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

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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Comments

[myownprice]

Weird name for a planet, Boba thinks. That's like calling Kamino 'Water' or Tatooine 'Sand.' Still, he doesn't criticize as he follows the man into the diner.

He feels a shiver go through him as he steps inside. Not so long ago, he'd been in similar circumstances; someone on Coruscant had lured him into their bar with promises of food and drink—and then they'd tried to collect a Republic bounty on his head. Beneath his helmet, Boba casts a sidelong glance as his current benefactor. At least if they're all stuck here, Boba can be reasonably sure he doesn't have anyone to collect a bounty from. Still, when he looks around the place, it's with an eye for exit routes—and potentially improvised weapons.

"You haven't told me your name yet," he points out quietly to the stranger at his side.

[doubled_speed]

No. Because there are a lot of words for 'earth'. Isn't that enough?

"I'm Tommy. I sorta own the diner here, though a lot of people help out now."

[myownprice]

For an isolated alien planet, it's a pretty familiar place. It looks like any diner you'd find on Coruscant or elsewhere, albeit the mismatching tables and chairs give it a somewhat improvised look. Boba wonders how much of it was built by the Agrii and how much by the people they'd kidnapped.

One thing's for certain: it smells like food. Boba's stomach growls and his expression grows embarrassed beneath his father's helmet. Some bounty hunter he is; he can't even afford his own meals.

"What's the currency like here?" Boba asks. It's a round-about way of getting to the actual point: he doesn't have anything to pay Tommy back for the food.

[doubled_speed]

All of it was built up by residents. An Imperial agent actually, who worked for Thrawn. But Tommy had been trying to keep it functional, both when he had help and not. But the standing belief was that the Agrii hadn't built much here at all.

"There's no currency," he says, putting the tray of food on the nearest table. "When people can, we encourage them to help with meal prep, or cleaning, or harvesting under the guidance of someone with agriculture. Or, if you can hunt but you probably can't at your age, Mando or no, bringing in meat or fish."

[myownprice]

Boba follows him over to the table. He's relieved to hear he doesn't need any money. He supposes it would be difficult to have functional currency in a place like this, cut off from any government or laws. The exchange of food for labor sounds fair enough to him.

"I can fish," Boba says. "And hunt."

He's got more experience with the former, Kamino having been an ocean planet. But he was raised to be a hunter—even if a hunter of people rather than animals. He thinks at least some of those skills must be transferable.

For now: food. He's already forgotten Tommy's strange offer of setting up a screen earlier, and doesn't hesitate to remove his helmet. The face beneath is young—not even in his teens—soft features in striking contrast to the hard lines of the Mandalorian battle helmet that had concealed them moments earlier.

Immediately, he begins to tuck into the still-warm soup, obviously hungry. "Thanks," he says between mouthfuls.

[doubled_speed]

"Can you now?" Tommy said. Interesting. He might have to see that. But for now...

"We need fish more than meat right now," he says for now, because that's slightly safer around here.

Still, he's trying to deal with that young face. Such a kid. Damn, that's so hard to believe.

"Eat as much as you want."