Mod M ([personal profile] tenforward_m) wrote in [community profile] ten_fwd_ooc2015-03-22 06:42 am
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TEST DRIVE #10 - Cetacean Pool and Ten Forward

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Option 001. Cetacean Pool/Aquatics Lab: Of all the places in the world, you open your eyes and you find yourself in a medium-sized aquatics laboratory, filled with various living specimens along with various science officers bustling about trying to maintain order. There's much to explore here (and hopefully, in the crew's opinion, not break), but the main attraction is the large pool at the far end of the lab; enormous but tanklike in appearance, it contains several dolphins happily swimming about, seemingly without a care in the world.


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Option 002. Aboard the Enterprise, Ten Forward: You have no idea what just happened. One minute you were home, and now you're on a spaceship, in the middle of a crowded room. It looks like a bar. There are people eating and drinking, some in uniform, others not. Some are clearly aliens.

You've managed to land in Ten Forward a long bar with barstools and a bartender, tables sprinkled throughout, and the far wall is nothing but windows out to space. It looks like a nice lounge, low conversation making the room hum.

Better ask some questions and find out where you are, or just tap the closest person on the shoulder and try to make friends. The bar is open.
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OPTION 1

[personal profile] supervisor194 2015-04-08 02:05 am (UTC)(link)
"There's always a reason, Mr. Barclay. Not all of us are lucky enough to know it."

Gary Seven didn't know if there were any records of him in the database. Occasionally the Aegis would clean them out, but then a flicker in the timeline would happen and they would reappear. Intercepting future Federation officers. Dividians. Kirk's crew. The Q. Something.

It was irritating, but it did happen. Whether or not that record still registered in Barclay's genius (if unfortunate) head was up for debate.

But not one that mattered at the moment. He hefted the animal in his arms, a happily purring black cat, and took a step closer to the tank. Close enough that she could daintily sniff it, and reach out a paw as if she wanted to get a better look at the creatures inside.