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Topic: Add On Story. Fill in 3 words!
Subject: scuse me
unless you're gassy.
Posted on 2008-06-10 at 22:41:50.
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Topic: Star Trek: Operation:Persephone - Q&A
Subject: Howdy
Hey folks; just checking in. Looking forward to gettin' this bird launched and seein' what we will see. See ya back on the Cerberus. Later all, and have a good day 
Posted on 2008-06-10 at 20:30:41.
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Topic: Add On Story. Fill in 3 words!
Subject: Outta the way
Find a toilet!
Posted on 2008-06-10 at 04:13:15.
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Topic: Add On Story. Fill in 3 words!
Subject: Mmmmm, tasty
Then diarrhea starts...
Posted on 2008-06-10 at 01:53:23.
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Topic: The Would You Rather Game
Subject: Lumens!
(btw, trust me, not as simple as you might think, Reralae, when you're actually faced with the choice; years of guilt for breakfast tastes icky, but good answer )
Dark...light bill is cheaper. Heh.
Ummm...let's see...Kirk or Picard?
Posted on 2008-06-09 at 23:41:36.
Edited on 2008-06-09 at 23:51:08 by Duncan74
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Topic: The Would You Rather Game
Subject: Beezles for teh Win!
Beelzebub...his name's just cooler to say. Heh.
Would you rather:
Die and be a hero?
or
Live, at the expense of someone else's life?
(deep, I know, tryin' to provoke thought and all)
Posted on 2008-06-09 at 23:21:43.
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Topic: ^ < V game
Subject: Going for the gold
^ Is Tony Soprano in disguise
< Won an Olympic gold medal in Fish Swimming
v dances with wolves.
Posted on 2008-06-09 at 19:55:30.
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Topic: Star Trek: Operation:Persephone - Q&A
Subject: Hrmmm
OK, was able to do it then. Reason I sent the post was that it wasn't even letting me view the roster, adding someone was the only option it gave me when I put pointer on "Roster" on the home page, wasn't let me click the actual "Roster" link, just saying "Add someone"; must have just been a glitch, on this visit I was able to view the roster and will edit bio accordingly when I get one done up in detail. Wish me luck, am running my first larp as a storyteller tonight, for a fairly large expected crowd! (Vampire: The Masquerade, by the way). Later all, and thanks for the info Fef
Posted on 2008-06-07 at 20:51:56.
Edited on 2008-06-07 at 20:59:06 by Duncan74
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Topic: Star Trek: Operation:Persephone - Q&A
Subject: Help My Tard Arse
OK, feeling dumb now. When I go to Trek Tools and try to view existing log and/or roster, I only get an option to add stuff, can't seem to just view what's already there. Am I doing something wrong? Did Timmy fall down the well? Halp! Hehe.
Posted on 2008-06-07 at 18:42:15.
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Topic: Star Trek: Operation:Persephone - Q&A
Subject: Cerberus Roster
Howdy. I don't know how major a game factor the ship rosters are in the Trek Tools section, and if they're not important just disregard this. I noticed Tier still listed as CEO, and I also noticed everyone has bios. Is this something I'm supposed to participate in? If so, I'll need to do up a bio and know who to send it to. But like I said, if it's not really important to the game just forget I asked.
Posted on 2008-06-07 at 08:27:20.
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Topic: ^ < V game
Subject: Toe-rific
^ thoroughly enjoyed Oko tasting his toes.
< is glad he bathed today and removed the toejam.
v has no toes.
Posted on 2008-06-07 at 08:16:38.
Edited on 2008-06-07 at 08:17:09 by Duncan74
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Topic: Rhyme time!
Subject: Muppets Unite
Pigs In Space.
Posted on 2008-06-07 at 06:56:49.
Edited on 2008-06-07 at 06:58:03 by Duncan74
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Topic: Star Trek: Operation:Persephone - Q&A
Subject: Iz Not A Toomah
(In best Governator accent): It's not a toomah...It's NOT! Hehe.
Posted on 2008-06-06 at 06:15:01.
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Topic: Star Trek: Operation:Persephone - Q&A
Subject: Yippity
Posted Cameron's arrival on the ship, visit to engineering, ended with him at ready room ready to talk to Mac. May do some interaction with Sienae and Shiarrael, as their paths will surely cross in Engineering and such. My spleen quivers in anticipation-hehe.
Posted on 2008-06-06 at 03:56:14.
Edited on 2008-06-06 at 05:39:59 by Duncan74
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Topic: Star Trek: Operation Persephone
Subject: Intro to Engineering
Stardate 2374.09.03 - 0330 hours
USS Cerberus Transporter Room 1
The first thing Lt. Cdr. Duncan Cameron noticed when he materialized in the Cerberus' transporter room was the smell. It was the smell of new. He inhaled deeply, drinking in the brisk tang of brand-new carpeting, the smell of newly-finished plastics and polymers, the slight metallic scent of recently-finished duranium and tritanium, the ozone-hinted aroma of brand-new isolinear chips and computer circuitry...in short, the smell of new beginnings.
He looked over at the transporter technician and smiled. "Permission to come aboard?"
"Permission granted", replied the ensign. "Welcome aboard, Sir."
"Thank you," said Duncan. "Now, since I've arrived at about as last-minute as you can get, if you'd be kind enough to direct me to my quarters I'll get my gear stowed and report to Engineering, Ensign...?" He raised an inquiring brow.
"Figura, Sir," the young officer replied, "Dan Figura. I've been filling the CEO shoes until your arrival. I figured I'd meet you personally and give you any briefing you might require. You're on Deck 3 now. Your quarters are on this deck, just down the corridor. I'll be happy to walk you there."
Duncan shook the young officer's hand and gestured toward the door. "After you, Ensign."
During the short walk to Duncan's quarters, Figura briefly filled him in on the general current status of the Engineering department. He had just gotten to the installation of the Romulan cloaking device when they reached Duncan's quarters. Shaking his head in wonder at the memory of a time when the Romulans were mortal enemies and the prospect of having them installing equipment on your ship was unthinkable, Duncan entered the room just long enough to take a quick look around and toss his duffel on the bed.
"All right, Figura, let's head on down to Main Engineering and let me have a look around the floor and have a look at our new cloaking device before I have to head up to the Bridge. I was reading up on some of the power-comsumption ratios on my way here, and I may have a couple of ideas to lessen the power drain on the EPS grid."
Figura gave him a brief chuckle as they entered the turbolift. "Deck 7, Engineering," he told the computer, then turned back to Duncan. "Hopefully Centurion Sienae won't be too offended. She's awfully protective of that device, treats it like it's her kid or something." Having read the status reports, Duncan knew Figura was referring to the Romulan officer that had been overseeing the cloaking device's actual installation.
"I think I can keep from hurting her feelings too badly," he said with a smile. "We hosted an Engineering symposium last month at Starbase 7, and one of the seminars I attended dealt with some interesting new ideas about maximizing power usage and increasing efficiency in EPS grids. Some engineers on ships out on the front lines came up with the ideas during battle conditions; at least it's a little bit of a silver lining to the war. Anyway, given what I've read about the power that cloaking device is going to draw when it's fully active, I think I can put some of that info to good use. But, I'll make sure to meet with Centurion Sienae before I go molesting her child. Heh." Figura chuckled with him, and resumed reports on various Engineering minutiae as they continued on to Main Engineering. Duncan briefly wondered what kind of person Sienae was, and whether they would get along. He knew that although he came from a time when Romulans were a hated enemy, life was too short for prejudice and bigotry. But does she feel the same way? Time would tell.
The Engineering doors opened and they entered a room bustling with the activity of getting the ship prepped for launch. Figura called for everyone to stop what they were doing and meet the new CEO, but Duncan waved it aside, "We'll have a department meeting once we're underway, folks. You've got enough on your plate for now. As you were."
Duncan spent the next half hour wandering around Engineering, familiarizing himself with the layout, making a few adjustments here and there, and checking the table for status reports on the ship at-large and consulting the list of the main tasks that the Engineering department still needed to see to. Nothing too major, he noted. Figura seemed to have taken decent care of the ship; this was nothing a few dedicated teams couldn't handle over the course of a week or so. He was checking some system readouts when he heard a woman's voice behind him.
"Lieutenant Commander Cameron?" He turned to see a rather harried-looking young woman with the insignia of a Chief Petty Officer standing there, PADD in hand.
"That's right," he replied with a smile. "And you are?"
"Chief Petty Officer Weatherly, Sir. I'm the captain's yeoman. He'd like to speak with you in his Ready Room before we launch."
"Understood," he replied. "I was just about to head to the bridge anyway." He watched the frazzled young yeoman leave, smiling inwardly. Bet the Captain's keeping that one on her toes, he thought. He took a final appraising look around Engineering and headed for the turbolift. Noticing a slight stick in the turbolift doors as they slid open, he made a mental note to add that to the to-do list. "Bridge," he told the computer, and the car slid into motion.
When the turbolift reached its destination, Duncan stepped out onto the gleaming new bridge of the Cerberus. Looking around at the various stations, taking special note of the Engineering stations, admiring the sleekness and the pleasing lines, he nodded and smiled in approval. A fine ship, he thought. Hopefully a fine crew as well. He still had yet to really meet anyone, aside from Figura, Weatherly, and the crewpeople he had seen in passing.
He strode to the Captain's Ready Room door and touched the door chime, ready for his first meeting with his new captain.
Posted on 2008-06-06 at 03:19:35.
Edited on 2008-06-06 at 05:50:44 by Duncan74
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Topic: Rhyme time!
Subject: Dirrrrrty...
Grime.
New word:
Noob. (keep it clean, people-hehe).
Posted on 2008-06-05 at 13:12:55.
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Topic: Star Trek: Operation Persephone
Subject: CEO Reporting In...Right Under The Wire!
Stardate: 2374.09.03 - 0247 hours
Starfleet Runabout Xerxes, en route to starbase 10
So much has happened, thought Lieutenant Duncan Cameron. That's Lieutenant Commander now, he mused, as he absently fingered the new pip at his throat. As he sat at the unused tactical station in the small runabout, he gazed out the window at the rainbow of stars rushing by that was the trademark view from a ship at Warp, and reflected on the seeming whirlwind of change that had brought him to this point in his life and career.
If one thought in strict terms of stardates, he was over a hundred years old. Granted, that was relatively young for a human these days, but it was a bit more surprising when one considered that biologically, he was only 34.
He thought about the first days of his career, so long past now, when he was just a fresh-faced recruit at the Academy, brimming over with the youthful excitement of knowing he was going to travel among the stars, and his own hands would maintain the ships that took him there. He thought about his early days as a Junior Engineer's Mate aboard the Excelsior, and how he had constantly doubted himself and felt as if he had two left hands, constantly fumbling over even the simplest tasks, even earning himself the nickname of "Sticky", after a particularly embarrassing incident with a tube of hyper-epoxy. It was then that Captain Hikaru Sulu himself had taken the clumsy ensign under his wing, and through intense fencing lessons and patient, caring tutelage, helped Duncan find strength and grace in his movements, and confidence and self-esteem in his mind. It was largely due to Captain Sulu that he was able to become an effective, sure-fingered and quick-witted engineer and a better man. He fondly remembered Captain Sulu's proud smile when he affixed the Starfleet Medal of Valor to Duncan's chest after the Khitomer Incident, while Captain James T. Kirk himself had looked on. As Kirk had shaken Duncan's hand and congratulated him afterward he told Duncan "You couldn't have asked for a better mentor". Truer words were never spoken.
He thought about his days as a freshly minted lieutenant aboard the USS Bozeman, under the command of Captain Morgan Bateson. His time as an Engineer's Mate on that fated ship brought him more excitement, horror, wonder and adventure than one being should be entitled to endure in a lifetime. He remembered with wonderment how, only three weeks out of spacedock, the Bozeman had entered the Typhon Expanse on a routine mapping survey, only to emerge 90 years later in a temporal causality loop, destroying the Enterprise-D. Duncan only knew of the Enterprise's destruction secondhand, since the Enterprise crew apparently stopped the loop and saved their ship. But in the wake of the averted tragedy, the Bozeman was still there, 90 years out of her time, with a crew full of people whose friends and loved ones were, for the most part, long dead and gone. While Duncan himself had no real family left, he had been engaged to a beautiful girl named LeAnna, and his anguish was unbearable when he confirmed that she had been dead for many years. When the now-antique Soyuz-class Bozeman was retired in 2371, he joined those of the original crew that joined Bateson on the shakedown of the Enterprise-E, and later launched aboard the newly-christened destroyer Bozeman in 2372. He performed his duties well on the new ship, knowing nothing else to do to avoid complete insanity at the loss of his love. He even received another Starfleet Medal of Valor last year, after he saved a fellow crewman from Borg assimilation during the Battle of Sector 001. But whether it was the faces of his shipmates, the knowledge that Captain Bateson refused to take the ship back to its own time regardless of the fact that the timeline had been polluted and travel back wasn't allowed, or the the irrational belief that the damned ship has stolen LeAnna from him, he could take no more of life on the Bozeman. Perhaps not surprisingly, Captain Bateson had understood completely. He had warmly shaken Duncan's hand, and with a smile of genuine warmth and a hint of sadness in his eyes, had told Duncan "Sometimes the past chases us faster than we can run. I know that well. You're a good man, Cameron, and I wish you well. You'll always have a place on my ship if you want it".
In a show of genuine kindness and respect for Duncan's engineering abilities, Bateson had fast-tracked Duncan's transfer to the USS Excalibur under the command of Captain Mackenzie Calhoun, where an opening for an Assistant Chief Engineering Officer had come available. At first Duncan had scoffed at his new crewmates' tales of how Captain Calhoun had started out as basically a barbarian warrior, leading a slave revolt on his home planet of Xenex and becoming the planet's Warlord, but when the Excalibur was on station in Sector 221-G earlier this year during the opening salvos of the Dominion War, Duncan had seen Calhoun's barbarian ferocity and warrior cunning send many Jem'Hadar ships and their crews to whatever Hell existed for them. Duncan came to respect Calhoun's directness, his courage and his command style, and began to enjoy his work again under CEO Burgoyne 172, a dual-gendered Hermat who was one of the most amazing engineers Duncan had ever had the privilege of working with. But just as the specter of loss and death was beginning to fade, the Excalibur had disappeared without a trace 2 months ago while he was on shore leave. Again Duncan was faced with the loss of those he had come to care for and respect. Over the past 2 months he worked at Starbase 7 helping maintain the ships of the Seventh Fleet, but he again found himself losing enjoyment of the work and battling depression almost on a daily basis. But fate just might have given him some light at the end of a dark tunnel.
Just yesterday he had gotten a Priority One communique from the Starfleet Corps of Engineers, ordering him to report to the USS Cerberus as its new Chief Engineering Officer. And to his surprise, accompanying the orders was notification of his promotion to Lieutenant Commander. During a somewhat-hurried ceremony, the Admiral of the Seventh Fleet himself had affixed the new pip to his collar, shaken his hand, congratulated him, and promptly directed him toward the base's hangar for departure with barely enough time to grab his duffel first. As soon as he stepped aboard the Xerxes, the pilot had gone to Warp and had been taxing her warp core almost to its limit for the whole trip. He didn't know who had put through the request for his services, but here was a chance to throw off the shadows of the past and make a fresh start. He was actually getting excited, a feeling he'd not felt in a while. He made it a point to keep up with Starfleet Tech Manuals and the Starfleet Engineering Journals, so he was fairly familiar with the Steamrunner class. He had even seen some in action at the Battle of Sector 001, and he was fairly impressed with their performance. And a brand-new ship: here he could sink his teeth into the work he now knew he was born for. Here was a chance to honor those that had been lost by putting his utmost into caring for this ship, this symbol, for him, of hope and renewal.
So much has happened, he thought again, as the runabout's pilot spoke up, interrupting his reverie.
"ETA 5 minutes, sir", said the pilot. "Thank you, Lieutenant", Duncan replied, and rose from the Tactical seat. He stretched, working out the kinks from being seated for a long while. He stepped into the back and made sure his duffel and uniform were squared away, and by the time he was done he could hear the young pilot getting Priority docking clearance from Starbase Ops. This MacTavish must have some pull, he thought with a hint of amusement as the runabout got booted to the head of the line. He thanked the pilot for a smooth ride, cautioned her to keep a weather eye on her well-taxed warp core on the trip back, and made his way through the hatch into Starbase 10. He made his way to the Transporter Control Center and identified himself to the transporter operatior. "Lieutenant Dunc...er, Lieutenant Commander Duncan Cameron reporting as CEO for the Cerberus", he said, chuckling a little. "Aye, sir", replied the operator, "Cerberus is ready to receive you". He stepped onto the glowing pad, double-checked his uniform again (got to make a good first impression, he thought with a smile, fondly remembering those exact words of wisdom from Captain Sulu, oh-so-long ago), and spoke the word that would send him to his destiny.
"Energize."
Posted on 2008-06-05 at 09:53:15.
Edited on 2008-06-05 at 12:08:53 by Duncan74
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Topic: Final Season of Battlestar
Subject: Centurions
I have to say, I'm really wondering what is going to develop with the Centurions; it's interesting to me that their inhibitors (or whatever they are called) were removed and that they basically have free will now: Could they possibly take it upon themselves to overthrow the "skin jobs" and do things their own way? I'm interested to see if that plotline goes anywhere. Anyone else?
Posted on 2008-06-05 at 08:01:51.
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Topic: Star Trek: Operation:Persephone - Q&A
Subject: CEO Reporting In
Hello all! I'm brand-new to the Inn, so a hearty greeting to those I haven't met yet. I'm really looking forward to the game and i think it'll be fun; this will be my first forum-based game. Not to worry, though, I'm a gamer from way back, and I'm a passing fair storyteller, so I should be able to keep Engineering moments somewhat less than dull. A brief request though: I tried to read the first few pages of the thread thus far, but I don't usually have a whole lot of time at one shot to be at the computer. Could someone give me a brief lowdown on what's happened between about Page 3 and Page 9 of the thread? Also, which dock are we at and so forth, so I can make my entrance properly and with some knowledge of the setting. Thanks, and I look forward to gaming with you.
=/\\= Lt. Cmdr. Duncan Cameron reporting as ordered, Sir. My transport is en route to the facility, and I expect to arrive at the Cerberus within the hour. =/\\=
Posted on 2008-06-04 at 21:24:09.
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Topic: ^ < V game
Subject: Walrus!!! Run!!!
^ watches too many reality TV shows...no one was supposed to know!
< Was indeed on "When Gamer Walruses Attack!"
V is the next gamer walrus to be featured on said show
Posted on 2008-06-03 at 18:46:18.
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Topic: ^ < V game
Subject: Dangit!
^ GAVE me the freakin' fish allergy, thankyouverymuch!
< Just ate fish, so is now a pufferfish
v Is about to get upchucked on thanks to my newly-acquired allergy...hope you like fish!
Posted on 2008-06-02 at 17:06:35.
Edited on 2008-06-02 at 17:09:25 by Duncan74
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Topic: Greetings and salutations!
Subject: Warm and Fuzzy Feelings
A warm welcome indeed! Nice to hear from all of you. And I shall refrain from feeding the Grugg as forewarned-hehe. Although I could make my 5-alarm chili and feed it that; results could prove most amusing. But alas, I am too attached to my limbs to risk losing one, even with the chili.
Well, I've had a bit of time to look around and am really liking what I see as far as content, chat capability, good games and good participation. I think DragonChat is going to be perfect for convening staff meetings for our LARP, too.
So, my time was limited this morning, so I didn't get to explore as much as I would have liked, so a couple of quick questions: Is the Star Wars content being run primarily on the new Wizards format or the old West End Games D6 format? I only ask because all the materials I have on-hand are old format. Also, are there any special requirements for running a game? I had thought this might be a good opportunity to start a couple of games I've been wanting to run, maybe Serenity (I looove me some Firefly) or Battlestar Galactica.
Guess that's enough questioning for now. Thanks again for the nice welcome, and I'll be sure to stop by Petco for some Grugg Chow-hehe. Later good people
Posted on 2008-06-02 at 16:57:37.
Edited on 2008-06-02 at 16:58:05 by Duncan74
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Topic: Greetings and salutations!
Subject: Greetings and salutations!
Hello to all! I'm brand-new to the inn, and thought I'd take a moment to introduce myself. The name's Duncan, as in the doughnut or the Highlander, choose your fun-poking method, and I'm a vet gamer from way back. I've been playing tabletop games for about 20 years, I recently started playing Hero Clix, I LARP when I can, and in fact am helping officiate a LARP that's starting on the weekend of the 7th. I also play World of Warcraft online and am looking forward to the Warhammer MMO game. I've always loved gaming, and some of the best friends I've ever had came from my gaming. I'm also in the SCA and have loved doing that ever since I started it. I live in Alabama (you may make jokes accordingly) and am 34 years old. I look forward to meeting folks here, and hope I can add the inn to the list of gaming places where I've made lifelong friends. Hope to hear back from somebody soon, and good gaming to you all!
Posted on 2008-06-02 at 08:43:18.
Edited on 2008-06-02 at 08:45:07 by Duncan74
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