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SEPTEMBER TEST DRIVE

THE FALL TEST DRIVE MEME
(Or Spring 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!

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

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reposting from here because i done goofed and put it in the wrong spot oops

Shopping

Maggie had been in places like this before. Once the memories of the Goldstone and her crew had come back to her, everything fell into place. She stopped to look at the ornate looking weapons, weighing a knife in her hand before setting it down again. She didn't want the temptation to snatch it up, as old habits died hard, to get her unwanted attention. For now, she keeps her hands in her pockets, drifting from display to display and then store to store.

Stopping for food, Maggie finds a particularly colorful and unrecognizable fruit. Passing some currency the shopkeep's way, she walks off with it in no time and takes a bite as she does. It was strange having the memories of being with child and none of the physical needs that came with it anymore. The Atroma had saw fit to rid her of any signs of life growing inside her yet again.

"Wonder who else is here..." she mumbles to herself, searching people's faces as they passed looking for anyone familiar - a child with a thousand watt smile and dark hair, a taller boy with a disfigured face covered by bandages and a girl at his side. She wondered if Takashi, Carl, and Enid were still in the fleet - who else had gone like her? She didn't have the chance to know upon her return.

Recreation
After a day of exploring everything from the hiking trails to the food stalls, Maggie found herself seated outside as the stars splashed across the sky above. It had been a long time since she'd actually stopped to enjoy it. She couldn't remember the last time that had been. Everything felt twisted up inside after Glenn had died and it made it worse when she'd woken up in the fleet remembering it.

Sighing, Maggie pushes the thought down, wiping at her eyes that suddenly felt raw and ready to tear up. She needed to make the most of this, she knew. Gather supplies, maps, and whatever else her ship would need. All she could do was sit and watch the stars.

[ooc: Feel free to recognize Maggie if you're some of her old cr from last time I was here OR if you're not old cr we can hash out some new cr either during a hiking exploration or browsing the food stalls or stargazing!]

Closed to Snow

Maggie perks up at the mention of the Red Fish. If Carl was still here, was he still aboard the Red Fish? She needed to find him and the best way to do that was one of his crewmates. It was enough time for him to pay for the knife.

"Wha- you didn't have to do that." Well, it was a good thing someone did, at least. She didn't have her money left over from her last visit here. Her funds were somewhat empty at the moment. But back to her original thought - "You said you're a Security Officer for the Red Fish. Is there a boy named Carl Grimes on that ship?"

She needed to know, to find him.

Closed to Enid

Losing Glenn had been the worst thing to happen to her since Beth, since her father had died. She remembered that day with perfect clarity, the dizzying pain that had erupted throughout her body, dropping her to her knees in front of a terrified Enid. She remembered the ride in the camper, the road being blocked off, and then finally night coming over them in the worst way possible. Abraham and Glenn died before their eyes and all she could do was sob and stand there and will her body to move, to prepare for the war she would bring to Negan and men of his ilk.

"I'm back," she spoke finally, hugging Enid with all her strength. Her voice sounded froggy, choked up by emotion. She was tired of losing people. She was tired of being helpless to stop it. But now she had Enid to look after and damned if she'd be separated from her again, even if in her mind she hadn't been recently. Finally, she pulls back to get a look at her and Glenn's would be daughter, running her fingers through the girl's long hair as she looks her over to reaffirm in her mind that she's real and that she's safe and sound.

"How long was I gone?"

The change in her attitude is telling. And he's glad that he's able to get the vendor to stop giving her dirty looks now that he's paid for her new toy.

"Let's just say I wanted to help out a new friend." Because he's that kind of guy. Always has been. "Yeah, Carl's still there, if you're talking about the kid with the eyepatch. Taking you're not exactly brand new here then?"

Because Carl wasn't exactly the absolute most social sort of person. Not that Snow has room to talk.

"Well.. thanks." She pockets the knife, waving with a tight lipped smile to the merchant who had been giving her dirty looks. The smile grows wider for Snow when he describes Carl and she nods.

"Yeah, that's him. Carl and I are from the same place and - to answer your question - no, I'm not new. I don't know how long I've been gone but I used to be the First Mate of the Goldstone before I left. Do you know if any of the rest of that crew returned either?" She was interested to know how everyone was and whether Takeshi was holding his own as he always tried to do. He tried so hard to prove himself capable despite his age. Not many could take a child seriously but he'd impressed her and made her want to protect him and support him.

Snow manages a grimace at her question, more out of the fact that he's been an antisocial asshole than anything else.

"'Fraid I don't know anyone on that ship. Just the Red Fish and Blue Fish. Still trying to get my bearings."

Maggie shrugs, then tucks the knife into her belt. She understood completely. Even if she'd been somewhat a leader on the Goldstone, she hadn't known everyone on the ship and she hadn't really known anyone on Carl's ship either.

"It's fine. I was just curious. I'm sure someone else can tell me, or I find someone from the ship and they tell me." While they're on the subject of knowing people in the fleet, she can't help but stop and size him up a bit. "I can see why you're a security officer though - bulky an' all that. You look like you could handle yourself just fine."

And she'd found that somewhat rare in the fleet, but there were rare exceptions of people who had far too much experience fighting for their lives. One might find it peculiar that she would even think that way - that fighting for her life was a thought that even crossed her mind in the midst of their deep space adventures. She had far too much lif eexperience in such things that it came second nature to her by now.

"I've been here a few months."

He just hates people, evidently. Nah, that's the reason. He just hates himself. Yes, that's what it is.

"And I suppose the Atroma thought it would be better suited to make me security instead of cheer captain. I think I'd fail that spectacularly."

Sadly, that didn't used to be the case...

So... How mean do you want to be? I'm willing to go either way of Maggie picking up on voice twin stuff. I leave it up to you.

Oh man... As soon as I saw you tagged this i was like *screams* because I am absolutely familiar with Voltron and that Steven voices Keith. I think this would be fantastic because Maggie would definitely hear his voice and be like "!!!" but seeing that it's not Glenn she'd be slightly bummed but still be friendly. She'd probably chalk it up to just missing him like crazy but still like "huh his voice does sound similar". Keith is fantastic cr too because *Keith* I mean... he's on of my favorites on the show so I'm a bit biased.

Aw, yay! It's a fun show, definitely. I'll write up a start first thing tomorrow. I had a crazy weekend and am about to head off to sleep.

I look forward to it :D

Keith was out looking for... something. He wasn't exactly sure what, but he knew Lance was probably going to get him a gift for Christmas, so he should probably be prepared. He wasn't in the least, but he could try, right? He was terrible at buying gifts.

Actually... he really kind of wanted to get the whole team gifts, but had no clue where to even start. He was staring rather blankly at a display rack when he heard someone mumbling behind him. The voice sounded familiar... like someone he had heard on the network before he and all of Team Voltron had gone missing for a week. Well, apparently Hunk had remained, which was odd, but they still all seemed to have the same new memories.

He turned, watching the woman for a moment. She had to be with the Fleet.

"Who were you looking for?" he asked. Sure, Keith... just butt into her thoughts like that. Why not?

Maggie had been so lost in thought, picking through various wares that she nearly had a heart attack upon hearing what she thought was Glenn's voice. She hadn't dared hope, despite hearing things in the fleet about people who could come here and effectively escape death. But it wasn't Glenn. It would probably never be Glenn. She should have learned her lessons, after hallucinating Beth around every corner for weeks until it drove her to try and dig her augment out of her neck.

"I was... looking for anyone familiar, I guess." She still stares at him, not quite sure she'd heard his voice correctly. It wasn't abnormal she might imagine someone to be Glenn, having so recently lost him. Still, this was a kid and he looked nothing like him.

Keith gave her a curious look.

"Well, were you here before?" he asked. "Or do you mean someone from home specifically?"

Why was she staring at him like that? It was almost the same look that Rick had given him in the gym...

"I was, for a while, actually. I was the first mate on the Goldstone." she crosses her arms, still sizing him up and feeling a pit in her stomach. His voice sounded similar but not the same. Was that even possible? Perhaps she was just missing Glenn.

"What ship are you on?" Better to start with easy questions, get to know the kid a bit. He didn't seem to be bad at all.

Keith nodded at that. The Goldstone, huh...

"I'm on the Huntress," he said. "I'm the pilot. Been here a few months now, I guess." He looked thoughtful, and then sighed. "A few of us from home are here." All of Voltron...

"A pilot, huh. I was one of the Lab Officers when I was here before. Now I'm not so sure where I'll fit in. Probably been gone too long." Though really, would Takeshi ever turn her away? Highly doubtful. The boy had a heart of gold that was large enough to fit the entirety of the world in it. She was absolutely proud of him and also a bit sad because of how much he reminded her of Glenn. It seemed everywhere she turned reminded her of her husband in one way or another.

"That's good. It's good to have familiar faces here. Makes it less lonely if you end up here a while. I saw a few come and go from home. I think someone must still be here - dunno if you'd know him or not." Carl kept to himself, just as she did. For her at least, it was hard to get close to people when you expected them to disappear. Yet Takeshi she'd wanted to look out for and she had only barely felt herself opening up to her crew. Who knew how many of them had gone afters she left?

Keith nodded. "It's what I do back home, too," he said.

"I'm sure you'll find something. Maybe you'll end up in the same spot again." He shrugged.

"I might. I've met a few people... or, even if I don't, one of my friends might." Actually, Keith was surprised at just how many people he actually knew in the Fleet. He was usually so introverted, but he'd been doing pretty well at actually making connections... and even... friends.

"You're a pilot? Well then I guess you fit right in, up in space like that." It was certainly impressive for someone so young. She couldn't imagine the amount of education that got crammed in your head as a pilot. It definitely beat out her college education.

"Well - if you see a kid around wearing a sherriff's hat and an eyepatch, that's Carl. We're from the same place. He's about your age too." Keith could do whatever he liked with that information too. Maybe even make a new friend.

"Hm... Haven't met him, but I've heard of him. I think I met his dad." He hadn't interacted a lot with Rick before he disappeared from the Fleet again, but they'd worked in the gym together a few times. Rick had tried to get Keith to learn how to change his style as needed for a fight so his moves didn't become to predictable.

"Actually, more than you might think," he then said in reference to the pilot thing. "I was training to be a space shuttle pilot back home. We were getting ready to start regular missions all the way out to Pluto and its moon. After that, probably beyond the edge of the solar system."

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SEPTEMBER TEST DRIVE

Maggie Rhee | The Walking Dead (reapp with game memories)

It'll be okay. We aren't going to kick you out.

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Shopping!

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clearly there is something on your face, Keith :P

Is THAT what it is? Geeze... why didn't Rick just SAY something? LOL

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