Well... Lets just say that I came up with a base storyline for what would have happened if psionic energy appeared in a massive community of humans, and humanity sez "OMG MAGIK! U LEEV NOW!" and so the United Earth Directorate, currently still licking their wounds from being driven away, casts the entire community away on a massive space liner called The Gorgon's Scream. The several hundred thousand civilians who had these powers were angered, and just before the liner's titanium/diamond doors locked, one of them threw a psionically imbued object. The Gorgon's Scream has now reached a dark void of space, and strange calls are heard throughout space. Suddenly, the antimatter engines give out, and the liner is tumbling through strange fields of energy........... You decide what comes next! Write whatever you think will work for the story, and try creating a character that fits in (so try not to have Bob The Death Baker suddenly arrive and bake human pie, since Earth has had a bit of trouble because some kid threw something out of a ship before it was cast away) And please don't try offing a character. Work with it!
Bob the Death Baker opened his eyes. As he became aware of his surroundings he tried to think back on what happened, but could not recollected anything. Glancing around his room, Bob became aware that he was strapped into a safety harness. Around him several other people were also secured, but none of them had awoken. Releasing himself, Bob became aware that he was very hungry. At the same moment a tray of food appeared on the table in front of him. "Thats odd" hunger winning over caution, Bob moved upwards the table and began eating his fill of pastries, and breads of all sorts.
He tried to remember. 'Where am I?' 'What am I doing here?' and other clichéd questions ran through his jumbled mind. Munching on a croissant, he suddenly realized what had happened: The lockdown! All men, women, and children aboard The Gorgon's Scream had been induced with high-strength narcotics in an effort to prevent any panic. But why? All he could summon up from the depths of his thoughts was an image of flashing red everywhere, and the sound of a man over the loudspeaker: "Unidentified energy source. Lockdown immediate. Unidentified energy source. Lockdown immediate. Unidientified energy..."
