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.

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Lilly Truscott | Hannah Montana

[skatergirl]

[opt 1]
Lilly had wandered around long enough to decide that this wasn't the set of the movie she was meant to be visiting Miley on. Even the effects were never going to be that good with the aliens and a spaceship. She looked a little forlornly at her phone. Of course there was no signal.

No Miley. No Ollie. She'd even take seeing Jackson then. She stuffed her phone back into her purse and looked around where she was.

"OMG DOLPHINS!" She squeals and goes running over to the tank to see the dolphins who were probably able to hear her squeal a little too well. It wasn't even a new sight to her, she saw wild dolphins when she was at Miley's, when she was surfing or just on the beach.

Scott Summers | Marvel's All New X-Men | Option 1

[evolutionaryman]

There was a moment when he was grinning, having just rescued his friends and former teammates from dying in space, and bringing them to stop the bad guys. It was a nice feeling, despite how much he had been enjoying being a space pirate with his dad.

But this moment, right here? This was weird. This was not that moment of glory. This was a moment of what-the-ever-living-heck? And of course it was, because this was his life.

As Scott looked around, he wondered just when his life had gotten so odd. "Oh for crying out loud! A dolphin lab? Seriously? Who abducted me this time?"

Don't mind the strangely dressed young man. Dressed in his blue, black, and white X-uniform, with his combat visor on his face, he was staring around the room. He was just a little exasperated as he stared around the room, trying to figure out just what happened to him this time.

Re: Scott Summers | Marvel's All New X-Men | Option 1

[agathaheterodyne]

Agatha had been following the scent of SCIENCE, and found this place. She was still testing the boundaries, seeing where she was and was not allowed to go, and what tech she would be allowed to play with.

She blinked when she heard the outburst, and thankfully for him she hadn't yet slid into the madness place. She headed over, small dingbot on her shoulder.

"Need some help?" she offered. She took in the odd clothes, and the odd apparatus on his face.

... Finally, someone who looked like they were from home!

But Madboy or experiment? That was the question. Asking who abducted this time him could make him either, really.

Re: Lilly Truscott | Hannah Montana

[primeverdeen]

Prim had been sitting on the floor, watching the dolphins. She pulled her feet out of the way quickly before the other girl could trip over her. She had gotten up the courage to use the replicator for some new clothes, so was in a fresh blouse, the tail of it sticking out from the back of her new black skirt. She had braided her hair into a coil on the top of her head, to keep it out of her way.

OMG? She wondered what that weird word meant. She had never heard it before.....

[diamonds_are_forever]

Faith was watching the dolphins play while Emma watched her. She was wearing jeans and a white blouse. "Momma lookit them!" The girl spoke in a high pitched squeal, leaning carefully forward to pat at the water.

Emma turned when Scott arrived, her heart beating in her chest. She gently took Faith's other hand and drew the little girl toward her. "Scott. How nice." Her tone was flat and she already felt a headache coming on.

[evolutionaryman]

"Explanations would be good. A way out would be better." Scott cocked his head to the side, watching this new person. She seemed nice, and more than that, less serious than the people around him, the other ones.

Maybe she would have those answers. "Where am I?"

[agathaheterodyne]

"A way out of the room, or... Oh, you were brought here too?" she cocked her head to the side. "I haven't tried too hard to leave yet, but if you need to get home desperately, I'm sure I can try and build something...."

"As to Where you are, apparently this is a space dirigible. They haven't let me see the engines yet, properly. I wound up in there once, but I was keeping myself on tranquilizers to keep from taking anything apart, and I miscalculated the formula, so my brain was a little foggy. But I did make an interesting pen..."

She blinked. "I wonder where that went..."

[evolutionaryman]

"Uhm?" Scott blinked at the woman who was rather close. "Miss Frost?" His eyes were wide and he glanced around, then back at her. "Where are we?"

She had been one of the X-men who had helped his friends, and him, when they needed it. She was a member of Scott's team. The other Scott.

He glanced around. "Did whatever it is that brought me here get you too, or...?" Did she know a way out?

[diamonds_are_forever]

"Not quite." Emma replied. "I don't know how to leave our why you were brought here. I came the same way you did." She moved closer, until Faith saw Scott. She squealed loudly and rushed for Scott, hugging his thighs tight.

"Daddy!"

danny valdessecchi • blind dating • ten forward

[fuckingblind]

[danny was on his way back home from his weekly appointment with dr. evans. his cane was folded away and tucked in his back jeans pocket, and he was using his hand to guide along the buildings as he headed home. his ma was cooking for the whole family, and even jay was stopping by, so he was eager to get back.

He was coming up on the little market, planning on grabbing a granny smith apple as he went by, when there was a shift---and everything seemed to change suddenly. there wasn't brick under his fingers, in fact there wasn't anything but air, and he came to an abrupt stop. he couldn't smell the crates of fresh fruit that usually stood outside the store. he couldn't hear the bustling sounds coming from the street.

Wherever this was, it sounded like there were people, like a crowded night at peitro's. was it some kind of prank? was larry breaking his balls over the blood oath thing? god, he was such a pussy sometimes.

He gave a nervous chuckle, and felt around his immediate area, managing to bump into the corner of a table.]

Right. Okay, Larry, this---this is a good one. [he couldn't smell his usual cologne close by though. he was starting to get a little annoyed now.]

Seriously. That's enough.

[okay. maybe this wasn't a practical joke of some kind. he raised his voice a little, hoping to catch anyone's attention.]

Excuse me, does anyone want to tell me where the hell I am?

[fighting4afuture]

He doesn't really need to raise his voice for the boy closest to him, since Trunks' hearing is better than a normal human's, thanks to being part Saiyan. But it doesn't hurt, either, in the general din of the room.

Trunks watched him--noting certain tells. He didn't think the man could see.

"You're on a starship, the Enterprise."

He didn't know if the man would be insulted--he hopes not, and also hopes that he's not being presumptuous--and he continues casually.

"I'm on your left, by the way. About four feet in front of you," he offers.

[fuckingblind]

Danny looks in the direction of the guy as he speaks, brows knitting together as he does. Did he just say starship and Enterprise. Okay, this was way beyond Larry's usual pranks. He's also pretty certain that he got a bruise from that table he knocked into a second ago, so he isn't dreaming.

He used to watch Star Trek as a kid with his folks sometimes. But, uh, he's gonna keep that bit of information to himself. Yeah. Definitely.

Then the guy tells him a good idea of where he is, and Danny nods, using the table to guide off of as he makes his way closer to him.

"Starship, huh? That's cool. So how do I get out of here? You know, planet Earth, 2006?"

[fighting4afuture]

Trunks wouldn't really care, since it's not his reality they're stuck in.

"I wish I knew. There's some guy that's making us all appear here--we might all be from different realities or timelines. Aside from the people already here, obviously."

He's glad that he didn't seem to have stepped over any lines, at least.

"For example: I'm from Earth too, but we track years completely differently. And from what I've seen of this place's history, it's not at all the same."

Lois Lane ☎ Smallville ☎ Option 2

[mystoryidontshare]

They'd done what they could for the farm and she was just coming in when things seemed to change. The last time things changed on her had been with the ring... A very special ring that she no longer had. One that she wanted nothing to do with ever again. So when she's suddenly in a bar that holds aliens and humans alike, she stops and stares. It's not really something that can be avoided. Not when there were uniforms everywhere and people or things about that she knew nothing of. Even if she's sure this looked rather familiar but that was impossible.

"Smallville, what did you get me into this time?," she whispers to herself. When in doubt blame everything on Clark Kent.

[tea_earlgrey_hot]

"At present, you are standing on my foot," Picard says.

Apparently, he picked the wrong moment to enter Ten Forward — or perhaps it was precisely the moment intended by a certain omnipotent alien pain in the ass. Regardless, as soon as he took three steps into the lounge he found himself bumping into the boy as he shouted his query.

Picard stands at just a few inches shorter than Danny, voice rich and deep. As he readjusts to get out of his way, he glances at Danny's face and immediately pulls a double-take. "Kirk."

Except he is far younger, and not in his uniform.

[fuckingblind]

"Some guy? What guy?"

Who the hell would want to do something like that to people? That's cruel.

"So nobody knows how to get back to where they came from?" What about his family? His home? Did it just stop existing or something? Would they know he was gone?

[fighting4afuture]

"His name is Q, or so I've heard. I haven't gotten the chance to meet him yet."

Trunks' tone is not so much 'I would like the chance to speak with him' and more 'I would like the chance to deck him. And then maybe speak with him.'

"Not at the moment. I'm sorry I don't have much else of an answer. I just got here myself."

Dominic Cobb ✦ Inception ✦ Option 1

[extract_themind]

His children were with their grandmother and grandfather leaving him time to himself. Time to take care of a few things and see what was out there, even if he swore he wasn't on the job anymore. Just because he wasn't didn't mean he couldn't look. Being an extractor was what he was and what he did. Though he figured that he could dabble a bit as an architect again if it came down to it. Something that was less dangerous than being an extractor.

When he moves to head out of the house, to head out and get some fresh air he has to stop. None of the people look familiar to him and he's pretty sure that he isn't dreaming. Especially when he sees the dolphins in the tank. Dolphins that seem like they're having the time of their life and couldn't be happier. It doesn't, however, stop him from kneeling down away from the bustling people and spinning the top. Watching to see whether it topples or not.

[fuckingblind]

"Ah." He backs off a step, hands reaching around him abortively to try and avoid doing that again. This is completely unfamiliar to him, and he's got no idea what is going on.

"Sorry, I just---I don't know this place." The other man says a name and he makes a face. "It's Danny. Danny Valdessecchi."

Another small step back has him bumping the table again, and he puts hand out to steady himself.

"There an explanation to go with that foot?"

[fuckingblind]

"Q." Wasn't that the guy that always caused them trouble? Jesus, this was bad. He can read that in his tone, and actually gives a bit of a laugh, mouth quirking up at one side.

"Yeah, well, if you do let me know, huh? Dragging people all over creation, sounds like a dick if you ask me."

He doesn't want to, but he's pretty sure he's gonna fall all over himself if he doesn't, so he reaches into his back pocket to get his cane out. He unfolds it, tapping it on the deck to make sure it stays rigid.

"It's okay, thanks anyways. I'm Danny by the way."

[tea_earlgrey_hot]

Picard makes disgruntled noises each time a hand sweeps out and connects with some part of him, though it's entirely from annoyance and not any actual discomfort.

"Danny Valdessecchi?" he parrots, expression severe. The likeness is uncanny. He would be inclined to believe this is some manner of practical joke, if not for the fact that the man before him is too young to be the James T. Kirk he knows, and by this point in time it is also quite evident that he cannot see. As he bumps into the table, Picard reaches a bracing hand out for his elbow, poring over the young man's face. Why, it's nearly unsettling.

"There is a title," he answers stiffly. "Captain Jean-Luc Picard of the USS Enterprise. You have stumbled onto my ship."

[fighting4afuture]

"Just a little." Though he was using his powers for...what seemed to be thus far harmless mischief, and not destroying cities, so Trunks has to give him a few points for that.

He watches Danny unfold the cane curiously--there were people in their camp whose eyes had been damaged by shrapnel or the light from ki blasts, and they hadn't gotten to help in time for their eyes to be saved. Not many--there weren't many of any of them--but a few. But none of them had anything like that.

"I'm Trunks."

[stark_spangled]

It's not a bad creed. Even Steve Rogers has to admit that sometimes trouble has a way of following at his heels. Just don't tell Bucky he said so.

"Ma'am?" he calls, standing up and moving away from his table. Trouble or not, he's never been able to turn away when he sees someone in need, and that look on Lois' face? He's willing to bet this is her first time here. "Do you need some help?"

[fuckingblind]

Yeah, Danny can hear it, and he's not the only one that's annoyed.

"It's what I said," he says, looking almost directly at him then, his own expression unamused. "What are you staring at?"

His hand finds the table, but then the other man's hand is at his elbow and he jerks it away, face screwing up as he does. "Touch your elbow, god."

But then he is continuing. "Ship." he repeats. "This is a joke right?" This can't be possible, but he knows for a fact he is somewhere completely different than where he was.

[mystoryidontshare]

Ma'am? Someone was actually calling her that? She turns a bit to stare at the guy. A guy that reminded her, just a tiny bit, of a certain archer back home. Though she knows for a fact that this isn't Oliver Queen. Knows that... well, she just knows who he's not for the most part.

"You can start by telling me where I'm at," she states. Then, almost as if seeing Clark's disapproving face at the way she worded it, she corrects herself, "If you don't mind."