Mod M ([personal profile] tenforward_m) wrote in [community profile] ten_fwd_ooc2015-03-22 06:42 am
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TEST DRIVE #10 - Cetacean Pool and Ten Forward

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Option 001. Cetacean Pool/Aquatics Lab: Of all the places in the world, you open your eyes and you find yourself in a medium-sized aquatics laboratory, filled with various living specimens along with various science officers bustling about trying to maintain order. There's much to explore here (and hopefully, in the crew's opinion, not break), but the main attraction is the large pool at the far end of the lab; enormous but tanklike in appearance, it contains several dolphins happily swimming about, seemingly without a care in the world.


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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.
atadiscoverer: (sighing)

[personal profile] atadiscoverer 2015-05-02 09:24 am (UTC)(link)
Carson sits through this patiently, although he does roll his eyes as Rodney confirms he is who he says he is... Not that he blames him for being distrustful, but... well, It's Rodney.

Parting his labcoat, he sticks his hands in his pocket. "The Federation Starship USS Enterprise."

And he's going to wait for that to sink in.
mockthedyingman: (hmpf)

[personal profile] mockthedyingman 2015-05-04 09:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"The--" Rodney's eyes widened. "Really?"

Then, just as quickly, his face fell and turned deadpan, eyes heavy-lidded with annoyance. "Carson, I am having a very bad day. I certainly don't need your particular brand of humour to remind me of it."
atadiscoverer: (orly)

[personal profile] atadiscoverer 2015-05-04 09:46 pm (UTC)(link)
And he's met with Carson's own deadpan look.

"I can prove it." He shifts, folding his arms. "Computer, state vessel name and designation."

An acknowledging beep, followed by a, no-doubt, familiar-sounding voice. "USS Enterprise, United Federation of Planets. Galaxy-class. Registry: NCC-1701-D."
Edited 2015-05-04 21:46 (UTC)