Heres an idea. We each write two sentances about Ensign Doe (Could be John or Jane. You decide.)
Of course I start.
Ensign Doe was exicted to be serving aboard the U.S.S. Loveship, having heard so many wild stories about its crew. Stepping off the transporter pad, Ensign Doe was greeted by...
An eerie, if not foreboding silence in the area near the transporter, as if noone even inhabited the area, which was, in his estimation, far below the federation guidelines for cleanliness; it seemed as if many battles raging for centuries had been waged within the dark, dank corridoors that he could see. Igniting his flashlight, he made his way through the wildly strewn wreckage and carnage, (Which seemed to be festering with an unfathomably horrid smell) towards the nearest jefferies tube which he assumed would lead him to the nearest Designated Survival Area-Tenforward.
He heard a female laugh echo through the hall, seemingly from all directions at once as if the originator of this horrible was everywhere at once. Sweat beading on his suddenly cold brow he hastened his pace.