Winter Test Drive

[thespaceopera]

THE WINTER TEST DRIVE MEME
(Or Summer 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!

IMPORTANT!!! Per this post, Player Invites are not needed to app to Drift Fleet until the conclusion of the Calibrations plot.

→ The previous test drive (which may still be active!) can be found here.

Helpful Info for Ideas!:

December Star System

Game Details

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

Comments

[madamdirector]

[ No one calls her Lucretia.

Her given name's not unknown, but it's nearly so. Those within the Bureau of Balance call her the Director. Those outside of it don't know that either it or she exists. Lucas, a rare artifact of her life before the Bureau, had never quite been able to make the switch, and Magnus has developed an inconvenient habit of calling her by her name ever since he'd overheard Lucas using it at Candlenights.

Other than that, though...

She stands up warily, the encouraging smile fading from her expression as the girl runs off with her drawing and Lucretia turns to face this stranger. ]

...Yes?

[deathcouture]

[ She turns, and it's easy to see -- there's no recognition in her eyes at all. ... He was afraid of that.

He has no real way of knowing "when" she's from, and he wouldn't even want to begin to try and guess -- especially when to her, he is clearly just a stranger. Not the best foundation to go asking questions about what the last thing someone remembers might be. ]

--Um, sorry. You... don't remember me, do you?

[ Unfortunate, but not her fault. ]

[madamdirector]

[ For a moment, Lucretia has a horrible, lurching feeling of disorientation. A year of her closest friends looking at her without the faintest flicker of recognition, a decade of Davenport knowing nothing even of himself -

She's not used to being on the other side of that. Paranoia struggles with panic for dominance in her brain. She's the one who remembers what others don't. Who knows their names when they look at her and see a stranger. ]

Who are you?

[ It comes out sharper than she'd intended. ]