The Kobayashi Maru

[clear-horizons.livejournal.com]

Picard was standing on the bridge of the Enterprise E. Everyone entering found their clothes shifting into Starfleet uniforms as they entered, including the observers. The captain liked it that way. He thought it was appropriate. For his part, he had only three shining pips on his neck, and when Worf entered, the Klingon would find four pips on his own collar.

"Welcome to the bridge, Captain. Why don't you sit down?"

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[telekinetic_badass]

"We've lost warp engines! Port side thrusters failing..." Julian was trying to dodge the incoming fire, but moving this ship around with just impulse power and busted thrusters wasn't easy.

After the ship took another hit, the console in front of Julian exploded in a shower of sparks, and knocked him out of his seat. He'd could get up, but he was 'out' of the simulation at this point.

[sonof-mogh.livejournal.com]

"Transfer all emergency power to the deflector shields, bring us about!" He slammed a fist down on the console of his captain's chair. "Maintain fire on the lead warbird! Engineering, I need warp engines now!"

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

Wyn frowns at her console, typing furiously. "Warp engines are at critical failure, inner containment fields are going offline, impulse is at 36%... 35%..." All of this technobabble translates roughly to 'we are absolutely, undeniably &%#$ed, and you shouting at me won't solve anything'.

"Trying to reroute emergency power--" she continues, but gets cut off by the explosion from her console. Wyn is now officially 'dead', although she surreptitiously moves herself into a slightly-less-uncomfortable position on the floor.

[kaya-waterwave.livejournal.com]

Katara was definitely full of adrenaline and glad at least that she had seen the simulation before so she could try to finish Wyn's job, but she was at a loss. They'd already lost two of their commanders, and it didn't look like things were going to get any better. She had narrowly missed a few consoles herself, and was bleeding from the forehead.

"Rerouting emergency power," Katara said, a little more wearily than she meant. "Losing powers on decks thirteen, twelve, eleven..."

Another hit rocked the ship, and Katara jumped out in time, but got another hit on the arm. She looked at the console, and gulped. "Shields are down, Captain!"

[sonof-mogh.livejournal.com]

"Hrnn!" Worf curses in Klingon, fingers moving over the control panel on his command chair.

"All hands abandon ship! Helm, rammming speed! Intercept course with the lead ship! Fire all forward phaser arrays!" Worf growls. He will not allow his ship to be destroyed without a fight.

[anoldtrickster.livejournal.com]

"Firing! Any more of this and we'll lose hull integri—"

The bridge shakes again, and the console Mr. Wednesday is focusing on explodes in a shower of sparks. He lets out an almost disturbingly accurate death cry and falls still.

[kaya-waterwave.livejournal.com]

"Commencing firing si-" Katara coughs loudly but continues with her work, though she knew they were approaching the end,a nd she was only lucky she was fast. The next hit rocks her hard to the ground, and she can't get up now, too out of breath to even regain her footing.

[clear-horizons.livejournal.com]

Picard stood up then, letting the simulation wind down. "All right, everyone up. I think we've seen enough, Mister Worf, wouldn't you agree?"

[sonof-mogh.livejournal.com]

Worf got to his feet, standing stiffly, arms clasped tightly behind his back. He gave Picard a small nod.

"Yes sir." The ship would undoubtedly have been lost had this been an actual engagement. He couldn't imagine he had done very well...