Summer Test Drive! (Calibrations edition!)

[thespaceopera]

THE SUMMER TEST DRIVE MEME
(Or Winter Test Drive for you Southern Hemisphere folks!)

Got someone you want to try out before you app? Well this is the post for it! Feel free to use anything that fits in the setting of Drift Fleet! Want to play bumper shuttles? Want to go wild in a med bay? Play around with the current plot? Have at it!

Threads from the Test-Drive may be made game "canon" but DO NOT count toward AC!

FOR NEW PLAYERS: You DO NOT NEED an invite to participate in the TEST DRIVE! If you decide to APP into the game, ONLY THEN will you need an invite from a current player!

SPECIAL NOTE!
Since June is a special month in which we'll be breaking from the usual plot to bring back the calibrations plot, the Test Drive prompts will come in two flavors!

OPTION A: Standard Test Drive
Go ahead and treat the test drive as you normally would, using past plots or fleet locations as your setting! Here's some helpful info for some ideas.

April/May's Star System

March's Star System

Game Details

SS Iskaulit

OPTION B: Build-a-Calibration
If you'd like, you can use the info given about the Calibrations plot to design your own calibration room for any characters you want! Got a character you want to explore their inner psyche but isn't in the game yet? Go ahead and try it out! It can be a fully fleshed out room, or simply just a small part of it you'd like to play with.

Alternatively for any characters that are in the game, you can use this as a chance to either iron out, brainstorm, or test run any components of your calibration before the actual plot starts! We don't recommend posting the entirety of your calibration in this meme (as you'll have nothing new to post come plot time), but this can be a good chance to test out any parts to make sure they work how you desire.

Test drives are posted SEASONALLY, so the next one will be in September!

Comments

A.

[torsion]

[ Jill is perhaps equally curious about any kind of illness, especially ones that seem unnatural; it's second nature to her at this point to question it at this point in her life. Though there's something nerve-wracking about being beneath the surface of water -- as much as there is that she can breathe like this -- it's still something of a comfort to be in new clothing that suits her and feels familiar. It's unfortunate that it reminds her less of her own wetsuit for work and more of what she'd been outfitted with against her will.

It took a while for her to get used to it, to step out of her bunk by choice when it was turned into one and to simply separate herself from it all. It was different now.

Although she could do without the flippers, she really could.

There's a lot to see and take in, so she attempts to enjoy as much of it as she can while she's afforded the chance to. It's a bit difficult for her to navigate in that it's disorienting to her, despite how she's typically able to figure out a map with ease and experience. She treats it a little more like an adventure and just comes and goes without a plan, eventually spotting someone she recalls as having seen around the Fleet though without a name to identify her by. Jill's quick to approach with a warm smile, however. ]

Hello. I've seen you around a bit, but I don't think we've been introduced formally. [ She holds out a hand, even if it seems a little weird here. ] I'm Jill. SS Heron's tactical support.

[asphodels]

[ She's seen plagues before, of course, and had borne witness to the Geostigma, but this is something entirely different. Aerith isn't entirely sure how she can help these people without the connection with the Planet that she's so used to and familiar with, but she wants to do her best. She wants to make sure she has done everything within her power to help them recover from this and grow stronger and better, to have a life, even if it means going out of her way to be a bit more of a bother than someone might have imagined from her.

She's getting used to being around people again. Being part of the Lifestream was so different to actually being a person. It's a little bit funny.

Maybe Cloud would laugh.

The sudden company doesn't seem to put her off, at least, and Aerith is quick to turn her head and offer a smile, watching the hand for a moment before she realises she ought to reach out and shake it herself - so she does. ]

I'm Aerith Gainsborough. It's nice to meet you, Jill. [ Tactical support - she doesn't have a clue. ] I'm a cook.

[torsion]

[ It's hard to know what to expect in a world like this, so vastly different from her own. Once you throw different planets into the mix, even having it be something she's familiar with like, say, a flu wouldn't necessarily mean it was the same thing. She wishes she could help in some way, but it's not the same as where she comes from. There's no monsters to slay that will provide an answer to all of this.

If there is, all they have to do is point her towards it. It'll get taken care of. ]

Likewise, Aerith. [ Firm hold, quick but not too quick to return her hand to her side. Her smile sticks around, seeping into her voice when she speaks. ] That so? I dabble, but not nearly enough to be called a cook. Don't mean to sound nosy, but does it correlate to anything you did at home? A lot of people seem to have skills that are entirely foreign to them when brought here.

[ So she's doing a little investigating, too. Only as much as Aerith is comfortable with, of course. (And to Jill's knowledge, Tactical Support seems to just mean she has a title to give people and that's all. So far.) ]

[asphodels]

[ Nothing here is anything like the world Aerith knows or the Planet she had fought so hard to protect and care for, but a part of her thinks that might be a good thing. Midgar hadn't been the most wonderful place and her knowledge of things, far wider than it had been when she was younger, is enough to let her know that perhaps this place could be good. It could be better - people not sick, not fighting for their lives - but there was hope for her if worlds like this could exist, planets flourishing without the threat of extinction.

It's a morbid thought, she supposes, but it's not as if she has to tell anyone. ]

Mm, no, not really. I spent most of my time looking after flowers, actually. [ But it doesn't seem like there's much room for gardeners in space, and it's not exactly something that correlates well to space ships. The other parts of her life... Also probably not enough to give her transferable skills.

If only Cid was here. He'd be so happy. ]

If I knew anything about space maybe they'd have let me keep it.