Mod M ([personal profile] tenforward_m) wrote in [community profile] ten_fwd_ooc2014-05-24 02:16 am
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TEST DRIVE #2 - The Holodeck/Ten Forward



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!]
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[personal profile] and_she_waited 2014-07-13 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
It certainly sounds like something he'd say, the recognition of which doesn't do anything to help. It just weighs on her more.

"It's a likely story, bub," she says within a cynical laugh.

All bravado, all cold confidence and self-assuredness, because that's the only way to keep her heart where it belongs. Safely in her chest, not down in her shoes or up in her throat. It's the only way to not hate him a little bit for always being right.

"Say one thing," she adds at last, betraying a hint of desperation. "Just one true thing."