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

[these_are_my_words]

Big, big man on the verge of exploding? Well. She knows about that.

But.

She is not in the Citadel. She left. She refuses to cower unless she absolutely has to. And...

The man did stop and stare at the window. He also has an accent like nothing she's heard.

The Splendid Angharad draws herself up to her full height (all five feet, nine inches of her) and tries to explain.

"You're on a ship that sails between stars," the pregnant young woman starts. "You were brought here by a trickster-god called Q." Then she stops.

It's not much of an explanation, really.

[bla_bla_bla]

Dracula turned toward this woman, short, proud, human, and forced a smile to his face, eyes still somewhat stunned form the view. "A trickster-god? Why me?"

His voice was really was really quite reasonable, now, despite his scowl. Dracula did not like things that went wrong, and this counted as something that Had Gone Wrong. Back at home, the monsters would be rioting and the humans would be panicking and he could just imagine the mess they would make! He grimaced at his internal dialogue and shook his head.

"Is this ship run by humans?"