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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.]
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[After the message McBurn yawns loudly.]
What a pain.
[Strange that he doesn't seem to give a damn about killing someone. But then depending on what sort of people these "champions" are, he might actually find it more interesting here than back home.]
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[Well, hopefully no one was wanting to sit on the couch McBurn is on, because he's taking up the whole thing and lazily looking at the profiles. His own profile would list the following: Name: McBurn, Champion of Fire Handling. Age: ?, Species: Mixed (part human/part ???). He looks human other than the strange hair and eye colors though. Good luck guessing what the ??? is.]
Wonder if any of these can last more than a minute.
[He means in a fight, but feel free to misconstrue this for something else. Wouldn't be the first time something he's said could have some weird connotation because he's not one to say a whole lot.]
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[McBurn has an issue where he does get bored a bit too easily, so he'll be able to be found in any other location throughout the day. He'll certainly fiddle around with things in the holodeck, grab some of the food in the kitchen and generally roam around.
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I definitely could. I would be more worried about any of my opponents.
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Same. Not much can take the heat I put out.
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Literal.
Why do I suddenly feel they're going to end up fighting each other in the zero-g room
Because they obviously both like fights?
So fire just makes you hot as well then?
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Living Area
[Probably a fight. Hopefully JUST a fight. But this isn't a situation where the Doctor's going to take chances.]
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[Can we not provoke violence here, maybe.]
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living area
[ WHAT... DO YOU MEAN EXACTLY, BARNEY... ]
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[And these two probably are going to be speaking of totally different things.]
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[ Annnd there's the hand up for a high five. This is totally what you meant, right? ]
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Before you consider touching me, I should mention that getting hot is also literal for me.
[And now he's tossing it in the air a bit and catching it as if that fireball he made was nothing more than a child's toy and it isn't burning his hand when he does this. He doesn't seem like he's making a threat either since he's still speaking in the same bored sounding tone he's been using the whole conversation.]
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Woah, hey, no need to get all flaming, dude. [ Barney backs up, his hands drawn up in surrender. ] Unless you like, are, in which case, more power to ya, dude.
Still, that fire thing is pretty awesome.
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Can't really say I care either way. It all boils down to who can take the heat and if they can't then it's a waste of my time.
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It's already been more than a minute.
[Surely he meant "playing this game" and not "in a fight." That would be stupid. This isn't single combat.]
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Who cares about that stupid murder someone to get home thing. I'm more interested if any of you "Champions" are worth my time.
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Then the important factor is: with or without weapons and abilities? [An important distinction.] I'm much more formidable with a weapon, for example.
[She says this with dead seriousness and the knowledge that absolutely nobody's going to believe a five foot tall girl that looks like she weighs a hundred pounds soaking wet can take anybody on in a fight, weapons or no.]
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Do you see any available weapons here? If that C.E.C.E. chick is hiding a secret cache away somewhere please do enlighten me.
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[That had been an annoying thing to figure out. Physics actually worked now. Who had time for that??]
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