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it would feel stranger if that was hanging out the front end :). To complete the effect you could wear the long intel coat.
The epohh breeding experiments are going well. How were you able to collect that data table? I wasn’t aware you could collect data like that. Neat.
Not to worry about fallout 4 here. My computer is too old and tired and Iscratches are very expensive pieces of equipment to procure and maintain :).
Nice looking ship. I don’t have one; Too ponderous and survivable for my liking 🙂 . I’ve been running into them quite a lot in PUGs though and they have been nice to have around because they provide excellent support in the right hands. I’m having quite a bit of fun with the Hestia; I’m a late adopter and never tried the multi vector before. Having lots of fun with a new to me ship just not this one.
There used to be some oubliettes in the first city but I think they fixed them quite a while back. More adventurous folk than me found holes in the primary Starbase and miniature shuttles and spacewalked ESD. I never looked for them. Like yourself I was minding my own business and the earth swallowed me up in KDF capital.
DS3 ,Power System Storage 3
Azure radiance bathed Power System Storage Room 3 tracing the forms of storage modules and the skeletons of shelving. It winked out returning the space to half light; emergency lighting blinked overhead struggling against the darkness. To a human eye nothing had changed.
It was deeper into the station than most transporter waves would have been able to penetrate. Washington regretted ordering the deep insertion but to make a difference his team had to leapfrog Dragonstar’s to close the distance and support them. There would likely be questions if an overly astute science type was on deck but pressing your rescuers is bad etiquette and Wash decided he’d flatten the egghead himself if it came to that.
Veqlargh One fanned across the compartment covering and closed on the entry point. Through filters on the blindsuit’s faceplate he watched them and felt a surge of pride. He stowed it. Being too proud got you killed.
Golka signalled the team to clear the door to the corridor. Harris the squad point stood like a coiled spring as Surn and Godi actioned the door and made ready. Harris signalled an all clear and “the Targ” shouldered his satchel and moved to join her in the hall.
“Contact North”, hissed Harris through the squad comm. With only 50 meters to traverse and a lift straight up the ten decks this would still work. The contact was in the opposite direction and still unaware. They could stealth by. It could work. It had to.
“Targ, Godi advance on the lift. Harris, Surn observe the contact; Do not engage.”
Washington and Golka lead the the Tellarite engineer and Betazed to the south, as they reached their objective Godi glanced at his tricorder. Against his better judgement Wash glanced at the display as a growing red rash began filling the screen.
The Targ dropped his equipment on the deck on the lift and and broke open the maintainance panel as Harris reported in.
“Multiple contacts advancing. They see us sir”
“Fall back to the lift. Godi, Golka support, shoot to kill, pull no punches”
It began with skittering of chitinous claws grating across steel then those solitary excrutiating sounds became like a rainstorm. The first flashes of phaser fire lit up the dark hall. A bleating, howling carpet of skittering monstrosities flowed up the corridor like a living avalanche. It was the sound of madness thought Washinton as he looked of the Tellarite’s shoulder. The Targ had nearly wired the auxiliary battery into the lift so he drew his pistol and turned his attention to the corridor. The remainder of his team had consolidated and were laying down coordinated fire as they retreated to the turbolift. Before them burning biomass carpeted the deck, walls and deckheads. The sound was dying and suddenly it was over.
“Got it” rumbled the targs voice over the comm. The loaded into the lift as Harris remained on the periphiary as sentry. As the lifts systems hummed to life Harris moved to join them.
“Mr Grag, OPs please”
A fed of some sort? Sure, I picked up a temporal jumpsuit that’s sitting in my account bank just for the occasion. Looking forward to ramping up another new character. Ridiculous; They want to give me presents for doing it 😀 ?
His quarters felt like cage. He’d tried to lay down but sleep escaped him. Washington reread an old personal log but it didn’t change anything and he murdered near an hour pacing the tight space. When the comm sang a sense of relief flooded him. Engagement unburdened his mind of ghosts.
“Sir, 30 minutes to arrival as ordered”
“Very good Number One. Bring the ship to Yellow Alert, Close up damage control teams. Have you anything to report?”
“I stood the new assignments down with orders to augment the watch as required.”
“And you told them?”
“That we are going in blind.”
“majQq’. You’ve read my mind. It’s the small lies which are hardest to accept.”
The klaxons sang as Washington walked the flats towards the lift. The press of bodies moved with purpose equal parts chaos and order and he felt the energy come. His people, his ship was at the ready.
“Bridge”The members of veqlargh 1 and 2 stood on opposite sides of the passageway. In the low light their inactive matte isolation suits suggested cyclopean nightmares. Down the two lines the operators completed final system and weapon checks.
“veqlargh 1 at the ready”, reported
“veqlargh cha’beH” growled Lt. in clipped Klingon“Captain on the Bridge! Sir! Ship in Yellow alert, special teams closed up. USS Dragonstar is within sensor range
“Very Good Mister Pierce. I have the conn.
He paid compliments and returned to tactical. On returning the salute Washington glided into the chair like a knife into it’s sheath.
“Sir!”
“Report.”
“Our passive scan detected a prod. Someone fingered us.”
“Can you find the point of origin?”
“No sir, insufficient data to attempt triangulation. Should I-“
“loS.” Washington accented his clipped order with a sweep of his hand, “ Don’t seek them. We know there is a contact, they have us cold but think us unaware.”
“Could the unidentified signal relate to our orders?”,suggested Ienni, the Bolian Science Officer.
“We have no way of knowing so discount no possibilities. We come out of warp immediately to red alert, shields up. An unprotected Alpha might end the our little ship but without the possibility of immediately putting us down I think the Dragonstar would be a prettier target.”OOC: Before I can provide another entry I need an arrival in system with a snapshot of what I’m seeing. I’m comfortable with an exposition hail from Dragonstar. Washington will respond to the hail, be as courteous as regulations demand but doesn’t like the idea of being at the disposal of a Cardassian Starfleet Officer who outranks him. He has more than enough self discipline not to be goaded into a racist diatribe.
OOC: curses! My notebook with my characters sketches is in the car. I’ll drag it out and fix some names I’ve screwed up or omitted
I had a read and hope they consider more carefully what they are doing. On paper it would be a great way to bring alt play; not dilithium muling back into the game. There is so much potential for a win here I think there brainstorming team really hit it out of the park. I’m not as optimistic about the practical implementation but then again twist my rubber arm, give me a free character slot and see if I’ll make another character. I’m a little pissed I made two time themed characters quite recently who would have fit the bill perfectly and now I have to think up another.
I would like to take part visiting the memorial with the fleet. I’d like to have a look and work nights this week so I’ll be out and about when the server comes back online. I’ll try to touch base then and see if anyone would be able to visit then as well.
In the second photo the impeccably dressed vulcan captain on the far right is not WingNAPrayer that’s T’Shroy. She is a horridperson 😛
Hi Rory,
I’m not sure we have an active RP side yet but it is something we have been trying to cultivate. If you haven’t already check out the holodeck thread and see if you want to start your own thread or maybe add to one of the others. I’m confident if we keep that sub forum busy we can trick I mean interest others in enriching their own captains and in game experience.
== CLASSIFIED INFO/Personnel File, Starfleet Intelligence ==
Name: James Washington
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Parents: Frances Castro-Washington (mother) Elwood Washington (father)
Birth date: 21 June, 2344
Age: 44
Hair: Black, Greying
Eyes Color: Brown
Ethnicity: African
Build: Athletic; Think an aging cruiser weight boxer
Height: 6’1″
Weight: 210 lb.s
Rank: Captain
Specialization: Command, Security/Intel
Preferred Weapons: mk 2 phaser pistol, mevak (Klingon knife)Service Record:
– 2360-2364:Attended Starfleet Academy. Major in Xeno linguistics. Excelled in Tactical Analysis, Survival Strategies, Hand to Hand Combat
– 2364-2366: Assigned to Starfleet Security, San Francisco, Earth. Promoted to Lt. jg.
– 2366: Attended Advanced Tactical Training Course. Promoted to Lt. on completion.
– 2368-2370: Posted USS Champlain as Security Chief. Patrols Cardassian border.
– 2370: Establishment of DMZ and treaty with Cardassians. On Dorvan V Washington leads a Federation hazard team in ending a Maquis hostage crisis. 34 Cardassian government workers are rescued from their besieged consulate. Lauded as “Defender of Dorvan” by Federation and Cardassian governments.
– 2371-2373: Posted to the newly commissioned USS Curtana as Executive officer. Shortly after arrival Washington becomes suspicious of Commanding Officer. Commander Vonda Chauvin is exposed as changeling. James assumes command.
– 2373: Answering a distress signal from Sector 001 the USS Curtana joins the fleet and engages the Borg at the Battle of Sector 001.
– 2374-2376: The Dominion War. The Curtana spends much of the war in an adhoc Federation/Klingon formation nicknamed the “veqlargh nawlogh” (demon squadron). Light vessels from both factions engage in raids on Dominion shipping and perform escort duties for larger ship formations. Washington develops a lifelong friendship with his Klingon counterpart Captain Q’orr. Wash relishes Klingon tactics and learns the language during the conflict.
– 2376: A Starfleet Intelligence inquiry into the hostage crisis at Dorvan V questions the actions of the hazard team. A Cardassian Gul was the single casualty and the inquiry questions delays the team made that may have contributed to his death. The investigation stalls inconclusively but serious damage is done to Washington’s reputation. He is snubbed for promotion to Captain where it might have been a foregone conclusion for his efforts in the war.
– 2377-2387: Frustrated by the turn of events Washington takes leaves and visits his friend Q’orr on the Klingon home world and enjoys the hospitality of House Q’SoD. Upon returning to the Curtana he begins a series of on ship programs designed to increase the efficiencies and performance of his crew. Two standing hazard teams designated veqlarghs are formed. By 2382 the excellence Washington has cultivated on board can no longer be ignored. He is promoted to Captain and the Curtana is recognized as an excellent posting for promising young Starfleet graduates. Over a period of 6 years the Curtana grooms and distributes highly competent officers to serve throughout the fleet.
2387: USS Curtana undergoes an extensive refit at Utopia Planitia. Her weapons systems and engineering sections are retrofitted and the ship is outfitted with holo emitter technology throughout to assist in it’s role as a training vessel.
2388: Having recently completed her post refit shakedown cruise the USS Curtana responds to distress signal in the vicinity of Deep Space 3.=END of FILE=
This is Captain James Washington of the U.S.S. Curtana. We are in the vicinity of Starbase 514 and will make for Deep Space 3 post haste. Washington out.
Wash had taken the message in his ready room. There was something that Cardie wasn’t saying; Not that he needed a good reason to mistrust one. He didn’t like surprises but preparation and experience were proof against them. The door chimed.
“ghoS”,he growled stepping forward to meet his first officer in the doorway.
“Muster Verlagh 1 and 2 in the armoury flats. I want them at the ready; full rig.”
“lu'”, the quick acknowledgement and Golka daughter of Q’orr strode from the bridge as Washington took centre stage.
“Mister Cain, set course for Deep Space 3”
“Course set sir”
“Mister Pierce you have the conn; I want to know when we are half an hour out”
“Yes Sir”No worries, thanks for the reply. Just looking at the picture says cold. Is that why you picked the Andorian?
Just as a quick addition here is the Chin’toka Accord. Not much to it. Just a unilateral agreement in principle to forming the task group. When I first wrote it up it was more complex but I realized most of the particulars would have been covered in any larger treaties governing the alliance and it wouldn’t be necessary detailing them; It was a boring bit of legalese anyway.
Chin’toka is hardly an obscure reference. The first battle of Chin’toka was the first allied offensive by the Federation, Klingon and Romulans during the Dominion War. It’s also one of the only allied effort between the three factions period so I was hardpressed to find an alternative name for the task force. I’ll tell you more about the individuals who signed the document later but for now…paperwork.
