Stranded Stranger

Slowly you try and drag your eyes open, your brain berating your body into listening as something triggers its adrenaline waking you up from your cryo-sleep early. You can't quite place a finger on what is going on as you slowly drag yourself back to consciousness but there seems to be alot of noise going on. Finally on the fringe of your senses as if someone is slowly powering them on you hear it "WARNING! WARNING! LOSING ALTITUDE! WARNING! WARNING!". Flashing red lights blind you as you try to blink things into focus. You move as if to sit up and your head hits plexiglass, hard. It seems as if you are stuck in your cyro-chamber. What do you do? [[PANIC!]] [[Look around]] [[Brute force it]] [[PANIC!]]

You flail, you scream, you hurdle some curse words. But ultimately panicking does nothing good. No seriously nothing ever good comes of it. See all that panicking is using up the oxygen supply in your cryo-chamber. Its getting hard to breath now. Not that it matters as it won't be long now before your ship either crashes into something or tears itself apart at least according to all the alarms. Now are you going to [[Continue Panicking]] or [[Try Again]]?

Your vision is still trying to focus itself after your rude awakening and substiquint bump on the head. As you look around and regain some control over your senses you notice an emergency lever just above your head. Pulling on it produces a hissing noise as the cryo-chamber's seal is released. With one good shove you manage to open the chamber and sit up. Which produces a wave of dizziness as the alarms and lights assault your still sensitive well senses. Groaning you try to get your feet on the ground and almost buckle under your own weight. It seems you've been under for quite a long time. Using the cryo-chamber to prop youself up you look around to asses the sitatuion. Its clear something has happened to the ship but where should you investigate to find the problem? [[Engine Room]] [[The Helm]] [[I'll just stay here thanks]]

You try banging your fist repeatedly against the plexiglass but all that seems to do is produce an awful hollow thud sound and bruises your hands. But you aren't a quitter so you continue to struggle like that for awhile before giving up. Maybe its time to try something new? [[PANIC!]] [[Look around]]

Your brain seems to be telling you to go through a door you see to your left and down a long corridor to a set of spiral stairs that seem to go down forever. It seems you are rather familiar with this ship. Yes, in fact as your brain starts to knock out the cobwebs of cryo-sleep you seem to remember something about what your job here on the ship was. The job is on the tip of your tongue but as the alarms start to sound more alarmingly which you push aside for now and do your best not to fall head first down the stairs as you traverse them. Performing the perfect body slam into the door, more out of a lack of balance then out of althetic ability, you scramble to find a way to open it when you spot what looks like a control panel next to it. The problem is it only seems to have a button and what appears to be a speaker. Knowing time is running out you hit the button and a computerized voice echoes from the speaker. "Authorized personal only in the Engine Room, please identify yourself." Well this is awkward. But thankfully right at that moment the cobwebs are fully swept from your mind and you remember you are: [[Head Engineer, ID 24601]] [[Engine Core Operator, ID 8675309]]

You seem to remember that you need to go through the far door behind you to make it to the ship's helm. That's probably the best way to right a ship that may possibly be falling from the sky... well not sky more like space but you get the idea. Stumbling quite a bit, as you seem to still be adjusting to the whole being awake again thing, you practically fall through the door and smack face first into a wall. "Name your destination" a computerized voice seems to yell out at you from nowhere and everywhere. Okay maybe you're hearing is still a little senestive and its not really yelling at you, though these blaring alarms might soon deafen you. "Um, Helm...?" you leave floating in the air unsure how this all works as the door behind you closes. The bottom of your stomach drops as the room zooms off. Which lets you realize that you have in fact walked into the transportation tube, or elevator for you laymen out there. When the door slides open again the alarms seem even louder if that's possible. Also there seem to be twice as many flashing lights most of which seem to be coming from two seperate consoles. Being that they are different consoles they are probably for different things. But thankfully at that exact moment you remember what your job on this ship is. [[Ship's Captain, ID 11051605]] [[Helmsperson, ID 6060842]] [[Chief Science Officer, ID 9111989]]

Probably a good choice. You'd just much things up without the proper training. Heck you might even make things worse by randmoly pressing buttons and turning nobs. As your brain starts to clear up the fog induced by cryo-sleep you remember something that makes you very glad you didn't try to handle the situation. You remember that you are merely a: [[Tourist]] [[Performer]] [[Aristocrat]

Well now you've done it. You've decided on the least helpful path. That's okay though not all of us are trained to handle these sorts of situations. Maybe you never went through any kind of training. As the edges of your vision begin to blacken as the oxygen levels in your cyro-chamber drop you remember something. You definitly weren't equiped to handle something like this since you are a: [[Tourist]] [[Performer]] [[Aristocrat]]

Good. Nice deep breaths you still have some time to figure things out and get out of here. Not a whole lot of time, but some. [[Look around]] [[Brute force it]]

(set: $job to 1) (set: $money to 100,000) (set: $chrisma to 0) (set: $dexderity to 0) (set: $intelligence to 0) (set: $wisdom to 0) (set: $strength to -1) (set: $diplomacy to 2) (set: $navigation to 0) (set: $engineering to 0) That's right, you're a tourist. Nothing special about why you are on the ship. You just bought a ticket on one of those automated cryoships. The ones that are so cheap because there are no human crew members. Ones that could, I don't know, handle a crisis like alarms blaring on the ship. So when the ship is doing something like crashing, breaking, or possibly falling from the sky there are no human crew around to deal with it. So here you are panicking as the alarms pound a headache into your brain. While we are waiting around to see what becomes of your poor soul and the ship why don't we get the basics out of the way: You're day job was as a paper pusher. The kind of job that has you sitting behind a desk all day and eating lunch from either a paper bag or, god forbid, the cafeteria. So it may come as no surprise that you aren't very strong, however being a paper pusher does let you learn some tips in diplomacy. Those you who stay on your good side can have their paper work cleared a little faster, those who piss you off can have their paper work reduced to a crawl or maybe even lost in the ether of the system forever. None of that matters right now though, you know since you are in a ship doing gods know what in outer space. A place that you are pretty sure you couldn't survive in without the ship. But just for clarification purposes we are going to break the fourth wall for a second and show you your starting stats. Money: (print: $money) Chrisma: (print: $chrisma) Dexderity: (print: $dexderity) Intelligence: (print: $intelligence) Wisdom: (print: $wisdom) Strength: (print: $strength) Diplomacy: (print: $diplomacy) Navigation: (print: $navigation) Engineering: (print: $engineering) Who knows it might perhaps be an important thing in the not so distant future. But for now it doesn't matter because the blaring alarms have changed their tune, not to one that makes you feel any better though. [["WARNING! WARNING! CRASH IMMINENT! WARNING! WARNING!"]]

(set: $job to 2) (set: $money to 10) (set: $chrisma to 10) (set: $dexderity to 5) (set: $intelligence to 0) (set: $wisdom to 0) (set: $strength to 0) (set: $diplomacy to 0) (set: $navigation to 0) (set: $engineering to 0) Oh right, you are a performer. The kind that loves flair and panche. Though you'd like to think of yourself as the kind of performer that only wears silk and parades around with the rich and affluent the truth is you are a penny performer. The kind that the mid, and sometimes lower, class folks call upon to entertain at birthdays and town celebrations. On a good day they are only asking you to play that fine flute you carry around with you on a bad one you are their jester. You've been known to take a pie to the face better then most folks so unfortunatly alot of them recently have been bad ones. Its why you jumped at the chance for a free ride on one of those fancy automated cryoships. The ones that are so cheap because there are no human crew members. Ones that could, I don't know, handle a crisis like alarms blaring on the ship. So when the ship is doing something like crashing, breaking, or possibly falling from the sky there are no human crew around to deal with it. So here you are panicking as the alarms pound a headache into your brain. You are pretty sure that not even a decent gig and a free trip are worth it anymore. You pat your clothing to try and find your flute only to realize that the ships systems made you put it into some kind of cubby for travel. It was suppose to maintain saftey or some other nonsense. Saftey my rear end! None of that matters right now though, you know since you are in a ship doing gods know what in outer space. A place that you are pretty sure you couldn't survive in without the ship. But just for clarification purposes we are going to break the fourth wall for a second and show you your starting stats. Money: (print: $money) Chrisma: (print: $chrisma) Dexderity: (print: $dexderity) Intelligence: (print: $intelligence) Wisdom: (print: $wisdom) Strength: (print: $strength) Diplomacy: (print: $diplomacy) Navigation: (print: $navigation) Engineering: (print: $engineering) Who knows it might perhaps be an important thing in the not so distant future. But for now it doesn't matter because the blaring alarms have changed their tune, not to one that makes you feel any better though. [["WARNING! WARNING! CRASH IMMINENT! WARNING! WARNING!"]]

(set: $job to 3) (set: $money to 1,000,000) (set: $chrisma to 0) (set: $dexderity to 0) (set: $intelligence to 0) (set: $wisdom to 0) (set: $strength to 0) (set: $diplomacy to 10) (set: $navigation to 0) (set: $engineering to 0) You are the upper crust out for a trial run on your new automated cryoship. Its suppose to keep you young on long interstellar trips because if the rich hate anything its getting older. (Also to keep the riff-raff that are ship's crews away, dreadful creatures.) Though you hear there is a certain group of scientists on a hidden research facility in the Kindra system that will reverse that for a price. Your ego won't even let you consider looking for them right now though, besides you look so good who has time to worry about Master Time? But while you are over here with your nose in the air you quickly realize what an automated cryoship means. No human crew members. Ones that could, I don't know, handle a crisis like alarms blaring on the ship. So when the ship is doing something like crashing, breaking, or possibly falling from the sky there are no human crew around to deal with it. So here you are panicking as the alarms pound a headache into your brain. God you would kill for some champagne and caviar right now. None of that matters though, you know since you are in a ship doing gods know what in outer space. A place that you are pretty sure you couldn't survive in without the ship. But just for clarification purposes we are going to break the fourth wall for a second and show you your starting stats. Money: (print: $money) Chrisma: (print: $chrisma) Dexderity: (print: $dexderity) Intelligence: (print: $intelligence) Wisdom: (print: $wisdom) Strength: (print: $strength) Diplomacy: (print: $diplomacy) Navigation: (print: $navigation) Engineering: (print: $engineering) Who knows it might perhaps be an important thing in the not so distant future. But for now it doesn't matter because the blaring alarms have changed their tune, not to one that makes you feel any better though. [["WARNING! WARNING! CRASH IMMINENT! WARNING! WARNING!"]]

(set: $job to 4) (set: $money to 100) (set: $chrisma to 0) (set: $dexderity to 3) (set: $intelligence to 5) (set: $wisdom to 0) (set: $strength to 0) (set: $diplomacy to 0) (set: $navigation to 0) (set: $engineering to 10) "Head Engineer, ID 24601." You automatically responsed surprising yourself and frankly me. Huh, appearently you are the engineer for this ship. Which you now remember is an automated cryoship. No human crew members other then yourself. Ones that could, I don't know, help handle a crisis like alarms blaring on the ship. So when the ship is doing something like crashing, breaking, or possibly falling from the sky there are no human crew around to deal with it but you. Lets hope the memory of how to do your job comes back to you since as the door slides open billows of steam come pouring out. The alarms seems louder in here and various flashing warnings seem to be popping up on every console in the room. In fact the whole space is consoles and panels centered around a gaint coil wrapped around a cloudy glowing tube. Your brain tells you that is a warp core and that the glowing tube should definitly not be cloudy. Dashing over to the nearest panel your body seems to know what its doing on its on as various taps bring you a report on what's going on in the core. Long scientific gook aside for the sake of not boring me to death, it seems that your ship passed through a type of ionized cloud that wasn't accounted for in the creation of the warp core. Mostly because it was theorized that type of ionized cloud couldn't every exist. What a time for scince to be proven wrong! While your hands speed through trying to adjust the system to compensate and you run panel to console to different panel trying to fix things (as is your job) lets take this moment to get a sneak peek at your stats. You know because this is a game and all. Money: (print: $money) Chrisma: (print: $chrisma) Dexderity: (print: $dexderity) Intelligence: (print: $intelligence) Wisdom: (print: $wisdom) Strength: (print: $strength) Diplomacy: (print: $diplomacy) Navigation: (print: $navigation) Engineering: (print: $engineering) Who knows it might perhaps be an important thing in the not so distant future. But for now it doesn't matter because the blaring alarms have changed their tune, not to one that makes you feel any better though. [["WARNING! WARNING! CORE TEMPERATURE REACHING CRITICAL LEVELS! WARNING! WARNING!"]]

(set: $job to 5) (set: $money to 100) (set: $chrisma to 0) (set: $dexderity to 1) (set: $intelligence to 3) (set: $wisdom to 0) (set: $strength to 0) (set: $diplomacy to 0) (set: $navigation to 0) (set: $engineering to 5) "Engine Core Operator, ID 8675309" You automatically responsed surprising yourself and frankly me. Huh, appearently you are the core operator for this ship. Which you now remember is an automated cryoship testing a new warp core design. No human crew members other then yourself are aboard the ship. You know like ones that could, I don't know, help handle a crisis like alarms blaring. So when the ship is doing something like crashing, breaking, or possibly falling from the sky there are no human crew around to deal with it but you. You whose entire career has been focused on Warp Core Technology. Lets hope that's what the problem is. As the door slides open the alarms seems louder in here and various flashing warnings seem to be popping up on every console in the room. Though its the warp core that draws your eye immediatly. Its this weird murky color almost as if the material inside of it has somehow changed states of matter. Which isn't really possible but then again nither is the weirder yellow light that seems to be bouncing around inside of it. Watching it you could swear it had intelligence since it seemed so focused on trying to escape the core's containment field. A louder alarm wreches your attention away as you finally get your butt into action and leap at whatever control console is closest. Hitting commands and prompts faster then most normal people could keep up with, nothing you see makes any sense. The core shouldn't be acting this way. Nothing in known, or some guess work, science can explain what the readings are telling you. Somehow not only has the state of matter inside the core shifted through liquid to solid and then to ionized gas it seems that whatever the yellow thing bouncing around inside it is happens to be producing an amount of energy off of the charts. Which of course means producing an amount of heat that the warp core wasn't designed to handle. Well while our good Core Operator is panicking trying to deal with this lets review your starting stats shall we? A little breaking of the 4th wall never kills anyone. Money: (print: $money) Chrisma: (print: $chrisma) Dexderity: (print: $dexderity) Intelligence: (print: $intelligence) Wisdom: (print: $wisdom) Strength: (print: $strength) Diplomacy: (print: $diplomacy) Navigation: (print: $navigation) Engineering: (print: $engineering) Who knows it might perhaps be an important thing in the not so distant future. But for now it doesn't matter because the blaring alarms have changed their tune, not to one that makes you feel any better though. [["WARNING! WARNING! CORE TEMPERATURE REACHING CRITICAL LEVELS! WARNING! WARNING!"]]

(set: $job to 6) (set: $money to 100) (set: $chrisma to 0) (set: $dexderity to 0) (set: $intelligence to 0) (set: $wisdom to 5) (set: $strength to 0) (set: $diplomacy to 5) (set: $navigation to 0) (set: $engineering to 0) And as Ship's Captain who needs stinking consoles! You march right over to your trusty Captain's chair where you plop down and start using the interface on the chair's arm to tell you everything you need to know. If you are reading this correctly the ship's computer is telling you that you were knocked way off course by an unexpected rogue metor shower. "Helmsperson! Adjust course 12 parsecs starbo-" oh right. This is an automated cryoship testing a new design that's meant to be faster and easier on the passenger. No human crew members other then yourself are aboard the ship. You know like ones that could, I don't know, help handle a crisis like alarms blaring. So when the ship is doing something like crashing, breaking, or possibly falling from the sky there are no human crew around to deal with it but you. Well if there is something a Captain knows how to do its its pretend they know exactly what they are doing and to go down with the ship. So while our daring Captain is pressing buttons on thier chair's interface and pretending they know how to handle this problem and resolve it, lets break the fourth wall shall we? Here are your starting stats. Money: (print: $money) Chrisma: (print: $chrisma) Dexderity: (print: $dexderity) Intelligence: (print: $intelligence) Wisdom: (print: $wisdom) Strength: (print: $strength) Diplomacy: (print: $diplomacy) Navigation: (print: $navigation) Engineering: (print: $engineering) Who knows it might perhaps be an important thing in the not so distant future. But for now it doesn't matter because the blaring alarms have changed there tune, not to one that makes you feel any better though. [["WARNING! WARNING! SHIP CAUGHT IN PLANETS GRAVITATIONAL PULL! WARNING! WARNING!"]]

(set: $job to 7) (set: $money to 100) (set: $chrisma to 0) (set: $dexderity to 0) (set: $intelligence to 3) (set: $wisdom to 0) (set: $strength to 0) (set: $diplomacy to 0) (set: $navigation to 10) (set: $engineering to 0) You head straight for the flashing console to the left on the lower level, right in front of the viewing screen. Sitting down you start pressing things like you know what you are doing. And you do since you now remember that you can pilot this ship. A ship that happens to be an automated cryoship testing a new design that's meant to be faster and easier on the passenger. No human crew members other then yourself are aboard the ship. You know like ones that could, I don't know, help handle a crisis like alarms blaring. So when the ship is doing something like crashing, breaking, or possibly falling from the sky there are no human crew around to deal with it but you. Your job was to keep this ship flying and make it back to base in one piece should anything untold happen. But as the alarms get louder and more things on your console start flashing you'd just settle with getting yourself out of here in one piece. Muttering some very naughty curse words under your breath you turn autopilot off and take over the controls, all of which are going bonkers. It seems you've hit the worse of circustances. A stray metor shower knocked you off course and through an ion storm which fried almost all of the automated navigation systems. So while our daring Helmsperson is trying to work out the whole not dying in a failing, off course, possibly crashing space ship way lets do some fourth wall breaking and let you take a peek at your stats. Money: (print: $money) Chrisma: (print: $chrisma) Dexderity: (print: $dexderity) Intelligence: (print: $intelligence) Wisdom: (print: $wisdom) Strength: (print: $strength) Diplomacy: (print: $diplomacy) Navigation: (print: $navigation) Engineering: (print: $engineering) Who knows it might perhaps be an important thing in the not so distant future. But for now it doesn't matter because the blaring alarms have changed their tune, not to one that makes you feel any better though. [["WARNING! WARNING! SHIP CAUGHT IN PLANETS GRAVITATIONAL PULL! WARNING! WARNING!"]]

(set: $job to 8) (set: $money to 100) (set: $chrisma to 0) (set: $dexderity to 0) (set: $intelligence to 10) (set: $wisdom to 3) (set: $strength to 0) (set: $diplomacy to 0) (set: $navigation to 0) (set: $engineering to 0) You stroll purposefully and snobbily over to the console on the right. For you good person are the Chief Science Officer and no situation is beyond your control! ...Or so you like to tell yourself. But as you reach the console and see the truly appalling number of flashing warnings you begin to question your capability to handle this situation in what you now remember is an automated cryoship meant to be taking you to a very secluded, unresearched star system for you know research or whatever. Automated though means no human crew members other then yourself are aboard the ship. You know like ones that could, I don't know, help handle a crisis like alarms blaring everywhere. So when the ship is doing something like crashing, breaking, or possibly falling from the sky there are no human crew around to deal with it but you. But no matter, you are after all the Chief Science Officer! These readings however are painting a bleak picture. Something about warp core failure, something else about ion storms knocking out systems, another really big blinking thing that keeps talking about an impact? The ship roll and throws you off of your feet as metors pumble the side of the ship. Ah, that impact. As you shakily get back to your feet amid the ship bucking like a wild bronco you hold on to the console for dear life and do what you Chief Science Officer types do best, read all of the things to gather data and hope to gods you figure something feasible out. While our buddy bust their brain over this conumdrum, why don't we do some fourth wall breaking and give you a peak at your starting stats. Money: (print: $money) Chrisma: (print: $chrisma) Dexderity: (print: $dexderity) Intelligence: (print: $intelligence) Wisdom: (print: $wisdom) Strength: (print: $strength) Diplomacy: (print: $diplomacy) Navigation: (print: $navigation) Engineering: (print: $engineering) Who knows it might perhaps be an important thing in the not so distant future. But for now it doesn't matter because the blaring alarms have changed their tune, not to one that makes you feel any better though. [["WARNING! WARNING! SHIP CAUGHT IN PLANETS GRAVITATIONAL PULL! WARNING! WARNING!"]]

//STAY TUNED FOR THE DARING ADVENTURES OF **STRANDED STRANGER~**// //Will our protagonist survive?// I mean yes you just called them the protagonist. //What will happen to them and the ship?// That one would be spoilers if I answered. //How will your story end?// I mean I don't even technically know that one, since I'm still writing it and everything.