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Ten Forward RPG mod account ([personal profile] ten_fwd_mods) wrote in [community profile] ten_fwd_ooc2014-12-27 03:39 pm
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Test Drive #7 - Ten Forward and Captain's Yacht



Option 01. Ten Forward: The first thing you see is a bar. A large, lively bar filled with many different faces and many different smells, sights and sounds. This is Ten Forward, the Enterprise's off-duty lounge; feel free to get acquainted with your fellow travelers and try to find somebody who's in charge: this is your new home now, after all...





Option 02. The Captain's Yacht: Oooh, you sneaky stowaway! You've found yourself in a very exclusive part of the ship: Captain Picard's personal craft, used for short jaunts when a shuttle just won't do. (One must retain some decorum, after all.) It may not be as large as the Enterprise itself, but there are sure to be some surprises aboard once people start snooping.


[OOC: The Captain's Yacht is located at the very base of the Enterprise's saucer portion, so if you put someone in there you can also play them trying to get back to somewhere they know!]
myspecialblend: (The happiness I've found with you)

have a Baron Humbert von Gikkiken from The Cat Returns :3

[personal profile] myspecialblend 2014-12-28 12:03 am (UTC)(link)
Well now. How peculiar.

Baron had never been on a starship before. This seemed to be quite the adventure already, and all he did was appear on a table in Ten Forward. He straightened his top hat and rested idly on his cane as he took in his surroundings. No Muta or Toto.

Well, it wouldn't be the first time the sharply dressed figurine had been on his own before, nor would be the last. But where to start?

Ysgrave | Tirzah ; Threshold, by Sara Douglass

[personal profile] brave_glass 2014-12-28 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
This isn't Gesholme. But it has to be. She can't have left: that'd be impossible.

The young woman - blonde, dressed in the rough robe of a lowly worker in a hot climate with shackle-scars on her ankles - shuts her eyes very firmly. It's an hallucination. Too much work, too much heat, too long spent in cramped buildings with nothing but torch-light.

Then she opens her eyes.

She's still here.

"Oh, no," she whispers.
themerlin: (Magick!)

Merlin | Merlin the Poem and Legends plus Milliways game canon | OTA, Option One

[personal profile] themerlin 2014-12-28 05:18 am (UTC)(link)
Merlin stretched as the light faded, and hmmed, glancing around him. Whisked away to another world, dropped into a ship, and left to fiddle faddle there with no way back? Hardly fair play. Nonetheless, this was not his first expedition to someplace beyond space and time, and his eyes opened wide as he glanced out the window. "Ah, Milliways, thy reputation shall always live in my mind." He remembered Marian, and the bar, and all that had happened there, and he remembered what would yet happen. And all of that had been years before his time now.

For now, dressed in robes, carrying his staff, and utterly bemused, Merlin nodded and glanced around, before walking to the windows out and peering about. "No explosions, no time ending. Hmmm. Some movement, though. Spaceship, not asteroid, and one of the far future, yet, I'd guess."

His smile slowly grew to a smirk. Far from being disappointed, he felt a kind of glee. "Something new, just for me? Well then, time to see what there is to see." And he strode toward the doors, his staff vanishing in a shimmer of light and someone's drink appearing into his hand with a light popping sound. Sorry, who-ever that was!
dresdensluck: (What?)

Harry Dresden | Dresden Files Books | Option One

[personal profile] dresdensluck 2014-12-28 07:15 am (UTC)(link)
Harry was in the midst of spell-research when the light caught him, and every magical defense failed against whatever caused it.He felt something shift under him, and he closed his eyes at the disorientation. When he looked again, he felt a sense of déjà vu hit him, and a sense of surreality fall onto his shoulders. "No. Way. This has got to be either a dream, or someone messing with my head. In a heretofore undone way. I give it ten points for style, at least."

Harry Dresden, Winter Knight, Wizard-at-hire, sometimes-Warden for the White Council, Completely unrelated Warden of Demonreach, and generally confused guy, looked around what seemed to be a very familiar place.

"Hell's Bells."

And that was when the lights flickered and went out.
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Doctor Rudy Lom | Almost Human | Option 1

[personal profile] techcave 2014-12-28 11:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Rudy didn't have a clue of how he got here or why. But he scanned the lounge trying make sense of this situation. Was this perhaps a strange dream? Or was he suffering some kind of strange hallucination? Warily, Rudy approached the bar and sat down.

He took his hat off and picked at it with his fingers as he tried to decide what to do. He debated on approaching someone and asking questions, but at the same time he was rather frightened by the idea. Everyone else around here appeared at ease though, so there didn't seem to be a need to be alarmed...

Yet, this was not his world. That much he knew. Rudy didn't like not having Kennex or Dorian by his side while he was in a strange place. Normally he would have been content on ordering a martini...but not now. He continued to fidget with his hat until he was able to work up the nerve to approach someone.
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[personal profile] likeavirtue 2014-12-29 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
It'll be between his fidgeting and his being distracted that Kennex claps a hand on Rudy's shoulder from behind, grips him for a second, then moves to grab the empty seat to his right.

"Y'know, that hat is never going to work no matter what you do," he says, chin jutting towards the object in question, still between Rudy's fidgeting fingers.

"What the hell are you doing here, Rudy? The City not good enough you've gotta travel all the way here into space?"

It's a joke, of course, and one of the first real ones he's cracked since he got to this goddamned ship. But he can't help but feel relief, seeing someone familiar, someone from home.
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Option 1

[personal profile] agathaheterodyne 2014-12-29 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
(Icons coming, for now:
Maxim
http://i1.cpcache.com/product_zoom/148430983/maxim_01_mini_button.jpg?height=250&width=250&padToSquare=true
and Agatha
http://www.johnteehan.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/agatha.jpg )


Agatha wandered into 10 Forward, with Maxim following like a silent shadow. Odd how someone tall and purple could melt into the background sometimes. She certainly did not seem to notice his presence overmuch. Of course, that could have something to do with the small clockwork gismo in her hand that she was looking at, rather than say... where she was going.

She made it to a seat, though at one point Maxium tripped, knocking into her, which made her pause until they regained their footing. She never seemed to notice. Maxim flashed a smile at the person she had almost walked into.

Agatha dropped into her seat and looked at the small device. It basically seemed to be a pocket watch with arms and legs, and a large eye where the face should have been. "Somewhere on a ship this bog, there have to be steam engines," she murmured to the device.

It made a small whirring sound.

She leaned back a bit. "I don't know, I can't find it myself, not yet. But maybe someone here will take me to the engine room!" That thought seemed to perk her up.

The little clank dropped off of her hand and skittered off. She looked around for the first time, seeing all the rather odd people around her, then she smiled. "At least no one here will be half as terrifying as Von Pinn," she said with a grin.

Maxim was in a seat pulled back a bit from her table in the shadows somewhat, making it look, to the unobservant, like a young woman was sitting all on her own...
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Roshanak : OC

[personal profile] ashenmuses 2014-12-29 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
There is a flash and a dark-haired young woman finds herself in the lounge. She's pretty enough, and dressed in a stylish turquoise jacket with a long, curved knife belted at her waist.

This is where the problem starts:

The Enterprise is designed - mostly - to a humanoid scale. And it should be said that this particular newcomer, the top of her head reaching just over seven foot, probably wouldn't have to duck through too many doors. No, her height isn't exactly the problem. But the fact that from the waist down she resembles a dappled gray Iberian horse?

Yeah, that might be where the problem is.

Roshanak moves in shock when she registers where she is and her hind legs knock over a table. She freezes, clutches the scrollcase she'd been carrying protectively to her chest, and then scowls at the room. Her white ears - shaped and textured like that of a true horse - twist back as far as her skull allows.

"Does anyone want to explain which particular sorcerer thought this was amusing?"
Edited 2014-12-29 03:40 (UTC)
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Alex Rogan | The Last Starfighter

[personal profile] 1st_starfighter 2014-12-29 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
Alex Rogan, recent arrival, glanced at her as she appeared, then double-glanced and chuckled. He rose, brushed off his uniform and then nodded to her, giving her a bow as he stepped to about five feet away.

He'd dealt with aliens galore and diplomacy was an old trait now. "Hello, ma'am. My name's Commander Alex Rogan, and I'm fairly new here, too. And I've got bad news. A power out of our hands brought us here, along with a lot of others."

He held up his hands, and out, where she could see he held no weapons. "No one here wants to hurt you, I promise."
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[personal profile] ashenmuses 2014-12-29 04:04 am (UTC)(link)
Roshanak looks him up and down, expression wary and - still, although she'd deny it with her dying breath - frightened.

"Your word on that, sir?"

Still, calmness is better than either panic or gloating, so she's at least willing to listen to him.
1st_starfighter: (Really?)

[personal profile] 1st_starfighter 2014-12-29 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
"You have my word, ma'am." He smiled a little, then nodded to her. "Let me clear some space for you, okay?" He moved a little closer, to grip a table, and move it slowly out of her way, then another, and as he did so, he spoke.

"We're in a time called the 24th Century by the dating of this time period and place, on what's known as a starship. Do they have such things in your time and place?" Alex glanced up at her quizzically.
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Emma Swan|Once Upon a Time|Option 1

[personal profile] savedbylove 2014-12-29 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
When Emma opened her eyes, she fully expected to be on the edge of the forest, home around her, but instead she was somewhere strange. Very strange indeed. Her hand went to her belt, but her gun was missing, which wouldn't have bothered her, since she didn't have it in the enchanted forest either, but she suddenly thought that she might need it.

"Where the hell am I now?"

[personal profile] chippedvaliance 2014-12-29 04:21 am (UTC)(link)
"Emma?" She was just on her way out of the lounge, actually when she caught sight of familiar golden hair out of the corner of her eye. That tone of voice sealed the deal in making her stop instead of dismissing it as possibly another passenger she had mistaken as someone from Storybrooke.

"You're--well--" Belle bites at her bottom lip. "Maybe I should just show you." Luckily Belle has acquired a PADD, and if Emma ever paid attention to the comics Henry read she'll catch on quick. "Are you alright, though?"
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[personal profile] magicsprice 2014-12-29 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
"The Enterprise. It's a long way from home I know." The familiar voice came from off to the side and if she turned to look she'd find a rather familiar face seated at a table next to her. He turns his attention away from the weird triple boarded chess game to the woman beside his table.
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[personal profile] savedbylove 2014-12-29 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
Emma turns around quickly, not expecting to hear that voice. Last time she saw her she almost blew their cover. "Belle?" She asked hesitantly. "Yeah, it's me, but this is not where I thought I would end up."

Emma looked at the other woman, with suspicious eyes., given where she came from. "I'm fine, mostly, but I thought portals worked differently. "Lead the way. It's safe right?"

[personal profile] chippedvaliance 2014-12-29 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
She doesn't know if she should be hurt by that distrustful look or not, but Belle has rather come to terms with her mistakes. Well, she hasn't completely come to terms with them but she can understand that everyone might be a little more than pissed off at her for various reasons. Regardless she puts on a smile, and tries to act friendly.

"Here follow me." She leads Emma over to a table where they can sit. "This isn't going to make a lot of sense but you're in another world--one that none of us have been to. We're on a starship called the Enterprise." She isn't even joking. "So basically we're in space and you just appeared here like I did."
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[personal profile] savedbylove 2014-12-29 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
Emma looked over at the new voice, realization, and partial relief coloring her town. She would have started laughing, thinking that seeing Rumplestilskin would be a relief, but it was twice now that he had come to her aid in a short period of time.

"And the Enterprise is what? Another curse?"
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[personal profile] goldencobra 2014-12-29 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
Henry had calmed a little from his return to the spaceship but had immediately missed his family. Seeing Emma, he doubted she would be the one he'd left behind but he needed a little hope so he crossed his fingers and walked up to her.

"Mom?"
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[personal profile] savedbylove 2014-12-29 04:42 am (UTC)(link)
"Sorry," She muttered, and gave her an apologetic smile. "It's just that this isn't the first place I've landed in, when I didn't mean to."

She follows Belle to the table, and slowly sits down, looking around her, taking in all the details. "Like Star Trek Enterprise?" She had been paying attention when Henry was talking.

[personal profile] chippedvaliance 2014-12-29 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
"It's fine. I understand." She murmurs. Emma has had to deal with that more often than Belle has. "Um, I think so? If that has Starfleet in it." She isn't up to date with pop culture. Storybrooke is pretty secluded from the rest of the world and she doesn't read many comics herself. Not that she had the chance to. She spent the better part of twenty eight years in captivity.

"Have you heard of it before?"
Edited 2014-12-29 04:47 (UTC)
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[personal profile] magicsprice 2014-12-29 04:49 am (UTC)(link)
"Not quite. It's a ship, the people here call it a starship. We're in space." There's a bit of good humor to his words. Though he has to wonder, given Q's penchant for playing with timelines, just where in the the timelines Emma is from...and given Henry's case. Which one.
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Re: Emma Swan|Once Upon a Time|Option 1

[personal profile] agathaheterodyne 2014-12-29 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
Aggie looked up, seeing the new person appear. She popped out of her seat and stretched as she walked over. She wasn't sure why she was approaching this person, only that for some reason she reminded her of Zeetha. Reminded her a LOT of Zeetha.

Agatha froze just before she was close enough to address Emma, but close enough to be seen, staring at her for a moment, paling a bit. Zeetha. Zeetha was one of Agatha's best friend, but a life could only have one Zeetha safely. She actually whimpered, looking at Emma as though Emma terrified her. She swallowed hard, lifted her chin, and turned to walk off, hoping that the other woman wouldn't realize she was fleeing. Which of course she was.
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[personal profile] savedbylove 2014-12-29 04:56 am (UTC)(link)
"Henry?" She exclaimed, immediately pulling him to her and holding on tight. She thought that she would never see him again.

"How long have you been here?"
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[personal profile] goldencobra 2014-12-29 04:59 am (UTC)(link)
"A few months or a few minutes, depends on your perception." He hugged back but he had to know which timeline she came from so he pulled back.

"This might sound like a strange question but I need the honest answer. What's my full name?"
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[personal profile] savedbylove 2014-12-29 05:00 am (UTC)(link)
Emma did look both concerned and confused for a long moment. "What? Henry Mills. Did you hit your head and get hurt?"

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