TEST DRIVE #2 - The Holodeck/Ten Forward

[tenforward_m]

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

[morphitudinous]

Billy feels like something heavy has just fallen over him. That...is indeed a problem.

"I'll have to do more research. If we can come forward in time, we can go back---and a signal? May be difficult to send, but not impossible. It can't be."

Right?

[writes_with_digital_ink]

"It can be theoretically possible? But sometimes things are functionally impossible.

And then you have to make do," she adds, not unkindly, before taking a sip of her hot chocolate.

[morphitudinous]

Billy nods quietly to himself, staring at his hands once more. He considers the possibility that he'll never see most of his friends again, swallows---then pushes it out of his mind, because feeling sorrow is unproductive when he's not certain there's no way out yet.

He decides instead to investigate the faint whiff of something on her table. "What beverage did you order?"

[writes_with_digital_ink]

"Hot chocolate, with enough chilli pepper to be beautiful."

Nom, nom, nom.

[morphitudinous]

"...chili pepper? I can see that enhancing the taste," he says, torn between skepticism and sincere desire to try it. "Can they mix in any other flavor? Or synthesize it, I assume?"