TEST DRIVE #15 - Holodeck and Ten Forward

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001: Where were you a minute ago? Well, you aren't there anymore. Instead, you're standing in a very large, dark room lined with yellow. There are doors at either end of it.

Here's where things get a little choose your own adventure-y. You could:



1: Approach a console filled with buttons, located a few feet away. Press one, and it'll let you out of the room. Travel down a long hallway and you'll be in Ten Forward, the Enterprises' entertainment lounge. Have a drink, mingle and try to figure out why you're here.

OR

2: Maybe you just muttered some vague request under your breath. Maybe you wished aloud you were somewhere else. Or for help? If you did, might be in a fire station. Muttered something about killing whoever dumped you here? Surprise - you're in a slasher movie!

Though they're confusing, these visions feel about as real as they can be. And guess what - other people can experience those fantasies with you, as if they too were really there. How ever will you escape? Or do you want to?

[OOC: Welcome to the Holodeck! If you choose this option, whatever your character chooses to say out loud will cause a virtual reality program to load and play. While your character feels as if what they're experiencing and seeing is quite real, they're purely living through the latest and best in what he Enterprise has to offer in entertainment. Make sure to detail what your character's fantasy is, so that those threading with them will know how to react.

Open til next month's test drive!]

Comments

[holds_her_own]

The corner of her mouth twitches.

(It could be classified as a smirk if you squint.)

Once she's decided he's not going to turn on a dime, she lets herself roll her eyes and affect a dramatic sigh.

If he can be a bitch, then she can be a child.

"You didn't answer my last question," she points out.

And in an instant, she's back to stony seriousness.

"I would think a ship of about 1,000 would be small potatoes for the guy who tried to take over the world, but you did do a number on my helicarrier." Yeah, she's not letting that one go. That? Was her baby. "I won't wait around for a repeat performance."

Her fingers tighten ever so slightly on the leather safety keeping her gun holstered.

[slive]

A thousand people. It gives a rough size for the ship, at least. He absorbs this.

"How is the helicarrier?" he says. "Seems you've abandoned it for larger things." Arrogant tilt of his head, and when he faces her straight it's easier to see that his eyes lack the sickly blue glow they once had.