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Topic: Gladiator QnA
Subject: yo yo
My character shall be Luksima the elf.
Typical else appearance: pointy (not banana, I hope) ears, long blonde (almost white) hair, icy blue eyes. Lithe and lean.
Luksima is an elven hunter, far from his homeland, who found himself robbed, beaten, and sold into slavery. He burns to be free of his shackles, but knows full well that his life is most likely already over, that he is simply playing out the string until he feels the final embrace of darkness.
Posted on 2016-03-03 at 15:02:33.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty
Subject: feelings...
Stardate 2365.02.07
USS Peregrine, Captain's Ready Room - 0755
So much for that off day, Silas mentally grumbled as he called up the technical specs for the USS Coronado. If Silas remembered correctly, this was Sarah Morland's ship... and Sarah was an excellent officer.
According to the readout, the Coronado, NCC-31917, was an aging Miranda class cruiser. Originally, she was an explorer, but had been refit and reassigned to a diplomatic role. The Captain frowned as he studied the readout; it was little wonder that Starfleet Command wanted an escort for her, as the refits had made her even less of a tactical threat than her weathered frame would have suggested.
Musing, he was in he process of calling up known intelligence about the Kuldar and Rytain ships and their capabilities when the door chime rang. "Come in," he spoke in reply.
The door opened to admit Lieutenant Zai who entered and assumed a spot near the desk, his hands clasped behind his back. After a momentary pause during which the XO looked around the office, he spoke plainly. "Are you all right, Captain?" he asked.
Commander Drake clenched his PADD tightly for a moment before slowly exhaling and relaxing his grip. A wry smile touched his lips as he answered with a question of his own. "Doing that poor of a job of hiding it, am I?"
((OOC: assuming a nonthreatening affirmation, here))
Drake gestured at the chair across from his desk. "Please, have a seat."
((OOC: assuming Zai does so))
Silas shook his head. "Tochi," he continued, "You better than most probably already realize this, but your past is never truly behind you. Everything you do, everything you say... it always remains a part of you. You can grow and learn as a person, but some will never let that old you go."
The Captain paused for a moment and leaned back in his chair. "I spoke to Starfleet Command this morning, as you surely already know. An Admiral Harding, to be exact... to my knowledge, I've never had any contact with her in the past. And yet, she seemed to know ME... or seemed to believe that she did."
Silas let his gaze float around the room, resting on the various ship models, before fixing again on the Trill XO. "I honestly don't know that I should tell you this; it's likely the sort of thing one should keep to themselves, or within the confidence of a Counselor."
Drake paused for a long moment before continuing. "During the briefing, it was made clear to me that some within Starfleet Command are less than confident in my judgment. I have long known - and accepted - that some view me as a bit of a loose cannon, but this is the first time that I have had an admiral communicate to me that there is doubt as to how fit I am for this duty."
The Captain's eyes flashed with anger, and it touched his voice. "Damn it, if that's the way that they feel, then why was I given a command in the first place? Was it in the hope that, given enough rope, I would hang myself? Why not leave me in an XO's chair, or transfer me permanently to Tactical?"
Again, Drake forced himself to slowly exhale. "At any rate," he continued, "there's the source of the current bee in my bonnet. Clearly, the only real answer for me - seeing as how I'm likely not yet well-adjusted enough to utterly ignore this sort of noise - will be to take petty pleasure in proving these sorts of people wrong."
A smirk played at the right corner of the Captain's mouth. "Either that, or you'll likely have a front row seat at my eventual court martial, no?"
Posted on 2016-03-03 at 12:44:30.
Edited on 2016-03-03 at 12:47:44 by t_catt11
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Topic: Grugg
Subject: dude
We missed your hairy self!
Posted on 2016-03-03 at 11:14:40.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty
Subject: let's get on with it, already...
Stardate 2365.02.07
USS Peregrine - Bridge 0735
Silas pursed his lip as he considered the situation. As far as interruptions went, this was about as unimportant as it got; an escape pod in the middle of nowhere, with no response to communications, and no sign of the parent craft anywhere within sensor range. Factor in the tachyon traces, and odds were extremely high that the pod had been ejected either by utter accident or equipment malfunction. Silas felt fairly confident that the final upshot of this diversion would be a stack of paperwork, and little more.
Still, though, there were the incredibly odd sensor readings. No life signs, then several million, then none again? It made zero sense. Drake found an unsettled feeling when he considered the situation, and decided that in this case, it would be wise to be thorough in their approach.
Drake would have loved to have known what the science department thought of this, but they had as of yet not deigned to make an appearance. Annoyed, the Captain reached for his commbadge, but the XO beat him to the punch.
"Lieutenant Zai to Sciences," the XO snipped, "We could really use someone on the bridge. As in five minutes ago!"
Ensign Maize followed up with a rather unsure reply, and Drake elected to let the XO handle it. Especially in light of his already shaky mood thanks to Starfleet Command, Silas recognized that he was perilously close to venting anger across the comm circuits, which would accomplish little.
Lieutenant Moriden fed a few more details - including a lack of ability to establish communications - and Silas' jaw set in further annoyance. Finally, the turboift doors whooshed open to admit Lieutenant Tesenblen. "We appreciate you joining us, Mister Tesenblen," Drake spoke testily, when he noticed the bloody gash on the science officer's head.
"Lieutenant," he asked, "are you all right?"
((OOC: assuming some affirmative answer))
Drake nodded. "Fair enough, but when you are done here, you need to go see Doctor Synklar, and spend a few minutes with a dermal regenerator. If you lost consciousness, she should evaluate you for a concussion, as well. Are you sure that you are well enough to continue?"
((OOC: again, assuming that he is))
"All right, then," he answered. "I want a full analysis of that escape pod."
Silas paused, considering the alternatives. He couldn't exactly leave the pod floating here, but the Peregrine had time sensitive orders; they couldn't tarry here for hours.
Drake stood. "All right, people," he spoke. "Let's learn what we can, but we don't have all day to twiddle our thumbs here - we have new orders from Admiralty, and we need to get going. As soon as the scans are complete, Lieutenant Moriden, lock on the tractor beam and bring the pod aboard."
The Captain then keyed his commbadge. "Drake to Engineering. Commander Thorson, we're about to bring an escape pod aboard. We are getting sensor readings that make no sense; I want an engineering team to Cargo Bay One to set up a containment field until we can be sure that it poses no threat, and we may need your assistance with the pod itself."
((OOC: assuming an acknowledgement))
"Drake out." he spoke as he cut the channel.
Next, the Captain took a step away from the Big Chair. "I want to play this as safe as possible," he spoke. "Rock, I want a security team on hand before we open that pod. Mister Tesenblen, I want a science representative there when we open it, and I want you to proceed with utmost caution. The containment field stays up until we are absolutely certain that the pod is safe, is that clear?"
((OOC: assuming acknowledgement again))
Drake nodded. "Ensign P'Tammah, once the pod is aboard, lay in a course for Starbase 118, then proceed at warp seven."
Finally, he keyed the commbadge once final time. "Now hear this. All senior department heads will report to the Captain's Mess at 0930 for mission briefing. That is all."
Silas gestured at his Executive Officer. "Lieutenant Zai, you have the bridge."
With that, he turned and walked back to the Ready Room.
Posted on 2016-03-03 at 01:01:57.
Edited on 2016-03-03 at 01:20:53 by t_catt11
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Topic: Grugg
Subject: yep
So glad to hear this. I sent him a sarcastic text. 
Posted on 2016-03-02 at 23:24:16.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: yep
You are correct. In the event of a red alert, Blackmon - unless otherwise ordered by Lieutenant Rockastansky - would report to Security (deck five).
And yes, I would fully expect a security team to be called if/when we take this pod aboard.
Posted on 2016-03-02 at 15:41:25.
Edited on 2016-03-02 at 15:41:38 by t_catt11
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: hey
Ody, check your PMs. You are overthinking this.
Posted on 2016-03-02 at 12:30:48.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: well...
I figure engineering will be involved when we bring the thing aboard. Right now, nothing is broken, we don't need any polarity to be reversed  ... if'n you have a good idea on how the bridge can/should reasonably involved engineering, speak up!
Posted on 2016-03-02 at 10:19:03.
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Topic: RDI Ghost Sighting
Subject: heh
This is a quirk - I hate to call it a bug - from long ago.
You see, users don't get booted out until the garbage collection routine runs... which only happens if someone is logged into chat.
So if you are the last person logged in and you time out or close the window, and the garbage collection doesn't pick up, it shows you still logged in. As soon as someone else logs in, it runs the routine to see how is currently logged in, sees that "ghost" is way too old, and logs them out.
The new chat won't have this quirk.
Posted on 2016-03-02 at 09:41:51.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: awesome!
I mean, about the post. I have one in the works, myself, but every post for me to read in this game is like the next hit of crack.
Sorry about the power, though. That suuuuuucks.
Posted on 2016-03-01 at 22:40:08.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: cool
Well, listen to Ayrn, then!
Posted on 2016-03-01 at 16:22:19.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: I get it
That works for me.
I would expect that she would spend a fair amount of time in the holosuites, working off aggression and such.
Posted on 2016-03-01 at 14:55:23.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: well
We actually don't have a counselor on board the Peregrine... we just don't have the space.
A personnel management specialist (which is an operations position) is probably someone who handles a lot of scheduling, duty rotations, off time requests, makes sure that people are getting their mandatory continuing education hours, etc.
Posted on 2016-03-01 at 14:33:54.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: nice
lol @ Wheeze!
I have added a few more NPC stubs to help round out the roster. As always, feel free to use these folks, ignore them - and if they are in your department, edit them and/or replace them with your own creations.
Posted on 2016-03-01 at 13:18:27.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: just read it!
Well done.
Posted on 2016-03-01 at 13:06:05.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: cool
Nice nerdniness!
Posted on 2016-03-01 at 11:56:04.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: you have the freedom!
It's a freeform game, so feel free to do whatever you like, as long as it continues to fit in with what has been posted so far... or if it contradicts, make sure that you have a good reason for it.
This is Eol's little side quest/idea, so it's good form to at least confer with him before you post new material/findings/etc.
Posted on 2016-03-01 at 09:38:00.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Recruitment
Subject: player roster up by one...
Red Sector A will be assuming the role of Ensign Linda Blackmon, junior Security officer.
Welcome aboard!
Posted on 2016-02-29 at 18:24:02.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Recruitment
Subject: nope!
Not at all, though there are no department head slots open right now. However, if you would be interested in playing a junior officer or enlisted, we absolutely have room for you.
Sending you a PM now...
Posted on 2016-02-29 at 17:42:46.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: there we go...
...something for quite a few of you to do.
Posted on 2016-02-29 at 15:20:50.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty
Subject: interruptions?
Stardate: 2365.02.07
USS Peregrine, Captain's Ready Room - 0720
Commander Drake sat at his desk, fuming impotently at the viewscreen. Having had no interaction in the past with Admiral Harding, he found her thinly veiled distaste - to say nothing of her barely concealed hinted threats - to be aggravating and frustrating. He forced himself to take deep, measured breaths, and to instead focus on the aspects of the situation that he could influence - the logistics of the new mission, how it would impact the crew, what preparations would need to be made. Certainly, a staff meeting was in order; first, an order for the new heading would need to be placed, then a meeting for oh eight hundred with the department heads to brief them on their orders.
Just as he was about to key the comm, it beat him to the punch and chirped.
=/=Bridge to Captain Drake,=/= came the XO's voice. =/=We've pinged an unknown contact just outside our patrol route, sir. We're en route to intercept.=/=
Talk about your timing, he mused as he rose to his feet. "On my way, lieutenant," he answered.
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Stardate: 2365.02.07
USS Peregrine, Bridge - 0725
Silas strode onto the bridge, annoyance likely still evident on his face to those who bothered to look closely - though, with the detection of an unknown contact, it could be easily mistaken as seriousness about the situation at hand. Not that anyone was likely looking at the Captain, anyway... not after six weeks of boring patrols.
Commander Drake nodded to Lieutenant Zai as he moved to take the Captain's chair. "Report, Lieutenant," he spoke directly. "What are we looking at, what do we know?"
(OOC: assuming a summation of the items mentioned prior to his entering of the bridge)
At roughly a quarter of a million kilometers, the contact was already within effective weapons range. It was interesting, then, how the Peregrine had failed to pick up the object until now. Immediately, Drake began issuing orders.
"Helm, slow to one quarter impulse until we have a better idea what we are looking at. Lieutenant Moriden, tell me everything you can about it. Let's put it onscreen, full magnification, please. Rock, bring the phasers online. Don't lock them on yet, but I want to be ready in case this is pirate-related."
Without waiting for responses, Drake keyed his commbadge. "Drake to Tesenblen. Lieutenant, I need a science presence on the bridge immediately."
Pausing barely long enough to receive a reply, he keyed the badge again. "Drake to sickbay. Doctor Synklar, we have what looks like a possible escape pod on our sensors. Be ready in the event that we need to treat any wounded."
Orders given, Silas sat back in the command chair just a bit. "So, what do we have here?" he mused. "Is this from a Federation vessel, or someone else?"
Posted on 2016-02-29 at 15:19:41.
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Topic: The Death of the Inn?
Subject: well....
James, if you had been here a few weeks ago, the title would have seemed appropriate. We've seen a couple of games jump up since then, activity has spiked more than 1000 page views per day on average... so maybe this thread was premature.
Posted on 2016-02-29 at 14:17:52.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: rofl
Nice way to play the respirator angle off of Eol's post. Fun read!
Posted on 2016-02-29 at 08:55:44.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: so...
You visited Margaritaville?
Posted on 2016-02-28 at 20:23:50.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: oh yeah?
Nomad, check your PMs.
Posted on 2016-02-28 at 19:31:24.
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