We're Not In Kansas Anymore...

[meat_mooks]

They might have been trying to get to the City, or another level, or anywhere else in the explored parts of Stacy. But when some crewmembers stepped into the transport tubes, they were going to find that where they ended up was not where they were trying to go.

The first sign that something was wrong was the strange electric jolt they get just after stepping into the tubes. The second sign was the unusually long time it took for them to get to their destination. And the third and final sign was the fact that when they arrived, it was in a place they would have never seen before.

To all appearances, it looked like a smaller replica of the crew quarters. If they ventured out a little further, they would find smaller versions of the mess hall, sleeping halls, and bathrooms as well. But there was one important difference.

They were completely and utterly empty.

And with any attempt to go back into the transport tubes failing, they appeared to be stuck here. What were they going to do?

[ooc: ICly this post happens over the course of a day, so not everyone arrives at the same time. If you tag into the post later, you can just assume that your character arrived later in the day. Also, your characters will not find that their omnicomms and communication rings don't work!

If you have a question about anything, you can ask on this ooc post.

Oh, and for this post threadjacking is welcome :P]

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[first_of_steel]

"Friend, you're a social worker. No offense, but I was United States Army for the better part of seventeen years and then leader of a survivor community of soldiers and military scientists for the past twenty. It's been a long damn time since I've run into anybody who couldn't hold their own in a fight. We'll have to get you trained up something serious when we get back to the main ship."

[lillylivered]

"Right, right. Of course." he had better make the most of this hallucination. Clearly he had to do whatever this man said if he wanted to work out his underlying neuroses.

Although he hoped it didn't involve doing anything for Satan's army again.

"Say the word, o teacher." And he was not being sarcastic.

[first_of_steel]

"First things first," Roger said, unaware of Mark's thought process, "we need to find other people. Or somewhere reasonably safe where we can base our operation and send anybody we find. I've seen replicas of the crew quarters so far, so there's probably another version of the mess hall somewhere. We're going to look for that and verify that it's safe and unoccupied, then set up camp there before anybody goes looking for anybody else."

[lillylivered]

"If you say, sir." Mark said. "Do you want me to scout the area?" That was just about the only military sounding line he knew.

[first_of_steel]

"Do that. But don't get so far ahead that I can't hear you call out if something goes wrong," Roger said. "I'll be listening for you, whichever way you go."

That probably didn't help the impression of being an educational hallucination any.