so strange and feeling ill atop of it. It's not something she would want and she thinks that no matter what her own experience with Daenerys had been before, she does owe this one her kindness. )

[It took a moment for her to understand exactly where she was, but Sansa seemed more familiar with this place. Without names, she could only provide a detailed description and hope that was enough for the woman to find.]

Your son? You have a son here?

I do. James is not even a moon's turn, though, so I'm afraid he has to come everywhere with me. I think I know where you are based on what I can see. Stay on the comm with me and I'll find you.

(Sansa makes a point of bringing fresh water and a bit of bread along with her, in case Daenerys wants to try and eat something. It doesn't take her long to get to where she's going and she's rewarded by silvery-hair being caught by the wind. )

Daenerys? It's Sansa. I brought you some water and a bit of bread. James too, but he'll sleep. The wolf is Lady. Don't let her beggar you for crumbs. She knows better.

( She's grateful she's figured out how to make the carrying sling for him or otherwise she'd be stuck at home. )

[That a child could be born here was a surprise. It seemed quiet here, but people could be pulled from various worlds and times. Couldn't that mean that they could be sent back as well? She had to hold to that hope, knowing that there were so many others who were waiting for her in Meereen. Drogon, her people, her friends, she needed to go back to them.

There was another part of her as well that felt a pang of regret and envy. It seemed so long ago since she carried Rhaego and felt him move in her belly. A future without that made seeing other children a bit difficult, as though she were swallowing a morsel of food wrong. Regret never rested well, not on the heart, not in the stomach and not in the throat.]

She is a large wolf. [She accepted the water, drinking it nearly empty. After the berries and wandering the sea, she was parched.] She isn't a normal wolf, is she?

( Sansa shakes her head. Lady is far from a normal wolf, both in size and demeanor. She's a direwolf with all the power that entails but all the manners of a proper lady - her pestering of certain people for treats aside. )

She's a direwolf. I don't know how much you know of House Stark, but our sigil is a direwolf the same as yours is a dragon. They're very important to us and Lady is...something this place gave me when she was taken from me far too soon.

Are you feeling all right? Do you need food or anything before we go back to my home?

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