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

[thelasttimelord]

The Doctor's eyebrows pushed upward, head canting to one side. "Pulled through time? What? All of them?"

It's almost as easy as that, too. He can pick them out. It's why the room felt wrong. Why nothing was matching correctly. It's not everyone in the room, but it's a large percentage of the room. Ripped from other times, and deposited in this Fixed Point. This still-standing ship. Displaced. Disjointed.

[morphitudinous]

"I think so," is Billy's answer. He gazes around at the room, idly counting off the people he's met. "I've met two who work for the same organization that owns this ship, but they came from a hundred years in the past. Almost everyone else has never heard of Starfleet or space exploration like this. And we have a few planets represented"

He works on recalling all he's learned about the newcomers. "The funnier thing is that even for those of us from Earth, our planets' histories seem to be inconsistent."

[thelasttimelord]

"Different timelines? Different universe?" He asks it with all the seriousness the question deserves.

"What kinds of discrepancies are showing up between the histories and worlds?"

[morphitudinous]

"The main one is that first contact appears to have happened at different points. It could be that previous instances were covered up, but we all remember different dates: the 1990s, the 1940s, earlier than that in a case or two. That, and superheroes---they exist on different worlds, but we haven't heard of the sets from others' Earths."

Billy folds his hands behind his back, frowning. Nothing that too severely affected the course of the planet, it seemed, but it was still worrisome.

[thelasttimelord]

Parallels, mirrors, alternates. The skin of the universes, and not just time, being ripped apart by an unknown being for an unknown purpose. But whom had gone to great lengths, and great troubles, to amass these disparate people. Aliens had been coming to the Earth he knew for far longer than most humans had ever been aware of it.

"Has anyone started cataloging all these differences?" Started comparing what the similarities might be.

[morphitudinous]

"I'd ask Philip and Shotaro. They're a pair of detectives from Japan, and they have a real talent for absorbing information like that," Billy recommends, idly gesturing in the direction he last saw Shotaro's hat.

"I'm trying to help as well, but I think I've been slightly distracted by the new tech and new people," he admits with some shame, idly kicking a foot.