TDM #1
ARRIVAL TDM Exploration |
You're barely given any time to tell anyone about the lottery you've just won or say any goodbyes before it's 1800 hours and the transport pod is waiting there for you to take you to the SS Hygge. True to the message you received, once you enter the transport pod you start to feel very drowsy very rapidly, and you don't come to again until you feel the transport pod bump against one of many landing docks and hear it clip in. The transport pod opens once the airtight seal has molded itself around its door, and lights guide you down a corridor to what looks like a hotel lobby, complete with friendly receptionists waiting behind a counter to greet you. Upon giving your name you will be given a room key and informed that a bottle of champagne (soft drink/juice for minors) is waiting for you in your room. In your room you will find a communications device that you are to strap onto your wrist (or any other appropriate limb) and keep with you at all times. The Captain can communicate with you through the device, and it allows you to keep track of the ship time. While you are checking in, you will be asked to make an appointment with a tailor tonight, who will be by your room to take your measurements so that you can be suitably clothed for the welcome dinner tomorrow, and for any other adventures the ship goes on. When you get to your room, you'll find it's a fairly small cabin with an ensuite bathroom. There's a TV mounted on the wall at the foot of a double bed. On top of the bedside drawer is the smartwatch-resembling comms device that the receptionist was talking about. Its charger is in the drawer. While there are no windows, there is a screen that cycles through various scenery. The nature scenery might have occasional birdsong or quiet sounds of a distant waterfall. The galactic one is magnificent but silent. You can program what's displayed from your comms device. From your comms device you can also request for some white noise to help you sleep, or adjust the room's temperature. As soon as you put it on, you will feel a little prick in your wrist/appendage as it releases nanites into your body. This allows you to communicate with other passengers speaking different languages on board the ship, and it also allows the Captain to keep track of you in case you get lost. It remembers all your preferences, and it functions like a smartwatch, allowing you to contact other passengers as well as Reception, take photos, record videos and do video calls. There is a wardrobe next to the TV that currently only holds a bathrobe and some sleepwear that's of a slightly larger fit for you, to make it more comfortable to sleep in. Don't worry - there'll be more clothes to go into the wardrobe tomorrow when the tailor is ready. Though there is a map of the ship loaded into your comms device, you are left to explore its facilities on your own. Or why not make a friend with another solo arrival and explore together? You may not want to jump into the pool until the tailor has provided you with fitting swimming attire, but maybe a massage at the Golden Palm might interest you after that cramped ride in the transport pod? The Great Escape offers a great many virtual reality experiences that you can enjoy. And of course, if you're hungry, why not hit up some of the restaurants? All facilities are within walking distance of each other, on the main deck at the top floor. You don't have to go straight to your room if you're not tired. |
WELCOME DINNER TDM Mingle |
Hopefully you had a well-rested first night on board the Hygge. Maybe you didn't - maybe you were partying all night. Or maybe you've made a new friend and never quite managed to make it back to your own room. Either way, the tailor will come by your room in the early afternoon to drop off three boxes of clothes tailor-made to suit your body and style. The small box contains some plain underwear and activewear/swimwear for use in the ship's gym/pool respectively. There is also a hand towel with your name embroidered on it, for use at the gym or anywhere else where towels might get mixed up. The large box contains three everyday outfits for your character to wear. You only arrived with the clothes on your back after all - you'll need something to change into. Finally, the medium box contains formal attire for tonight's welcome dinner, held at Umami from 1900 hours ship time. You haven't forgotten about the welcome dinner that Reception mentioned yesterday, have you? It might be awkward to show up late. It is not expected that all the ship's passengers will be in one restaurant at the same time, so unfortunately there aren't enough tables for all solo guests to sit at their own table. If you arrive late you may need to join someone else who's already seated. Come on, it wouldn't kill you to make conversation with your dinner partner for the night, would it? If you're feeling ridiculous in your cocktail dress or stuffy three piece suit, who's to say your dinner partner can't commiserate? Maybe you're from the same place, or share a few same interests. The rest of the dinner will go a lot more smoothly if you happen to get along with your dinner companion(s). After the lavish twelve course dinner, there will be a song and dance performance by some of the ship's crew. The DJ will take over from 2200 hours ship time and play music that is suspiciously suitable to dance to. How about topping the night off with a few fancy moves or a slow dance on the floor? |
DEFYING GRAVITY TDM Event |
It's the fourth night you are spending on board the ship. The current ship time is 0517. Many guests are asleep. Some are still partying it up at Starlight, some are hunched over the jackpot machines. Some people are still convincing themselves they don't have a drinking problem, chins in their palms as they turn stirrers in lazy circles in their almost-empty tumblers. Some might be in the library cafe in the middle of a good book. It happens without warning. One moment you're doing whatever it is you're doing. The next, there's a barely noticeable rumble, and then you're floating. You and everyone else around you and everything else as far as your eyes can see that isn't bolted down to the ship. Sound travels slowly in space. The screaming and the sound of things breaking - they come moments after the weightlessness pushes you away from the ground. Or maybe that's just you, in the thick of the confusion, trying to figure out what's happening and trying to make sense of the chaos that's starting to unfold in front of your eyes. Staff that are clearly distressed attempt to swim-float around and tell passengers to remain calm. Some staff have big, clunky, magnetised boots that allow them to walk along the ship's floor, but they seem to be engineering personnel rushing off somewhere and they're not stopping for hospitality staff or guests. If you are loitering near the lobby where you had first arrived, Hygge staff may ask you to work as quickly as you can launching the transport pods you arrived in back off the ship. If you are in your room and try to make your way to the front door, you will find it is unlocked, and you will notice a lot of confused heads poking out into the corridor. Hopefully you weren't in the pool, because that's now a nebulous floating blob of water that is threatening to suffocate you. Nobody seems to have any accurate information about what the hell's going on and the flurry of activity continues for a good forty minutes, maybe more, before a crisp, clear voice can be heard booming throughout the ship. |
CAPTAIN'S BROADCAST June Event Sneak Preview |
“Good morning, esteemed guests. This is your Captain speaking. At this time I ask you all to please remain calm, hold on to a fixed part of the ship, and follow the instructions of all crew. At approximately 0442 hours ship time, a series of supernovae approximately 312,659 light years away occurred in rapid succession and triggered a cataclysmic chain reaction across the universe. We have lost communications with all nearby star systems. The devastating effects on individual galaxies is currently not known. As a direct result of this chain reaction, the ship was hit by large debris from a nearby implosion and the hull was breached. Several fuel cells have been irreversibly damaged in the breach and a fire has broken out on the lower deck due to leaking oxygen stores, rendering several cabins uninhabitable. In addition, the gravity drive has experienced a catastrophic failure. This resulted in water from the pool flooding the engine room, causing the engine to malfunction and compromising the navigational system. Finally, several critical components of the engine have been jettisoned due to conflicting emergency protocols and these have been scattered throughout time and space. The transport pods have been deployed on their previous command loop in an effort to locate any other survivors and bring them on board. However, there will be insufficient fuel and oxygen for the ship to wait here for the transport pods to return. We must restore the oxygen supply and repair the engine before we can bring additional passengers on board. Our first course of action is to retrieve the energy crystal which will restore full operational power back to the engine. We have traced its unique energy signature to the American frontier, in the year 1862. Our data suggests that the crystal is on board a locomotive transport. Despite the abrupt alteration in the timeline, word has already spread of a valuable jewel being transported across the country. We must board a moving train to retrieve the crystal and bring it back to the ship before it is hijacked by bandits. We have redirected all remaining backup power to the ship’s engine. In doing so we will have enough fuel to initiate one perfectly executed jump sequence to intercept the train. The gravity drive cannot be brought back online if we are to make this jump, so please, hold on tight. I will be initiating the jump sequence through hyperspace into the Wild West in 3… 2… 1.” |
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Diego Hargreeves | The Umbrella Academy
Honestly this whole 'Nigerian Princess' thing sounds fake. The only reason he came on board is because the world's supposedly ending soon anyway. Why not take a chance on one last hurrah? It's not like he has much more to lose, and besides, they'll take him back to 6.01pm the day he left, right?
He's not sure what he was expecting, but this grand cruiseship in space sure as hell wasn't it.
Still dressed in his tactical suit, Diego makes his way around the ship's main deck after checking out his room. He hasn't yet figured out that there's a map in his watch thing so he's just nosying around making abrupt turns around blind corners until he walks straight into someone just outside one of the restaurants.
"Shit- sorry."
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Hello? Is this thing on? Hey how does this thing work? What's the wifi password?
Wildcard
(Choose your own adventure)
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Who is this?
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That princess really seems to get around.
The food's great, though, in case you're hungry.
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Where and what have you tried?
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He also looks rather agitated, it's hard to tell who clashes into who since Peter wasn't even looking forward.
"It's cool, man. I think we're all a little lost. You wouldn't have seen a brunette girl, little shorter than me, big black eyes and with two antennae?"
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"No. Don't think so. Did you arrive together? Does she have one of these?" He waves the watch around a bit.
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"I'm not sure. I walked into the pod and quickly passed out, after waking up I tried to contact them without any luck. I'm looking for the rest of my team or a better communicator to reach the Nova Corps."
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"I think this is all everyone's getting." Diego's eyebrows furrow at the device and he pokes at it a few times, not really knowing how to work it or exactly what it's capable of.
"Maybe you're the only one who won the ticket?" Whatever bullshit lottery thing that was supposed to be that brought them here.
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It obviously isn't the case now. The man looks Terran like him, so maybe that explains why the concept of the Nova Corps is unfamiliar to him. "Guess so. That thing stung me the first time I put it on."
And Peter is still very bitter about it. Not because of the pain, he's had much worse in the past, but because he's sure the device must have done something after piercing the skin. He doesn't like to think about the repercussions.
"I don't believe for a second I won anything, I got into the ship to ask for help. Name's Star-Lord by the day, you might have heard of me. What's yours?"
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"I'm sorry, 'Star Lord'?" So much for trying to leave a good impression Diego. At least he didn't laugh out loud. And Diego Hargreeves is Batman.
"I... haven't heard of 'Star Lord', sorry." Not since the last time he played Minecraft with a twelve year old, which was summarily never.
"I'm Diego. And I think it put something under the skin."
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Peter's mouth opens as if he's going to say something else, then he closes after the obvious incredulous tone in Diego's voice. Come on man, at least it's not a completely stupid super-hero name like, let's say The Kraken.
"The real name's Peter Quill." He's obviously bummed at the reaction but not surprised. "Under the skin? Great, I bet it was some sort of tracker or implant. That's usually how it's done, the translator in my neck was installed that way."
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"Somebody put something in your neck? They didn't do that here, did they?" Because yeah, Diego's not having any of that shit, no matter how useful it's supposed to be.
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"Yes, when I was eight. It was a very useful thing, it's a universal translator. Hardly any alien speaks English. They might have done so we all can understand each other even if we aren't from the same planet."
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All this space and aliens and alien languages shit is a little too much for Diego. He's barely gotten his head around time travel.
"Are we talking green with three eyes or...?" His mental image of an alien is probably much more of a caricature than the kinds Peter has seen and talked to.
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Pretty sure if you're doing something that needs permission, you probably shouldn't do it online. Because it's probably gross.
I'm Percy.
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Is this thing hooked up to everyone else's watch? [He can foresee that being annoying even if no one's planning on spamming the hell out of other guests.]
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Uh, yeah? I guess?
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Well, there was one that could fly, but I wasn't on that one for long.
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