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SPRING TEST DRIVE MEME

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!

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Spring in Temba and Sh'Ka

Unlike last year, spring doesn't leave the He-Rows dealing with piles of pink glitter. The vast amounts of snow are still present to some degree here and there where the snow has been piled up especially high after the recent blizzard. But life has been returning to both cities with grass and flowers growing more vigorously in Temba while in Sh'Ka the especially tall trees are sprouting their leaves.

The native animals of both cities become more active again as well and especially the birbs residing around Temba's beach produce a noise that can be picked up even in certain parts of the city. Would it be wise to disturb them?

And while the weather has clearly turned warmer and the sun shows notably more presence, spring remains comparably wet. Strong showers of sudden rain are very likely to surprise an exploring He Row when they least expect them.

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 and power has been restored to be reliable. 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 proven to be home to verious harmful creatures; 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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Steve recoils back in shock, not able to believe it at first. How the fuck had both of the people who were killed ended up here? Did this mean he'd died too? Had he like been Vecna'd in the middle of the night or something and brought here?

Was this just the afterlife?

"Max? Seriously? Is she okay?!"

Eddie nods quickly, but looks a little less sure that he's supplied Steve with the happy news he thought he was, given that reaction.

"She's good. She's fine. I got her a new cassette player in case shit starts here. I've been keeping an eye on her. She's going to flip out when she finds out you're here."

Steve's surprise gives way to a smile, finally. Max is safe. Max is alive. He lets out a laugh and cards a hand through his ruined hair, overwhelmed.

"She's here. Oh my God. You...you and Max. Jesus." He scrubs both hands over his face, still smiling. "Okay, Munson. Okay. You're forgiven. But just by the skin of your teeth and with the promise you're not gonna do it again."

That smile relieves some of the tightness in Eddie's chest, and he finds himself smiling a little easier, giving Steve's shoulder a reassuring pat and ducking his head.

"I mean, I'll do my best. This shit has a way of finding me," he teases, bumping his shoulder against Steve's. "...We should get you dried off."

"Is there...towels or something around here?" He reaches up and cards his hand through his ruined hairdo and grimaces. At least there wasn't anyone to impress at the moment. Eddie had seen him looking a lot worse than just wet, after all. And something told him the place was short on eligible babes.

"I am pretty new to this place still so you could probably tell me anything. Might as well make good use of my gullibility."

It's still strange seeing Harrington all depoofed, and Eddie flashes his teeth in a teasing grin as Steve fusses with his hair.

"If we cut back to the hotel, I've got some stuff," Eddie assures, gesturing out through the rain, "Change of clothes at least. And uh...when things dry off out here I can show you the spaceships." He pointedly arches his brows, a playful look on his face, inviting Steve to guess whether he's telling the truth.

Steve goes to pick up his bat and rests it against his shoulder. "Alright. Take me to your new Munson Cave." The rain around them is still coming down but maybe a little lighter than before. Still, it is clear they are gonna get soaked all over again. Oh well.

"So, should we talk about this? How I just keep ending up wearing your clothes? If you hate my fashion, you can just say it, dude."

Super soaked. Still, Eddie tries to hold the coat up as a shelter for both of them, you know- if they sort of squeeze a little.

He gives an amused laugh. "I hate your fashion, man," he replies easily, "But you do rock my shit surprisingly well. Maybe you have a little bit of metalhead in you."

Steve moved in closer, trying to keep the water off his head as best he could. At the tease, he bumped his hip into Eddie's. "I don't know how to take that. It's a compliment and an insult all mixed into one."

He chuckles a little. "I guess your clothes are pretty cool, objectively. Leather and denim. Worse things to have in me than metalhead."

"Yeah, I'm good at those. It's what keeps me from getting knocked on my ass more often," he shares with a grin.

"Heh..." Eddie waggles his brows suggestively, invading Steve's personal space even more than he already is. Being a flirt with anything and anyone has it's advantages. It's hard to tell when he means it.

Steve realizes what he said a whole second after the wiggled eyebrows. "Oh, fuck off, Munson," he says through a giggle, pushing against his waist this time. But honestly, the closeness was keeping that water off so he isn't gonna let Eddie get far before reeling him back in with a fistful of t-shirt.

For a second Steve is quiet, smiling and glancing over at Eddie as they walk. Finally, he manages to say in a soft, quiet voice, "I really missed you, Eddie. I feel like I was just getting to know you and I liked what I was learning. And then it was over."

He laughs with a delighted grin as Steve catches on, letting himself be pushed and tugged as punishment.

"..." Eddie's steps falter slightly, glancing back to Steve and trying to keep the surprise from showing on his face. He doesn't do a great job of it, and can't stop a sad sort of smile. If only it hadn't taken this to make them actually get to know each other.

"I was digging getting to know the real you too," he mutters, "...sorry for being such an idiot all those years," he adds with a small smirk. And then, to try and offer up some false hope- "And, hey- I'm all good now, so.... It doesn't have to be over." They can pretend Eddie'll come back home with him some day, good as new.

"You're sorry? Are you kidding me?" Steve snorts a laugh through his nose. "I was the asshole being a dick to every single person who didn't fall into the most boring and stereotypical definition of 'cool'. I can't believe you think you owe me anything."

He sighs and shakes his head. He knows the hope is false just as much as Eddie does but he's not about to point it out. "Yeah. Yeah, we get another shot, right? The upside to kidnapping."

"You were. But uh...I kinda did the same in a lot of ways?" Which still isn't easy to admit. It's easier to think Harrington is some kind of fluke, rather than admit he might have been passing a whole of judgements of his own. Shit was more complicated than just black and white. Which is annoying, but probably a good lesson. "...easier to push people away before they can reject you or whatever?" Ugh, that sounds so...'shrink-y'.

"Right? Not traumatic at all," he teases gently.

"Robin tried to explain this whole thing about...punching? Like punching up or down? I didn't really pay close attention but I got the general idea. Like, if someone is shorter than you and you need to punch down...that's...worse?"

Maybe he paid less attention than he thought.

"Whatever. We were young...er. And we're smarter now. So, all in the past, right? We can let that high school shit go."

"..." Eddie gets to practice the blank stare he's picked up from Steve, head turning as he wonders what Buckley had actually said and how badly Steve's managed to mangle it.

He cracks a wistful smirk at that. "I still haven't graduated, so..." he notes, as though that gives him free range to hold onto whatever stupid shit he wants. There's a twinge of regret behind the grin though He's never going to get that stupid diploma, after putting up with three fucking years in that place.

Steve hates that Eddie is missing that important milestone. If anyone deserves to finally walk across that stage, it's him. But, the way it looks now, that's simply never gonna happen. Unless...

"What did you have left before you graduated? A...history test or something? How about we just make you some sort of final to make up for it? I'm sure we can write up a diploma here for you to put on your wall. And then you too can be qualified for a dead-end job at a video store!"

"Mm, Ms. O’Donnell’s," Eddie confirms, nose scrunching. She had it out for him, he swears, but he just needed to not blow the final and she'd have been forced to pass him this time.

He considers Steve's idea with a small smile. It's not the same, obviously, but hell- it'd mean more than getting one from Principal Higgins.

"Folks'd be so proud," he jokes, but he can't help but grin, "...that'd be all right. I could be into that."

Steve grins, pleased at coming up with a good idea. "The only problem is that I am gonna need to poll the audience around here for a good history test. I don't think I remember a damn thing except that Columbus sailed the ocean blue in...uh..." He knew it ended with two. How was this supposed to be an effective memory trick? It could be anything!

"1352?"

He laughs, "Might have some trouble with that. There's people from all sort of times and places...whole different versions of Earth. There's a guy here who who's fought dragons."

"Mm...sounds right?" Eddie replies uncertainly. There's a reason this is his third try at this damn course. That and- "Columbus is a fucking dick though, so who cares? I wrote a paper about it last year and O'Donnell fucking failed me."

"Too bad your guitar isn't here to help him, huh?" In the aftermath of Eddie's death, Steve had learned more about him from Wayne sharing his stuff with the kids. He'd seen the guitar that slays dragons and the other pieces that made up Eddie's colorful life. Seeing him here, alive, it almost makes Steve feel awkward. Like he'd been intruding.

It's a weird thought and it's been a weird enough day as it is. He lets it go for now.

"Wait. He was? But he has the whole holiday. Are you sure?"

"Wh-?" Eddie slows to give Steve a quizzical look. Either Steve had managed to hold onto that detail in the midst of all the other hell going on in that trailer or... He abruptly looks away, seeming to understand, not sure how exactly to interpret the mixed feelings that over take him. "...Right," he gives a belated laugh, "You saw that..."

"Oh my god, YES. SUCH a DICK," Eddie confirms passionately, and he shows he can manage well enough with history so long as it's something he's interested in, ranting about the man the rest of the way back to the hotel without even realizing.

It is quite possibly the only lecture on history Steve has ever paid attention to completely. Eddie just has a way of making the story come to life. It's not a musty old series of facts to memorize and boring progressions in time. No, Steve listens and it's like he's there. He's on the ships that Columbus fucked up the navigation on and crashed into inhabited land. He's standing in horror as he watches the carnage Columbus wrought to those people. The fucking horrors of enslavement and massacre of those trying to stand up to him.

"Jesus fucking Christ. Why do we have a holiday for him at all?!"

Steve, horrified, is following Eddie like he is a Pied Piper. "What the fuck? And how could she have failed you when you know that much about this? Your whole thing there proves you know what you're talking about. What was her problem?"

"Right???" Eddie finally takes a breath, and laughs a little, glad to have someone actually listen enthusiastically and not just tune him out.

He sighs and rolls his eyes with a shrug, "I was supposed to write about his ~ positive~ contributions. Pretty sure she said it was 'Un-American'."

"This is it-" he adds, gesturing to the building and shaking off his coat as they head inside. "My rooms just up here."

"She was pretty awful for me too," he agrees finally, shaking his arms off and ruffling his hair just to get some of the excess water out. "I don't think she ever failed me but that was because I was on the basketball team and she'd probably get her tenure revoked if she failed jocks..."

Which wasn't fair at all. The idea that he only passed because of that and Eddie failed for the same work is pretty shitty. But nothing he can do about it now.

Steve looks up at the building and nods. "Sure." He follows behind, shivering a little now that he's out of the rain and is starting to dry. "Can't wait to see what you've done with the place."

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Smooth, Munson

The smoothest~

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