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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: DM..
I make it a habit 'not' to read storylines not pertaining to my character, to keep knowledge and metagaming to an absolute minimum... but After reading Almerin's comment above I took the liberty of reading the last post... and even without any other details, as a stand alone post... Bravo!
The poem certainly summed up anything I had missed, and the emotion behind the words seemed to leap from the page. Well done
~A new fan.
Posted on 2007-12-09 at 16:33:12.
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Topic: Star Trek: Operation:Persephone - Q&A
Subject: nope...
guess not... while he's got technical training...and TAC experience.. OPS isn't his forte... guess I'll give Ops a open character interaction..
'Valberg didn't catch the name of the figure hunched over the console' etc. or something...
But I'd still like Olan / eol's thoughts on the SECdetail... while I Kaelyn may not have Experience as SEC, Karl does so his SEX detail would be top notch.
Posted on 2007-12-09 at 08:20:11.
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Topic: Star Trek: Operation:Persephone - Q&A
Subject: satisfactory???
Or would Rrowl have a feral frenzy if something like this was presented to him???
Posted on 2007-12-08 at 06:37:44.
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Topic: Star Trek: Operation:Persephone - Q&A
Subject: Security Detail AS per Requested... complete with SEC parameters.
SEC Roster and Security Detail:
SEC: Lt. Valberg Assignment: Kicking wet eared Sec pups in the arse to kick start this
aSEC: Lt(jg) (NPC) – Jack Krauser-Human Assignment: Overseeing Romulan scientists ‘intigration’ proceedings.
SO: Ensign (NPC) – Albert Wesker- Human Assignment: Training Details for enlisted SEC in downtime.
SO: Ensign (NPC) – Joachim Mizrahi –Trill (11 year old symbiote) Assignment: Observing Romulan movement through Ops attuned CommunicationBadge via Romulan vital signs.
Enlisted Personnel:
Alpha Team: Assignment: Cerberus Cloak Detail. 2 Sec members to be with cloak at all times. 6 hour shifts. 0000-0600, 0600-1200
• 1 McPherson –Male, Human
• 2 Illie- Female, Bajoran
• 3 Hunter –Half/Klingon-Male
• 4 Crestor –Andorian Male
Beta Team: Assignment: Cerberus Cloak Detail. 2 Sec members to be with cloak at all times. 6 hour shifts. 1200-1800, 0600-0000
• 1 Davies –Male, Human
• 2 Jenkins- Male, Human
• 3 Linka- Female, Human
• 4 O’Connor, Male-Human
Gamma Team: Assignment: Centurion Escort. 2 Sec members to escort Centurion and her 2nd at all times when moving about the ship.
• 1 Marley –Male- Human
• 2 Brom –Male- Human
• 3 Sal- Male-Human
• 4 Lox Male- Vulcan
Theta Team: Assignment: Charon Cloak Storage Detail. 1 Sec member to be with cloak at all times. 6 hour shifts. Security clearance required for access.
• 1 James Bull –Male Human
• 2 Joseph Smith –Male Human
• 3 Josh Boulding- Male Human
• 4 Justin Dingman –Male Human
Omega Team Assignment: Engineering: One member of Omega Team will oversee 4 enlisted officers at all times.
• 1 Archie Andrews- Male Human Shift 1
• 2 Maverick- Male Human Shift 2
• 3 Stone- Male Human Shift 3
• 4 Debares – Male Human Shift 4
Bridge Detail
• 1 Ingleman –Male Human
• 2 Irons – Male Human
TAC/SEC Detail: This pool of Random NPC’s is covering filling in shift changes, responding to Security dispatches, etc. (allows for Gamers. DM to create a personal NPC given appropriate circumstances)
• 1
• 2
• 3
• 4
• 5
• 6
• 7
• 8
• 9
• 10
SECURITY DEPARTMENT
This multi-room department is located in a restricted area on deck 7. Within it are the entrances to the phaser range, the Brig, the torpedo/probe magazine, the auxiliary weapon control room and to the Ship's Armory, as well as the Chief Tactical Officer's office.
The CTO's office is decorated to the officer's preference. It contains a work area, a personal viewscreen, a computer display, a replicator, and a washroom/head. It is located next to the brig.
Brig: Located on deck 7, the brig is a restricted access area whose only entrance is from within the Security department. The Steamrunner class vessel has 4 double occupancy cells, which contain beds, a retractable table and chairs, a water dispenser, and a toilet. The cells are secured with a level-10 forcefield emitter built into each doorway.
Internal Forcefields: Controlled from the bridge or from the Security office on deck 7, forcefields can be activated throughout the ship, effectively sealing off sections of the hallway from the remainder of the vessel.
Internal Sensors: Used to monitor the internal security of the ship. They can identify the location of specific crewmembers who are wearing their commbadge. They can be used to determine the general location of any person on board the ship, based on the entry of specific variables by the Tactical officer.
Phaser Range: The phaser range is located on deck 7. The phaser range is heavily shielded and the walls are armored. It is designed for low level phaser fire, but can withstand short phaser blasts at setting 16 without a problem.
The phaser range is used by security to train ship's personnel in marksmanship. During training, the holo-emitters in the phaser range are activated, creating a holographic setting, similar to what a holodeck does. Personnel are "turned loose" either independently or in an Away Team formation to explore the setting presented to them, and the security officer in charge will take notes on the performance of each person as they take cover, return fire, protect each other, and perform a variety of different scenarios. All personnel on Starfleet vessels are tested every six months in phaser marksmanship.
There are 25 levels of phaser marksmanship. All personnel are trained in the operation of phaser types I and II up to level 14. All security personnel must maintain a level 17 marksmanship for all phaser types. The true marksman can maintain at least an 80% hit ratio on level 23.
Ship's Armory: This room is located in a restricted area on deck 7 and is under constant guard. The room is sealed with a level-10 forcefield and can only be accessed by personnel with Alpha 3 security clearance. Inside the armory is a work area for maintenance and repair of phasers as well as multiple sealed weapon lockers. The armory carries enough type-I and type-II phasers to arm the entire crew. Type-III phaser rifle and the new compression phaser rifles are available as well, but only in enough numbers to arm approximately 1/3 of the crew. Heavy ordinance is available in limited numbers.
Torpedo/Probe Magazine: This restricted area is for storing unarmed photon torpedoes, quantum torpedoes (if the mission dictates), and science probes type I - VI and type IX (types VII and VIII are available if the mission dictates). Also stored here are the components for manufacturing new photon torpedoes, as well as the equipment to put it all together. This room is also accessed by the loading mechanism for the torpedo launchers.
Posted on 2007-12-08 at 06:34:33.
Edited on 2007-12-08 at 06:39:59 by Kaelyn
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Topic: Star Trek: Operation:Persephone - Q&A
Subject: look at roster....
Who IS the Ops Chief???? I need to co-ordinate... and that's abig position for me to just assign an NPC... Maybe Karl can double duty it until an official person (if their isn't one) arrives... (I've got some 40 npcs named I will post a roster and detail when I know about ops..
Posted on 2007-12-08 at 05:19:46.
Edited on 2007-12-08 at 05:27:11 by Kaelyn
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - an Adventure in Audalis
Subject: To his aide..
Thondrek had followed Geim upwards into the higher reaches of the tower, torchfire leading the way as they searched for Malius. The ranger was a swift one, and yet in a supposedly cleared tower he had yet to descend. Geim's bringing to Thondrek's attention the fact that Malius had been bitten by one of the abominable creature's spurned the Khord's short powerful legs even faster, as he took to the stairs with more vigor than before. Their companion might need them; Thondrek only prayed he was still their companion when they arrived.
~~~~~Providing we're unobstructed from reaching Malius~~~~~~
Thondrek burst up the stairs to the highest reaches of the tower, the windowed apex he had ventured through himself earlier. There stood a wounded Malius, though very much still the Syl Ranger. What bothered him more was the flying maggot critter whose lined maw gleamed with gore and razor sharp teeth. As it neared, Thondrek left Malius' needs to Geim, as he threw his Torch at the creature (more as a distraction than an attack) and immediately fell into the incantation for a Kelgore's Fire Bolt sending the second projectile hurtling towards the beast, biding the ranger more time.
Posted on 2007-12-07 at 14:01:05.
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Topic: Star Trek: Operation:Persephone - Q&A
Subject: Trying this again..
Now Eol or Olan can correct me if I'm wrong... But... While on board the Cerberus the marines do technically fall under TAC/SEC jurisdiction, however, the Marines are an individual specialized elite unit. While everyday affairs are handled by the 'pups in yellow' as Valberg calls em, the marines even being employed on the Cerberus lends credit that this ship is meant for deep infiltration / combat. which means you guys are the pick of the litter for away missions etc.
Valberg calling orders for armed escorts doesn't actually include the marines, though he'd far from shun their arrival, even if only to bolster the 'we have to have you but we don't have to like/trust you' feel the ship has in general.
Once I have a accounted for Security member count, (and the full marine detachment comming on board) I can work out shifts, details, and perhaps some cross combat training where the marines can help ship shape the 'wet eared Security pups'. Valberg's almost 40, a war vet and declarated soldier, so he'd have no issues with trying to see what the younger generation has them going all Hooah about. 
Posted on 2007-12-05 at 06:59:56.
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Topic: Star Trek: Operation:Persephone - Q&A
Subject: Security Detail..
What's the total staff under Security on the Cerberus... if I can get a number I'll get fancy and whip up a full roster and detail outline for our... guests
Posted on 2007-12-05 at 00:44:44.
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Topic: Star Trek: Operation Persephone
Subject: Welcome to the Wolf Pack
Valberg hadn’t even had time to groom himself, let alone take the much anticipated sonic shower he was looking forward to before orders had come to him to be in Transporter Room 2, with a fully armed security detail for the arrival of the much controversial ‘guests’. He gave a curt nod to Ensign McCreary before looking down the corridor towards TAC.
“Ensign, be a doll and deliver the rest of my belongings to my quarters would you? It Seems that the Wolf Pack needs to meet its Alpha pronto.”
Ensign McCreary gave the tall Norseman a beguiled look but nodded in reply before taking the few belonging’s Karl had brought with him on towards his quarters. The only object which he kept on his person was the Bat’leth Worf had bestowed upon him, which he wore proudly in a bandoleer across his broad back.
Ilene looked at him skeptically as he mounted the twin bladed weapon into place, handing her the case.
“I know it’s not standard issue lass, but we’re not for having standard guests now are we?” Without another word he turned, and made his way towards TAC.
=/\\\\= This is Lieutenant Valberg, the Security Chief. I need eight of you pups in yellow to meet me armed and ready in Transporter Room 2, and I mean yesterday. We’ve some distinguished guests to show a good time once they enter our den, so stiff up, arm up, and shut up. We’ll cover names and introductions when I arrive. =/\\\\=
Sweeping through TAC like a bat outta hell, Valberg nearly bowled over a young security officer who was hurriedly latching on his phaser to his belt while leaning in the doorway. Valberg looked at him and furrowed his bushy brows, (which were known to blend into one when not properly maintained) before physically moving him aside and picking up a PADD listing off the entire Security compliment the USS Cerberus enlisted.
He turned to pick up a Type-IIIa assault rifle to compliment his standard sidearm, and as he heard the door to TAC open he for lack of a better term: growled.
“Ensign if I ever catch you without your sidearm where it belongs again I’ll be certain to feed it to you so as to not have you forgetting again. Do I make myself clear?”
A stifled “yessir!” was all that reached Valberg’s ears before the hatch closed once more.
“This ship’s going to need a serious crew overhauling. One weak link can break us, and I do not want to be caught with any weakness with Romulans aboard.” Valberg noted he was speaking to no one in particular, and without further ado made his way to Transporter Room 2.
USS Cerberus – Transporter Room 2 – approx. 1000 hours
Valberg arrived in due coarse, looking as though we were ready to wage war. He stationed two of the security detail outside the room, one per side. While taking the other six in with him and stationing them around the room. Marley and Brom were on the left, McPherson and Illie on the right and Davies and Jenkins, (who he noted as the one from TAC) behind the transporter console.
“Captain.” Was all he said as he set his rifle to the lowest potentially fatal setting.
Adrenaline drove Rrowl to the transporter room where, to their credit, he found a small detachment of armed security personnel, led by a tall, blonde male lieutenant. Try as he might, the kzinti felt the battle rage flowing through his veins in a way that it had not done for some time. Allies or not, Romulans had been – and as far as he could tell, always would be – enemies of his people. His instincts cried to him to charge into the transporter room and cut down the filth as they materialized, and it took every fiber of his discipline not to act on them.
Instead, he managed to keep his voice to a feral growl, rather than the roar of hate he so longed to loose. “Have your team cover them well, Lieutenant Valberg. If the Romulans hint at treachery, I expect them to be reduced to ash on the spot.”
Valberg nodded towards Rrowl, but said nothing, his actions spoke for him as Rrowl could visibly see him change the settings on his phasers from ‘potentially maim’ to ‘charbrioled plasma stain’ or ‘Kill’ as it was more generally termed. Following him; so too did his detachment make their adjustments.
The Romulans arrived in a beam of light, and immediately the verbal sparring for dominance in stature, in which MacTavish scored the final blow as he spoke.
“Et’s no’ a big ship, Centurion, nor is et some bloody hotel on Risa,” MacTavish rumbled in reply, slowly turning to regard Sienae, “I’m sure yer lads’re more’n capable o’ shootlin’ their own gear ta their bunks an’, should they wander aboot where they’re no’ s’posed ta be, Lieutenant Commander Rrowl an’ Lieutenant Valberg’s crew’ll be keen ta set ‘em back on course.”
His gaze panned toward the looming kzinti; “Would tha’ be a proper assumption, Mester Rrowl?”
Cerberus’ TAC allowed his teeth to be bared in a frightening parody of a smile. “That would be correct, captain. We will be happy to ensure that the centurion’s crew do not become lost.”
The captain secured communications for the Romulans before turning back to Rrowl.
Mester Rrowl,” he said, turning now, and continuing out of the transporter room, “When ye’ve finished wi’ wha’ ye need ta do, I’ll see ye in me ready room.”
“Aye, sir,” Rrowl replied as the anger slowly simmered away to be replaced by watchfulness. “I will finish with Lieutenant Valberg, then join you immediately.”
Valberg directed a pair of Security officers to oversee each pair of Romulans with the cloaks, and ordered the remaining four to accompany the Centurion and her Second wherever they may head while aboard the Cerberus.
”See our company finds the comfort of walking into a wolf’s den as… authentic as possible boys.”
Twice now he had referred to Security as some sort of Lupine family, but the officers, figuring it something of his Nordic past merely snapped too and made their way.
Before long, the room was empty. “Walk with me please, lieutenant,” he addressed the new security chief.
Valberg lowered his rifle some and engaged the safety lock for the first time since removing it from the armory. “Certainly Sir,” came his usual short reply.
“Mister Valberg,” Rrowl began, “As you may have noticed, I do not trust Romulans. I detest them. I would rather remove my tail than serve alongside them.”
He paused for a moment. “But I have no choice. That does not mean I will blindly allow them to roam this ship. I want security watches at critical systems – engineering, life support, shields, weapons, the bridge – doubled at all times. It would seem that the Romulans will be required access to engineering for their cargo, but under no other circumstances are they to be granted access to any critical systems. If they make an attempt to do so, detain them immediately; kill them if necessary.”
Karl Valberg snapped to. His body rigid and strong, like a two legged wall of indomitable will as he regarded Rrowl. “Sir yes sir. We’ll keep the jackals out from the farmhouse don’t you worry. I’ll be kicking the pack into shape or they can git off and go home. I’ll have a full detail of logistics concerning Security in one hour. “
The orders continued. “Get with operations, and configure a security terminal to keep tabs on each member of the contingent at all times through their commbadges. I want to know where they are at all hours of the day and night. If one makes his dirt, I want to know it. Do you understand me?”
” Right sir, not a problem. I’ll hit Ops as soon as we’re done here. Tack it onto the report. One hour.” Karl was nodding curtly to the Kzinti, his ice blue eyes surveying the large felinoid. “Perhaps once the wheels start turning on this whole operation y’ed honor me with some time in the holodeck?. I’m afraid after I’m done with me pups their won’t be anyone left to put up much of a challenge.
Valberg gave an audible chortle before moving towards the hatch. “If that’s all Sir, I’ll be getting down to business.”
(Allowing for Rrowl’s possible response, his preference in hand-hand and close combat would be known to the LtCr.
“Very well,” Rrowl snarled. “Welcome aboard the Cerberus, lieutenant.”
With that, Rrowl left Valberg to his duty – he was more than interested to see what the captain had in mind.
Alone in the corridor, Karl brought up a onscreen directory to get him to Ops. He had a detail to get done.
Posted on 2007-12-05 at 00:40:52.
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Topic: Star Trek: Operation:Persephone - Q&A
Subject: Grab a pint...
and drink with an old timer...
Cheers and welcome to the Cerberus.
KV
Posted on 2007-12-04 at 22:04:14.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - an Adventure in Audalis
Subject: Maggots
Thondrek, still inside the tower was amazed at just how much carnage had ensued in the confined space. Hearing Geim's mentioning of burning the maggots which littered the corpses seemed like a good idea, and so everywhere Thondrek went he put the piles of squiggling critters to the torch, mindful of potential fire hazards. He took a guilty pleaseure in the curling and crisping of the maggots as he held the torch near.
Moving up a level towards the 'nest' Thondrek kept his eyes peeled for anything that may have changed, while moving towards the nest.
(Provided it's not anything apparently dangerous, he'll again ward off the maggots and such with fire while searching through it first with his guisarme as a prodding tool, then closer inspection by hand.)
Posted on 2007-12-02 at 17:19:05.
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Topic: Santa Baby...
Subject: Dear Santa..
I would like a Job Salary increase!
Maybe if u send my bosses coal they will get the picture?
Posted on 2007-11-30 at 16:24:10.
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Topic: Star Trek: Operation:Persephone - Q&A
Subject: work and ships..
will have to post for Valberg soon... Work got ahold of me.. Hopefully sometime today..
Posted on 2007-11-28 at 10:59:30.
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Topic: Star Trek: Operation:Persephone - Q&A
Subject: Well worth the wait...
I've gotta get going to work, but I'll post sometime tonight... 1-2am EST I'd reckon,, if not, on the morrow then.
Posted on 2007-11-25 at 17:37:59.
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Topic: Star Trek: Operation:Persephone - Q&A
Subject: lol
I'm the Brawny Towel man.. all big brawny and in love with flanel shirts lol
Posted on 2007-11-25 at 17:29:07.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - an Adventure in Audalis
Subject: Checking..
Thondrek took a grim look towards the tower before walking over and peering inside.. He wasn't exactly sure what to expect, but he knew, knowing Draven's handiwork, it likely wouldn't be pleasant.
Posted on 2007-11-25 at 16:39:28.
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Topic: Star Trek: Operation:Persephone - Q&A
Subject: Ginifae, I'm not Sitok...
I'm Karl Valberg, but it was nice to be mentioned  lol
Posted on 2007-11-25 at 16:17:14.
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Topic: Star Trek: Operation:Persephone - Q&A
Subject: See Eol
here I am on my day off, awaiting said lengthy post... all excited..
I'm dismayed when I'm called into work on said day off...
Then just crushed when returning home said post still isn't there...
I'll just drown my lack of ST sorrows in some Stella... Good ol Stella, you're always around when I.. Hey who drank all the Stella...
Steeellllaaaaa!!!!
(needs to find a streetcar named Desire)
Posted on 2007-11-25 at 02:27:23.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - an Adventure in Audalis
Subject: Durned fool.
Thondrek was wracking his brain about how to reenter the tower when the front door opened with a click, and out stepped draven, coated in vile gore and ichor as though he had been engulfed by some bloody gelatenous ooze.
"By the anvil, ye've looked better man!" Thondrek exclaimed as the distracted Draven passed between the startled companions.
Thondrek's fingers thumbed over another one of his precious healing potions, but instead moved to the small keg of Khordish Ale strapped securely to his side.
Hoisting the darkwood container into his hands he whistled at Draven and tossed it towards him.
"Fer washin yer insides, tho ta be sur'in I'm not sayin it'be a wastin washin yer outside either; ye reek of somethin foul and that brews got a wicked punch."
>Allowing time for reaction/ response<
"So if ye look this bad outside, what's the story inside?"
Posted on 2007-11-25 at 02:15:17.
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Topic: What Dreams Become - Q/A
Subject: I'm gonna sit and wait
new job, new hours and all, I can't dedicate the time I thought I could to another new game, so I'll creep and lurk around a bit longer.
Posted on 2007-11-24 at 19:02:03.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: Anyone have a rope,
crossbow and grappling hook???
WE're gonna need a way in... unless Alyssia has another fly spell up her sleeve...
Posted on 2007-11-22 at 22:40:10.
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Topic: Star Trek: Operation:Persephone - Q&A
Subject: Happy Gobble Gobble!!
Enjoy all the festivities!
Posted on 2007-11-22 at 17:30:19.
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Topic: The Chakran Portal - Q/A
Subject: I wonder if Draven actually 'locked' the door..
I mean bears aren't going to operate complex items like latches and locks.. if it's just closed can't we just go in the front?
I guess I'll break the door down if need be (and can be done.)... but if the magical barrier is up again, we're fubared since Loda has no more spider climb, and I can't dimension hop through the wall...
Posted on 2007-11-22 at 17:04:03.
Edited on 2007-11-22 at 17:10:13 by Kaelyn
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Topic: Star Trek: Operation:Persephone - Q&A
Subject: Charon...
Man.. Karl seems more apt to somehow be transferred once again to the Charon before this missions done lol... Hoist a flagon, for tis a fine time to feast in the halls of Valhalla!
(note not a request, but a possible rp in the future lol)
Posted on 2007-11-22 at 06:21:50.
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Topic: Star Trek: Operation:Persephone - Q&A
Subject: Arrival and time ammendments..
I tried to keep the timecode consistent with olan (Rrowls) post, that Valberg will have time to board and barel unpack before being ordered to meet the guests... So I'll await Olan's post summoning me there, and thus be there for all posts including the Romulans arriving.
Posted on 2007-11-22 at 06:13:04.
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