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Blackstaff Travel ([personal profile] travelagency) wrote in [community profile] guest_list2014-06-28 12:51 pm
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Test Drive


Test Drive




This is a test drive for The Last Resort. You can use one of the handy prompts or make up your own.

Prompts



Prompt #1

The Centauri have a display of their goddess Li, at the museum as a part of their cultural appreciation week. Below the statue is a plaque that informs visitors that what the goddess possesses both male and female genitalia.

So that's what those tentacles are.

If your character is "lucky", later they can see a drunken Centauri playing pool in a unique way at Pugsy's, and even know now what it is he's doing.



Prompt #2

Quadratus is a big world with a lot of unexplored space. Normally the man in charge of teleportation sends people out to distant continents and can retrieve an exploration team when they're ready to return. This time something has gone wrong, though, and your character's tracker has broken. They can barely reach the network to say they need help to come find them, and their last location can only be pinpointed to a general area of sixty kilometers.

Is your character an explorer that hates being out in this sort of weather? A guide that needs to keep their team alive? A member of a search and rescue operation?

If you need ideas for the environment, here is our World page.



Prompt #3

One of the more gregarious ambassadors recently received a very large shipment of Romulan Ale and tonight generously decided to share with the entire resort. Drinks all around! An hour in, the party is starting to get a bit wild in some parts of the resort. Are you a partier, setting up impromptu karaoke or racing wheely chairs down the hallways? Are you a member of security, trying to calm a belligerent drunk? Are you a sober resort guest who just wants to get some sleep and about ready to punch someone to get it? Or something else of your choosing.



Prompt #4

Make up your own!


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Prompt #3

[personal profile] frontier_doktor 2014-07-07 01:16 am (UTC)(link)
Utrecht Visscher wasn't hardy, but he was one of the few willing to go out in this particular climate. It was cold and it chilled him right through his thick jacket. He had the hood of it pulled up, faux fur keeping his face warm as the wind cut at the outside of it. He held his ground as he checked his scanner, still receiving no readings. They might have found a cave and went under the ice. While he hoped in part that was the case, it also meant that quite likely he wasn't going to pick up their signal, and while they were only slightly safer from the cold they weren't going to be from whatever was in the caves and they were going to be harder to find.

He looked over at his travelling companion before shoving his gloves higher up on his fingers. "How much longer do you think we have before they call in more search teams?" he asked, his German accent almost negligible, his "w" leaning closer to a "v", but otherwise was barely there. He hoped there would be more search teams, but there were a lot of other matters to be tended to among the civilians of Blackway and this was a risk that exploration teams were expected to endure in choosing their occupation.