TEST DRIVE #15 - Holodeck and Ten Forward

[ten_fwd_mods]

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

[clutchfate]

Well, with a greeting like that, there was only one thing to do: hug back just as enthusiastically. He squeezed Trever tight and thumped his back. "Hi!"

[reincarnshaman]

When he pulled away he finally got a better look at Dara. "Fuck! Who got tossed through Faire? You're so ickle!"

[clutchfate]

"I'm nineteen!" Dara was still close enough to adolescence to get snippy about getting called ickle. "And nobody tosses me anywhere."

[reincarnshaman]

"You're shorter than me. You're ickle! Besides, that's what you called us," Trever said, grinning broadly. He can't believe it though. He's seeing Dara. Okay, sure he's younger than him and thus has no idea who he is but it's still Dara.

"Mum said she tossed you plenty. I can't believe you're here and not... elsewhere."

He stumbled over the word not wanting to say anything about what will be. They're not going to talk about that.