TEST DRIVE #3 - Alien Bazaar/Ten Forward

[tenforward_m]

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Option 001. Alien planet, marketplace: So you're new to this whole space travel thing. The ship is cool and all, but there are hundreds of alien worlds out there. You want to explore. To see what the universe REALLY looks like.

Well, here's your chance! Your first stop is this lovely indoor marketplace, which looks kind of like a mall. There are stalls one after the other as far as the eye can see, and they sell all kinds of things: food, clothes, trinkets, animals, fabrics, jewelry, perfumes, books, etc etc. Some things look human, easy to recognize; other things look very alien. There are two levels, and constant chatter as people hawk their wares and discuss prices.

Do you want to explore? Poke at the weird shops? Buy a gift for a new friend? Flirt with someone at the food court? Maybe you see a pickpocket, and must run to the aid of the victim. Maybe there's some other villainy afoot. After all, a crowded marketplace is a good place for villains to lurk, causing trouble. Whether you're a hero or just an unassuming traveler, there proves to be some adventure for you on this planet.


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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.

Comments

[astronavigatrix]

For the first time in her life, Barbarella had an acute understanding of the phrase 'seeing stars'. Whatever crashed into her had the bulk and speed of a runaway freight train that knocked her off her booted feet. She rolled to a stop in front of a large family who pointed fitfully at her and trilled at each other in an alien language. One of them helped her into a sitting position and she rubbed her face with a groan.

Barbarella cast a glance around for the thing that had sent her flying and spotted a man sprawled on the ground a yard and a half away. Based on the heavy artillery he was carrying, he was the sort of person to whom she would've given a wide berth. But, under the circumstances, he seemed harmless enough.

She tentatively crawled closer to him, tilted her head a fraction, and asked, "Are-- are you alright?"

sorry this took so long, boo

[kodiak]

Tyr sat up directly, his feet already under him by the time Barbarella had reached him, but the thief was nowhere to be seen. With a light groan he settled back. The trail wasn't precisely cold, as he'd seen enough for a description, and one did not accept a contract to guard merchandise in a bazaar of this sort without checking into the underground element in the area and assuring oneself of a few underhanded informants. He could follow up on this at his leisure.

Since he was in no particular hurry, his attention turned to the fair young woman he'd collided with. And maybe he smirked at her.

"I might as you the same." Standing gingerly, Tyr offered her a hand to pull her up to her feet. "I believe I was the one to knock you over, after all."