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theairlock2017-01-09 12:13 pm
airlockedmods) wrote in theairlock2017-01-09 12:13 pm
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the mock mingle
[An hour ago you woke up in a bed that wasn't yours, awakened by a chirpy, feminine voice coming from the device on your non-dominant arm. The voice cheerfully requests that you exit your sleeping quarters and to please make your way to the the main deck of the ship for a debriefing on your circumstances.
It was around this time you might have noticed the clothes you last remember wearing are gone and replaced with this little number. If you take a moment to check out the Personal Identification Program on your arm, you'll find a touch screen with a few icons that lead to a series of 21 profiles and a series of apps that lead to note-taking functions and a number of customization appearance screens. The profiles all contain a photo of each Champion, their name and title, their age, species and world of origin.
As you stumbled out of your chrome-y quarters (into an equally chrome-y hallway), with every step the floor lights up under your feet, illuminating the dark ship a little at a time. On one side of the hallway are a series of mechanical doors with screen pads embedded on the walls next to them. A quick flash of your PIP will open them for you without hassle. On the opposite side of the hallway are a long string of windows showing nothing but vast amounts of stars and the deep, dark blackness of deep space. Once you reach the end of the hallway you'll find a large central living space with 20 other people, the same people from the profiles, either there already or filing in along with you. Floating well above everyone's heads in the middle of the room is a large computer screen. Once everyone piled in, the screen blinked to life and the same voice from your PIPs greeted you in the same peppy tone from before.
The voice introduced herself as the Champion Excellence Control Environment or C.E.C.E. before welcoming you to the Deep Space Champion Excellence Program, explaining that you were selected for this program based on being the best in your particular field in your particular world, hence the title of "Champion". In this program you will be expected to live communally together here on the ship for as long as possible. The ship is fully-functional and fully-stocked for an extended stay.
Oh? You don't want to stay and participate in the program? That's alright, there's an easy fix to that! All you have to do is kill one of your fellow Champions and not get caught. That is easy enough, right? Right.
When the debriefing is complete, the screen dims but doesn't turn off completely. If need be C.E.C.E. is available to answer any more questions you have throughout the week. For now, you're free to explore the ship as you like. There's the communal dining hall, a zero gravity room, a kitchen, a holo deck, the central living area and the personal quarters everyone woke up in.
Go make some friends, dears, you may be here a while.]
It was around this time you might have noticed the clothes you last remember wearing are gone and replaced with this little number. If you take a moment to check out the Personal Identification Program on your arm, you'll find a touch screen with a few icons that lead to a series of 21 profiles and a series of apps that lead to note-taking functions and a number of customization appearance screens. The profiles all contain a photo of each Champion, their name and title, their age, species and world of origin.
As you stumbled out of your chrome-y quarters (into an equally chrome-y hallway), with every step the floor lights up under your feet, illuminating the dark ship a little at a time. On one side of the hallway are a series of mechanical doors with screen pads embedded on the walls next to them. A quick flash of your PIP will open them for you without hassle. On the opposite side of the hallway are a long string of windows showing nothing but vast amounts of stars and the deep, dark blackness of deep space. Once you reach the end of the hallway you'll find a large central living space with 20 other people, the same people from the profiles, either there already or filing in along with you. Floating well above everyone's heads in the middle of the room is a large computer screen. Once everyone piled in, the screen blinked to life and the same voice from your PIPs greeted you in the same peppy tone from before.
The voice introduced herself as the Champion Excellence Control Environment or C.E.C.E. before welcoming you to the Deep Space Champion Excellence Program, explaining that you were selected for this program based on being the best in your particular field in your particular world, hence the title of "Champion". In this program you will be expected to live communally together here on the ship for as long as possible. The ship is fully-functional and fully-stocked for an extended stay.
Oh? You don't want to stay and participate in the program? That's alright, there's an easy fix to that! All you have to do is kill one of your fellow Champions and not get caught. That is easy enough, right? Right.
When the debriefing is complete, the screen dims but doesn't turn off completely. If need be C.E.C.E. is available to answer any more questions you have throughout the week. For now, you're free to explore the ship as you like. There's the communal dining hall, a zero gravity room, a kitchen, a holo deck, the central living area and the personal quarters everyone woke up in.
Go make some friends, dears, you may be here a while.]
Exploring
Up until she realizes the girl has been wandering along the room for a while.]
Did you lose something?
[You're the only person she's spoken to today without glaring at them.]
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Oh, no, I'm just trying to get the layout of the room as accurate as possible.
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On the watch? [She'll check that later.]... How big does this place seem to you?
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It's hard to tell. It seems like we only have access to a small part of it.
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Who knows what else is here if that's the case. We'll have to be careful when checking the doors.
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Do you think they'd just have dangerous things roaming the ship?
[...she doesn't sound like she actually doubts this at all.]
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If they went to all the effort of kidnapping us. They wouldn't just let us walk out the door. There has to be guards somewhere.
[Which is worrying with all the children about.]
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There would have to be a lot of them for them to be effective. There are twenty-one of us, after all. We could probably overpower one or two, even unarmed.
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We should find a way to change that. Or something that can pry open the doors.
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There might be utensils in the kitchen that we could use in a way they didn't expect.
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Even if we found something, we wouldn't be able to carry it without being noticed...
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That way everyone will know who to murder.]Unless they don't know it's worth noticing. If nobody realizes what we're doing, nobody will try to stop us from doing it.
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I think anyone could realize something was going on. Unless you intend to carry a plate of food everywhere?
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...I guess I could? No, you're right, that would be weird. [Especially if it was the freeze-dried stuff.]
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well this is me opening a new tab and then forgetting about it
[SHE REALLY THOUGHT SHE HAD A GOOD IDEA]
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[That would be dangerous for everyone involved.]
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[Until she turns out to be THE MASTERMIND and kills everyone!]
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[Honestly, she was more bothered by the girl hurting herself with it.]
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[Bigger even than murders. How thick are the exterior walls on this ship?]
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[She'd have no sympathy for them.]
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[does she have to worry about someone trying to open a window]
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[She might have suggested that to someone.]
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[gdi it's like some of you don't have backgrounds in sci-fi or something]
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[It's not like they're really in space.]