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.002 The Fleet's Test Drive Meme

The Fleet: Test Drive Meme.

❖Instructions.

1. Pick a prompt
2. Comment with your thread start, with your character name and fandom in the subject line.
3. Tag into other's threads.
4. Have fun!
5. And what happens on the TDM defaults to staying on the TDM (it's not taken in game), unless all players involved agree AND you have mod approval to c&p the thread to the log comm. You must get mod approval.

**If you have questions, ask the Mods

❖Meme Prompts.

[Shuttle]
You've arrived! You've been seen by a coolly efficient (what you hope is a) medical professional - after all they did give you a shot of something. Then you were handed a slew of things you're still trying to process - communication devices, a ring (which is also a key?), a piece of transparent film that's flashing information. And clothing, that was a thoughtful gesture. And then there was the explanation - You've been taken (isn't that a nice way of saying 'kidnapped') by that floating orb of light, you can't leave, but while you're here you get room and board. Is that really a fair trade? Oh, and to top everything off, you have a set of gem like stones set into your chest, that you can't remove.

Before you know it, you've moved with the crowd towards the shuttle and now that you are sitting down, it's now suddenly sinking in.

You are so very far from home.

[NOTE: Please note that the actual arrival process is different from the above scenario - please see the New Arrivals Page for a detailed explanation of the arrival process.]

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[Cafeteria]
You’re hungry, and though the smells coming from the cafeteria are strange, they are alluring. The grumble in your belly tells you it’s worth chancing.

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[Multipurpose Common Area]
You’re bored but haven’t quite worked up the courage to venture out into the greater parts of the station. The common area of the residential community seems like it might provide some distractions. And the view out the large windows lining one wall is simply stunning.

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[The Center Station Central Gardens]
In an environment where spatial expansion is finite, it seems extravagant to house a garden this big. What looks like giant trees at first glance, turn outo be the wire structures that rise up six stores before fanning out actually house various breeds of creeping vines. There are two levels of raised walkways that wind around the vine structures. The ground level also wraps lazily through various plots of vegetation. There is enough variety of plants here to keep anyone interested for hours.

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[Cemetery Ring]
If you’re in more for a somber atmosphere, the Cemetery Ring is open to everyone.

The first sign posted outside the door reads "We are the lights that shines brightest against the night." The sign below it simply says "All are welcome."

This wide corridor, that traverses the whole very top of the Inner Rings, is dimly lit, but pinpoints of light twinkle all over the wall. The wall juts out in an effort to create more surface area for memorials to those Owmi who have passed on to the next life since the Owmi started their nomadic journey.

The peacefulness of the room is inviting.

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[Strange Lights - previous plot]
Something strange is happening. You've been here just a few days and before you can even get used to the fact you are an abductee of a glowing ball of light, you now have an aura of lights hanging around your head. The colors change, and if you watch them for a moment (from a mirror - they are hard to get a good look of out of the corner of your eye) you notice they match the colors of the gem like stones fixed to your chest. And if you're really observant, you might catch on that the colors and intensity of the lights change with your mood.

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[Pinkie Pie's Fun Day Celebration - previous plot]

Confetti/Glitter Bombs!
Sometimes there’s a pair of eyes watching various residents going in and out of their rooms. Or walking around the habitat station at various places. Wherever your character may be, Pinkie is waiting with a bucket full of confetti or glitter. She forgets which one she takes with her since she prepared so many for this day. How she’s getting around without being noticed is a mystery, but that works just fine for her!

Common Area Mingling!
At the common area, Pinkie has the entire place decked out with balloons, confetti, several piñatas hanging from the ceiling (how did they get up there?!), and an area set up for games. She couldn’t find the actual games like the ones back home, so she had to make them herself. There’s chess, Twister, but instead of boring circles, there’s images of pink icing-covered donuts, chocolate chip cookies, blue cupcakes, and pistachio ice cream cups taped to the floor in four rows of ten, a place to play card games with images of herself in various costumes along with the card suits. There are several cakes with names attached to them on any table she could find. There’s one large cake with no name for everyone and everypony to share! It’s oddly plain, isn’t it? Not suspicious at all!

There’s also snacks like fruit, cheese, crackers, cookies, and drinks to enjoy! No alcohol, though! Sorry! This party is rated G!

And of course the party has piñata. A blindfold and stick are ready for the first challenger! Choose any piñata there! One looks dangerous! They’re filled with candy! Or confetti! Or both!

“Step right up, ladies and gentlecolts! Try your luck and break open a piñata!”

[NOTE: Please note that Pinkie Pie is no longer in game, so she will not be responding to any threads using this option.]

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[Planet Exploration: Baj E'oku Prime - current plot]

A new opportunity! No longer do you need to wander the giant space Habitat Station. You now get the opportunity to explore a section of the planet Baj E'oku Prime. It's small, tidal locked planet. The area you can explore is dusty and red with surprising wild life. There are canyons and highlands, rivers and caves to explore. (See link for greater details.) What adventures or trouble will you find?

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This was not the intended destination. The person who made this mistake was going to pay dearly for it. General Hux frowned as he tried to accept what was before him. He was no longer wearing his First Order uniform and was mad that he couldn't keep his coat. He felt he looked less intimidating. He was forced to look like everyone else, despite the fact his ginger hair and pale face stood out among the crowd.

He took long strides through the crowd, ignoring anyone looking at him. He surveyed the area wanting to figure out who to approach for better answers. As the people he talked to earlier didn't give very clear answers.

The general quickly assumed that he was being reconditioned to their way of life...something that he opposed of. He didn't ask to be here. He had other matters to attend to. If he had his way he was going to recondition this place to his methods. This place was already testing his patience, which was very short lived.

Leia hadn't had any real destination in mind when she'd set out to explore the ship. But in her explorations, she saw someone who didn't quite fit. It wasn't that he had red hair; Mr. Kenobi had red hair too. It was more the way he moved; it reminded her of Imperial troopers. And more than that, the way he ignored everyone reminded her of the Important People who would visit the palace sometimes.

So an Important Imperial then? She could be wrong. But definitely someone to keep an eye on. She waited until he'd passed by and was partway down the next section of corridor before scurrying out after him, then ducking behind a support beam out of sight, only to peek out again and repeat the process when he'd moved on further, always careful to keep him in sight. Her super-secret mission to follow the weird guy was underway. She wondered how long she could keep it up before he realized she was following.

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The young girl was on the right path of thinking. He had been raised under the Imperial beliefs. But he was not Imperial. It didn't take long for the general to realize that he was being followed. He noted that it was by a young child. For a while he allowed her to follow him.

So this place was not above to taking children either. Intriguing. Was she here for reconditioning as well or did they treat children differently? The First Order took children and trained them from the start to be a Storm Trooper.

"It helps if one quiets their steps a little more," General Hux commented in an amused tone, letting the young girl he was aware of her presence.

Well darn. She debated not coming out from behind the support beam for a moment, but no. A grown up would check to see if come to check, even if they weren't sure someone was actually there. They were tricky like that.

She stepped out from behind the beam and looked up at the man. "Maybe next time I'll try it with bare feet," she said. "Though I dunno if that'd be quieter or not, since the floor is hard instead of carpet." Would bare feet make more noise on the deckplates than shoes, or less? Clearly something to experiment with later.

"It depends greatly on how you distribute the weight of your feet," Hux found himself replying. Moving quietly was something he was good at and a necessary skill to have.

"Exactly why are you following me in the first place? Aren't there other children to play with?" Hux exactly wasn't children material and really didn't know how to talk to them either.

She nodded. She'd have to try that too. Sneaking skills were always handy when you were a kid.

"There's Owmi kids I met in school," Leia said. "But I'm not really friends with any of them." She shrugged slightly. It wasn't that they disliked her, really, or she them, they just... weren't quite sure what to make of each other yet.

"And I was following you because you act like you're someone important," she said. "Plus the way you walk kind of reminds me of the Imperial troopers I've seen. So I figured you might be an Important Imperial and that if I followed you enough I might see if I was right or not."

So the child was pretty intelligent. The fact she mentioned Imperials gave him an idea of what time line she was from. It also meant she had dealt with various Imperials to know what to look for.

"I'm General Hux of the First Order. We are based on the principles of the Empire." The general replied. He was quite proud of serving for the First Order and he didn't care what she may think. "Now that you know what you are going to do with his new found information?"

She mentally filed away that particular bit of information. "I've never heard of the First Order," she admitted. "But I do know about the Empire. Most of the Imperials I've met weren't very nice." She wasn't going to mention what her daddy thought; she knew he really didn't like the Empire, but also that she wasn't supposed to tell anyone that.

His question made her think, though. What was she planning to do with it? Probably tell Anakin and Mr. Kenobi; they'd want to know if there was a sort-of Imperial person here. But beyond that... "I'm not sure," she admitted. "I usually just like knowing things like that because grown-ups don't really expect kids to know much. And if they think you don't know much, they'll talk about all kinds of things with you around cause they think you don't understand it; I've found out a lot of neat stuff that way." And some bad stuff too. But more neat stuff so far.

Hux noted what she said about the Empire and suspected that her family probably supported the Rebel Alliance around that time. He wasn't going to continue speaking politics with the child. She was pretty intelligent, but he also didn't need to bore her with such concerns.

"Well, they are wrong to think that children wouldn't understand such things. Tell me more about your family," Hux prompted.

Leia would have been grateful for that, had she known. Being a Princess meant that she got bored with politics a lot back home, whether she liked it or not.

She did straighten up a little at being told that adults were wrong to doubt children's understanding of things. It wasn't often that grown ups agreed to that sort of thing. Though it did mean she'd have to be more careful what she said around him. "My mommy's a Queen and my daddy's a Sen'tor," she said. "They're both really nice and do their best to help make good rules for everyone. I have three aunts too; I love them, but they're almost as fussy as our protocol droid about manners and things. They want me to be the kind of princess who just stands there quietly and looks pretty and basically doesn't do anything fun ever. But I wanna be like my daddy when I grow up, going to lots of different places on dippomatic missions and helping people."

Here was a figure that stood out quite plainly from the flowing tunic-clad Owmi. His steps were crisper, his armor making only minimal creaks and clicks as the ARC Trooper made his way down the hall. The helmeted head lifted at the sight of a new face, and with the expression it wore, it really wasn't too difficult to tell that he must be the newcomer that they had been notified of.

"You look a little lost there," he said once within range, his tone suggesting a slight smile that couldn't be seen behind the dark T-visor of his helmet.

....Hearing the familiar creeks and clicks of armor, Hux turned around to spot a an ARC Trooper...There were people from his world here? This was a bit of surprise for him. It only showed in his raised eyebrow. Only this trooper appeared to have some kind of personality in there...which his wouldn't. They had made sure that was all stamped out. He was surprised that this place allowed the Trooper to keep his armor.

"State your unit destination and rank, trooper," Hux replied in a business like matter.

Well, look at this guy acting all authoritative. Military then, and obviously someone from their part of the galaxy. Fives supposed he could cut the poor guy some slack, being new and quite out of his element as he was.

"CT-twenty-seven-dash-five-five-five-five," he replied. "ARC Trooper with th' Five-oh-First. Th' name's Fives." He gestured loosely at their surroundings. "Welcome to th' Owmi Fleet, I guess."

Hux frowned clearly not liking the tone that the trooper was giving him.

"CT-27-5555/ARC-5555, who is your commanding officer?" he questioned in an authoritative tone. He wanted to have a word with them. He didn't care where they were...but he was not too pleased with this troop's behavior. He dismissed the greeting all together.

Fives rolled his eyes within his helmet, finding it a bit incredulous that despite the displacement, the man was still eager to throw his weight around. Or maybe it was just that he was used to it, and given the situation, the clone trooper supposed that it wasn't too surprising for someone to try and grasp what command they could, even when everything else around them was impossible.

"My commanding officer is General Skywalker, sir," he replied, not able to keep a bit of attitude from coloring his tone. "Although right now, it doesn't matter much considerin' we're far from th' war. ...not to mention we're not all exactly from along th' same timeframe."

"It is quite obvious. Give me the full title of your commander." Hux mused not letting on that he wasn't aware of the different time frames. A Skywalker was around...but who it was? Hux would have to investigate.

"Correction CT-27-5555/ARC-5555, it matters all the time." Hux reprimanded.

"It's Fives, sir," the ARC Trooper reminded him. Maybe he would have been a little more lenient before his trip to Umbara, but that bad taste known as General Krell wasn't likely to vanish any time soon.

"That would be General Anakin Skywalker, Jedi Knight."

"Thank you for the information, CT-27-5555/ARC-5555," Hux replied ignoring the emphasis of the name. There was no individuality with a trooper. He paused a bit debating on the next question. He wondered if his time here had broken some of the conditioning.

"How long have you been to the Owmi Fleet?"

     If the guy hadn't already rubbed him the wrong way, he sure was beginning to with the insistence on calling him by a number. Fives leveled a look at him that was certainly dulled for the black visor covering his face.

     "You know, you never did mention your own name," he said, notably dropping formalities. This fresh-faced kid may speak and act like militia, but for all Fives knew, he could be a lieutenant or some snotty deckhand that liked to think themselves superior to clones.

     "And as for how long I've been here, I'd say over two months."

He would be polite just this once and give him his name. The soldier did give him information and he could work with that. Fives was about to be greatly mistaken.

"I am General Hux of the First Order. We are based on the Empire's ideology." He replied in a tone that indicated that he was quite proud of who he was and served for.

General Hux | Star Wars Force Awakens

Tiny future general is watchin' you.

as she should

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new strategy: throw someone terrible at Hux first so Regulus will look grand in comparison

This is going to end badly

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