Posted by Cadet Tandra Mika (Doctor) in Side Sim: The Challenger’s Got Talent (Pre-Sim)

Posted by Captain Emmeline Davis (Commanding Officer) in Side Sim: The Challenger’s Got Talent (Pre-Sim)

Posted by Captain Emmeline Davis (Commanding Officer) in Side Sim: The Challenger’s Got Talent (Pre-Sim)
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Emmy glanced up as a cadet requested entrance and gestured him forward without comment, unsure why he was requesting permission to enter a required event for the crew. She considered the time for a moment and decided that it was time to begin the event. Making her way to the small stage, she stood in front of it formally, clasping her hands in the small of her back as she straightened her shoulders and addressed the group, “Cadet McMorran of the Science Division was first to arrive, so will perform first.” She then strode off the stage and took a seat to the right of the area to observe the talent.

Davis, CO

OOC: I hope I used the ‘if, then’ convention correctly. I reckoned it was better to do it this way than to leave a very short post, awaiting a response to then define exactly how things would carry one. Do let me know! :)

IC: Puffing her cheeks momentarily in a nervous sigh, Aili lifted her pipes from their seat beside her and brought herself to her feet. Looking over the faces in the room as the made her way onto the stage, he smiled over at Cadet Mika, and nodded respectfully to the Captain when she reached the centre of the stage. Straighening up (she had a habit of slouching slightly, especially when nervous), she hoisted the set of pipes to her shoulder.

“Uh, hello everyone”, Aili began, “what I’m about to perform is, well half of a duet. A duet my grandfather and I put together. I know it’s eh, less than ideal, but I have a holo-recording of him performing the other half, if you don’t mind me using that so I look a little less silly?” If this was given the nod, Aili would have produced a small holo-emitter and placed in beside her on the stage. When activated shortly thereafter, the image of an elderly man, with jagged features and stringy, faded grey hair, also wielding a set of pipes would have appeared, before turning and looking down at Aili beside him. His gaze was slightly misaligned as he smiled at her as Aili had never quite
mastered the use of the recording.

Emmy simply nodded in response to the cadet’s question.

In time with one another, or Aili alone if without the recording, the pipes were filled with air as the playing began. A long monotone note rang out, drowning the room in sound, before a tune exploded into existence. The song was slightly slowed and modified, so as to fit the instrument of choice. After some introductory bars, Aili released the mouthpiece and burst into song: “I… am the very model of a modern Major General, I’ve information vegetable, animal and mineral”. Returning to her piping for the next few lines, the recording would do as she had done, singing in a broad highland accent: “I know the kings of England, and I quote the fights historical, from Marathon to Waterloo, in order catagorical”. And so this would carry on. In the event that Aili was playing alone, she would have looked akwardly around the room as she played her segments to no vocal accompaniment. Reaching the end of the song, both parts joined for the final lines: “But still, in matters vegetable, animal and mineral, I am the very model of a modern Major-General!” Each active piper then recited one final, climactic, melody on the pipes before bowing to the audience. At this point, the holo-recording would blink out. Aili looked around the room as she returned to an upright position, pursing her lips.

(Cadet McMorran - Science)

OOC: This was a perfect way to use it! In an ideal world, you’d wait for a response from the person instead of proceeding onward, but in this situation, I think this is more than appropriate. Keep in mind that short posts are also ok, especially if you’re interacting with someone! I actually prefer a shorter post that doesn’t assume a particular response so that you aren’t having to insert responses between paragraphs, but that’s not always true across everyone.

IC:

Emmy found herself enjoying the music more than she thought and a satisfied smile came across her features as she observed that this had been an excellent idea. She applauded heartily as the performance came to an end and, once it had died off, glanced around. “Cadet Mika? Did you have a talent to share with us?”

Davis, CO

Aili nodded to the Captain and the rest of the audience, before sidling off of the stage and returning to her seat. As she passed by Mika, she gave her an encouraging, friendly smile.

(Cadet McMorran - Science)

Tandra applauded as the performance ended, almost transfixed by the music. For bagpipes, an instrument that she had always regarded as too noisy and rather irritating, McMorran had made it sound really good. When the Captain spoke to her, she jumped and said, “Wha-? O-oh, yes! That reminds me. I’m kinda gonna need the holodeck for mine,” She said. “Would, um, would that be okay?” She asked, clutching her bag, which was a duffel bag carrying some clothes and a water bottle.

~Cadet Tandra Mika

Emmy held up a single finger as she contemplated Mika’s request. The need for the technological capabilities of the holodeck had not entered her mind when she had chosen to have the event in the lounge. A few short moments and issued commands later, the whole group had been transported to the holodeck and Nine Forward had been recreated there, so it was as if they had never gone anywhere.

“The stage area has been set up to run independently of this simulation, so you may do what you need there,” she responded to the cadet.

Davis, CO

“Perfect, thanks!” Tandra said, and headed off stage. It was moments later that she returned, dressed in what could only be described as a martial arts uniform. Of course, she could’ve performed dressed as she usually did, but she figured it would be cooler if she wore the traditional outfit. And she hadn’t worn it it, because she wished it to be a surprise. The belt on her uniform was brown, that she was very good, but had not yet passed a black belt test. She had created a hologram to spar with her, a generic person, a little larger than she, probably 5‘6’’ and 150 pounds, male, opposing Mika’s 5‘4’‘, 125 pounds. wearing the same outfit as her.

Tandra took a deep breath and said, “Hello! In my act, I’m going to be showing you my skill in the martial art of Judo.” Then she turned to the hologram partner. And then the fight began. Quickly they were in a match where one would grab the other, and then be knocked away or blocked, but the stalemate did not last long, and Mika knocked the training dummy off balance. And then she got in beneath him, grabbing his shirt, and put her weight into a through that landed the training dummy on the mat. All in all, the match was fairly short, perhaps a few minutes. Normally, she would go on to do another round, but Mika did not want to take too long. Instead simply stopped the training dummy and they both turned to look at the audience and bowed. Then, the hologram faded away, and Mika walked off stage, to return to the audience once again in her normal outfit.

~ Cadet Tandra Mika, Doctor

In his time aboard DS7, K’sang discovered an art form that felt similar to the wonder of cursing. For the coming battle he would need every bit of it, he thumbed the hilt of his microphone as his pulse quicked. Nearly time… the world seemed to slow down and fall to muted tones as it would in that killing moment. It had been too long since K’sang felt excitement such as this…

When it was his turn to make his way onto the stage he turned to the gathering and bared his teeth as he postured. “Computer, run Project Greatness”

The lights dimmed in the room as speakers boomed with a percussive base, his voice dropping to a a growling chant for the main chorus:

“Droppin down ta the ground like no, Mo-Fo can.
Spittin out theory-tricorder in mah hand.
Droppin down ta the ground like no, Mo-Fo can.
Spittin out theory-tricorder in mah hand.

When mah boots hit the deck, ya all chant QAPLA! Cuz my lyrics they be lat-num… Yo faces… Shock n Awe.

Droppin down ta the ground like no, Mo-Fo can.
Spittin out theory-tricorder in mah hand.
Droppin down ta the ground like no, Mo-Fo can.
Spittin out theory-tricorder in mah hand.

Now I be singin, the one and on-ly…
Cuz i’m the greatest, you cant approach me…
All the ladies wanna see be, all the boys wanna be me.
Phasers set to stun, I’m almost done.

Droppin down ta the ground like no, Mo-Fo can.
Spittin out theory-tricorder in mah hand.
Droppin down ta the ground like no, Mo-Fo can.
Spittin out theory-tricorder in mah hand.

This be the last, but not the end of me. Because I serve, a great dichotomy .
Gonna be preachin my ism, so that all of you know.
Beam me up Scotty… I stole this show.”

Promptly as his lyrics ended, so did the music. K’sang dropped the microphone onto the stage like area and promptly walked off to the side.
-K’sang, Science Cadet