Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Leah Hart (Nurse Practitioner/Counseling) in Would you like to play a game? (Thread A)

Posted by Lieutenant Xam Ra’Ti (Tactical Officer) in Would you like to play a game? (Thread A)

Posted by Commander Roman Alden (First Officer & Chief Science Officer) in Would you like to play a game? (Thread A)
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Sentinel was always a busy ship. There were always things to be done, places to go, cargo to move. Today, they were out on the far edge of their general patrol area, investigating reports of spacial anomalies in the region. Roman, to his great dismay, was not yet back on full duty, in fact, he’d barely returned to duty at all. So, he was having his science officer on the Bridge send him the reports.

As the ship sat near the most recent anomalous location, running sensors and scans and what have you, an all-encompassing white light breached the walls of the ship, enveloping all of them.

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The room was the size of a large ballroom. Laying on the beautiful, light coloured tile floor were Roman, Rand, Randy, Leah, Xam, and Kovan. The room was extravagant, the foyer of a large mansion by the looks of it. Large pillars adorned the sides of the rooms, the ceiling a beautiful painted dome. Elegant stairways led upstairs on either side of the room, leading to a small overlook followed by a large hallway. There was no one else in the room. At the front of the large room, huge, beautiful doors, that if tried, would not budge, as if glued shut. Large, arched windows adorned the walls, revealing a beautiful, but unreachable, courtyard.

All of the officers were physically fine, unhurt, exactly as they had been on board the ship. Their only symptom was disorientation as a result of the method of transportation, which would fade in ten to thirty minutes.

There was a voice in their minds, as if telepathic, not even quite a voice, just… the ideas. I would like to play a game with you, my intrepid explorers. I have abducted you from your ship - don’t worry, it is safe, as is the remainder of your crew. You, however, must win at my game in order to escape. Do not hope for rescue. You are unreachable to your crew. You will not be able to reach them and they will not be able to find you.

The only way out is to play. And the way to play… is to escape. You are in a building modelled after those on the planet of Earth. By any means necessary and available to you, you must escape to the outside. Only then will you be returned to your vessel. Good luck.

~ Jaguar

Roman had been waiting for reports from the bridge, but it was late and Rand had been asleep. Which was unfortunate because all she had on was a very attractive, spaghetti strap, short, emerald green, satin nightgown. She woke quite disoriented. She stared around in bewilderment. Why were they in a ballroom? Was this part of a performance? She pushed to sit up slowly, and gasped. She was in her nightgown!

She looked around for something to cover her, and noticed the others. Roman was closest. She crawled across the floor and shook him. “Roman?” She looked around. “Randy!”

“Kovan? Lt. Hart? Lt. Ra’ti?”

Yeoman Rand

Roman grumbled as she shook him. Then his eyes popped open and he shot up. “I… I wasn’t dreaming it, then? That voice…” He looked around. “Lieutenants Hart, Ra’ti, are you okay? Randy? Kovan?”

~ Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO

Ra’Ti sat up and rubbed his head. He had been asleep in… well… someone’s quarters; and was dressed appropriately for such activities, not for being dropped into the foyer of a mansion. Or rather, he was undressed for such activities.

Glancing down at himself, he looked up at the rest of the group and grinned. “Well… no secrets from shipmates then, huh?” and he chuckled, shaking his head. He then got up and started looking for something to cover himself up with; which he found by pulling down a curtain and wrapping it around himself like a toga.

Ra’Ti, Chief Tactical Officer

Leah had worked a double shift and had been off-duty before a therapy session with an ensign that she couldn’t postpone. The voice in her head had been so clear that as she took in the space around her she realized this was not a dream.

Pushing herself to her feet, she had a long black leggings, a vibrant purple tunic, and one of her own necklaces- an ornate affair with three stands of colourful glass beads connecting with intricate wire work flowers.

She turned in a slow circle and took in everyone with her. They seemed okay (the CTO’s undressed state aside). So instead she focused on their predicament. “You’ve stated the rules, but can we ask for information? And who are you?” Dealing with predictable and unpredictable behaviour was at least her speciality.

~Leah Hart, NP

Randy appeared in the room himself actually just wearing his duty uniform consisting of his shirt, kilt, and a rather fetching pair of glossy black knee high boots with a slight heel. He had been working on cleaning / maintenance in the dilithium crystal energizer when he found himself in this new and exceptionally different space.”Guid tae see ye all, an’ for some more than I expected. Ye’re all alright?” He exhaled a little, still holding the tools he had been using, before he stood by Roman and Rand.

–Randy, JoAT–