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.
thepowerofthor: (What is this?)

[personal profile] thepowerofthor 2015-05-13 09:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"Gloves? Those are easy enough to procure. Wait here one moment, good sir." Thor turned and gently u8shere all those near away as he made his way toward the replicator. There he asked for gloves, and briefly got into an argument with it when it asked him which kind, and he had to simply ask for gloves again, several times. Finally, with ten different sizes and kinds, he made his way back to the young man.

"Here. The computer apparently has many kinds of gloves, and did not have any that were simple." He placed the different ones in front of the man.
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[personal profile] southernreaper 2015-05-14 07:29 pm (UTC)(link)
It takes three pairs, before Kevin actually gets to put a pair on. The others just disintegrate under his powers. He blinks his eyes hard, pulling on the pair that works.

"Thank you." He tries to be polite, he's just not always good at it. Sometimes, his mouth gets the best of him, especially in high stress situations.

"Now what's this about alternate universes?" He asks, dusting off his pants. The ashes fall to the floor. He's so used to it, it doesn't even phase him.