Garm Bel Iblis
Commodore
Welcome to Holo-Simulation Delta 275. You’re about to take part in a fascinating first-person narrative. You will play the role of Lieutenant Commander Brice Kellin, fresh of out Starfleet Tactical training. Your commanding officer has given you the honor of taking one of the USS Ventures runabouts to the Federation colony on Ivor Prime. The flourishing colony only got going a few short years ago here on the edge of Federation space and you will delivering much needed medical supplies as well as replicator components. Good luck, Commander!
You board the USS Tigress, a Danube-Class runabout and settle comfortably into the pilots seat. Hands hovering over the controls panel you:
Choice#1 Run a Pre-Flight check of all systems.
Choice#2 Fire up the engines and get the ship moving.
Now free and clear to navigate you punch in the course for Ivor Prime and go to warp four, the maximum rated speed for this kind of craft. You know that these ships are capable of speeds exceeding warp seven, and you’ve got a girl waiting for you back on the Venture. If you can reroute power through the anodyne relays, warp power’ll jump up fifty percent, shaving twenty hours off this trip.
Turning back to the engineering compartment you:
Choice #1: Leave it be, warp four’ll get you where your going, at that girl back on the Venture’s a needy bitch.
Choice #2: Balls to the wall, son, re-route and punch it!
Finally upon reaching the Ivor system, you swing your ship into range of orbit when your proximity alarms go off like nagging ex-wife. Sensors are reading weapons fire in orbit, the colony has been destroyed! Around the dark side of the planet, a massive cube-shaped vessel emerges and comes right at you.
Sweating in fear, your hands tremble as the reach for the controls. You:
Choice#1: Come about and jump to maximum warp, getting the hell outta here!
Choice#2: Fire off a few phaser shots and launch your full complement of photon torpedoes and try to warn of the Borg.
You awake in a Borg assimilation chamber. Your right eye is covered by a holographic sensor, your right arm has been replaced with a nasty looking implant. Taking in your surroundings, you:
Choice#1 Submit to the Borg Collective
Choice#2 Submit to the Borg Collective
Thank you for running this simulation. In the classic style of the Kobayashi Maru, this no-win scenario is a situation everyone may face one day. Sometimes our decisions don’t make a darn bit of difference.
End program.
You board the USS Tigress, a Danube-Class runabout and settle comfortably into the pilots seat. Hands hovering over the controls panel you:
Choice#1 Run a Pre-Flight check of all systems.
The computer runs through the standard diagnostics and reports a slight imbalance in the antimatter flow. Luckily the field stablizeers catch this and reroute power through the secondary relays. That was close! That could’ve caused a core breach. All systems ready. The engines come online and the ship emerges into deep space.
Choice#2 Fire up the engines and get the ship moving.
“Warning,” the computer says. “Antimatter flow has destabilized. Warp core breach in five seconds.” The ship explodes taking the Venture with it. YOU ARE DEAD.
Now free and clear to navigate you punch in the course for Ivor Prime and go to warp four, the maximum rated speed for this kind of craft. You know that these ships are capable of speeds exceeding warp seven, and you’ve got a girl waiting for you back on the Venture. If you can reroute power through the anodyne relays, warp power’ll jump up fifty percent, shaving twenty hours off this trip.
Turning back to the engineering compartment you:
Choice #1: Leave it be, warp four’ll get you where your going, at that girl back on the Venture’s a needy bitch.
You continue on your boring journey for the next twelve hours, eventually reaching the outskirts of the Ivor system.
Choice #2: Balls to the wall, son, re-route and punch it!
The warp nacelles tear right off their pylons, stranding you in deep space, all systems failing. You eventually starve to death. YOU ARE DEAD.
Finally upon reaching the Ivor system, you swing your ship into range of orbit when your proximity alarms go off like nagging ex-wife. Sensors are reading weapons fire in orbit, the colony has been destroyed! Around the dark side of the planet, a massive cube-shaped vessel emerges and comes right at you.
Sweating in fear, your hands tremble as the reach for the controls. You:
Choice#1: Come about and jump to maximum warp, getting the hell outta here!
The Tigress rumbles as the strain on her inertial dampers fight to keep you from splattering into goo on the rear bulkhead and eventually comes around and goes to warp. The Borg ship sees you and comes after you. Bet you wish you’d souped up the warp drive now, huh? They snare you in a tractor beam and your shields go down. The last thing you remember is the two drones beaming into the cockpit and injecting you with nanoprobes.
Choice#2: Fire off a few phaser shots and launch your full complement of photon torpedoes and try to warn of the Borg.
Your weapons bounce harmlessly off the Borg ship’s shields and you are snatched in a tractor beam The last thing you remember is the two drones beaming into the cockpit and injecting you with nanoprobes
You awake in a Borg assimilation chamber. Your right eye is covered by a holographic sensor, your right arm has been replaced with a nasty looking implant. Taking in your surroundings, you:
Choice#1 Submit to the Borg Collective
Resistance is futile
Choice#2 Submit to the Borg Collective
Resistance is futile
Thank you for running this simulation. In the classic style of the Kobayashi Maru, this no-win scenario is a situation everyone may face one day. Sometimes our decisions don’t make a darn bit of difference.
End program.
