Ignore this
"If they so sure their okay..." Captain Higgins replied after Morgan had finnished speaking. "Tell them we can take them to the starfort. Then head back to the transports and return to the Pride."
"Ssssir! A vessel just showed out of nowhere. It's moving to engage!"
"Stay where you are for now, Morgan. I don't want the transports getting caught in the cross fire. Brings us around", this was to the flight crew, "If it's a fight they want, we'll give it to them!"
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Anna wrote:Just assume for the sake of continuity, that the Indomitable got spooked by all the unfamiliar ships jumping into the sector, and jumped to Hyperspace.
*weaves together*Mjolnir wrote:"CONTACTS" yelled the closest officer "And one of them is mechanoid and there are several other vessels around them."
"What? By the Emperor, it is a Heresy, we must engage them!" screamed the Naval Commissar.
"Ready all weapons, take us in on attack run pattern 3, do not launch fighters, we don't have enough to loose. Engage all targets at maximum range"
The fire swished through space where the Indomitable had just been. Jumping into Hyperspace was quite a useful dodging tactic, if one had enough warning to do so.
Nearby, the crystalline ship watched its ally come under fire, and depart safely. For the moment, the few shots headed its way had been incidental, dodged without the pilot being fully aware of them, as the ship danced around the broken Sword of Ragnarok, plasma on low and gravity-based "fingers" reforging it, sealing and mending the cracks.
Then the fire came for the Mu-ohki, repair ships being an obvious target in many battles - typically, they sacrificed combat capability for their precious abilities. But such was not the nature of the Mu-ohki. It spun, arcing through the shots with an agility not possessed by its larger attacker, and focused its power. A web of gravitic force began deflecting the blasts, incidentally shielding the Sword and the transports docked with it, as the Mu-ohki let loose with its plasma lances. The streams of fire bounced off the target's deflectors, which Meryl quickly noted were only present along its front. She knew she could easily close in and get around that problem, but in the many seconds that would take, the others present would inevitably react - and likely not in a coordinated fashion.
So she hung back, protecting what she had just repaired for the moment, waiting to see what would happen. Your move...
OOC: Uhm Mjolnir, I think your ship is too damn powerful.
Deforming CONTINENTS?! That's nuts. And It's width it 1-2 Km. You should know the specs.
And you hardley say anything about it's weapons. "Weapons batteries". What does THAT do? Shoot Energizers at the target?!
AND ITS HUGE. After calculations(rounding up), your ship is 3.7 miles long, 0.6-1.2 miles wide, and .5 miles in height!
By scale, my ship is smaller than the barrel of one of those particle guns.
But seriously, I think it's too strong. Captain Trek, could you put in a rule that you have to approve the ship in a post before it can RP?
Deforming CONTINENTS?! That's nuts. And It's width it 1-2 Km. You should know the specs.
And you hardley say anything about it's weapons. "Weapons batteries". What does THAT do? Shoot Energizers at the target?!
AND ITS HUGE. After calculations(rounding up), your ship is 3.7 miles long, 0.6-1.2 miles wide, and .5 miles in height!
By scale, my ship is smaller than the barrel of one of those particle guns.
But seriously, I think it's too strong. Captain Trek, could you put in a rule that you have to approve the ship in a post before it can RP?
OOC: I have to second Natch, but actually, a battery of weapons is like a battery of artillery. You have half a dozen or more of them all firing on a single target, like the Cronus' beam weapons or the tri-railgun sides of the Athena. It definitely toes the superweapon line as well as the size line (though the Asimov is pretty big too, it's fairly weak in terms of armament) in a few ways.
OOC: Also, I don't think 40k is a very good combination for this situation, seeing as they basically shoot anything that moves that isn't on their side, and are unlikely to be convinced otherwise. Ironically they make great gatecrashers and game ruiners in these scenarios - and whilst I would not jump to such conclusions, I would not rule them out entirely, either.
OOC: Also, I don't think 40k is a very good combination for this situation, seeing as they basically shoot anything that moves that isn't on their side, and are unlikely to be convinced otherwise. Ironically they make great gatecrashers and game ruiners in these scenarios - and whilst I would not jump to such conclusions, I would not rule them out entirely, either.
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OOC: I'm afraid I have to agree with Natch and Araclane on this one, Mjolnir...
Now, according to Robert anderson, photon torpedoes (such as those carried by my ship, the Adelaide) are capable of a 200 megaton detonation. This would, according to Wikipedia, be enough to cause a magnitude 7.5 earthquake... very powerful (a blast of that size would also wipe out everything on the surface in an area the size of Germany), but hardly continent rearranging...
To even liquify large tracks of land in an area the size of Alaksa (and thus cause major landslides) would take a 9.2 on the richter scale (as seen in the 1964 Anchorage earthquake), which would require a force of upwards of 20 gigatons (or 20,000 megatons). Even if we reduce that figure to the amount required for a 9.0 (5.6 gigatons), to account for the fact that the 1964 AK earthquake happened at a significant depth, that would still mean that your 'planet cracking' batteries have a low end firepower of 5,600 megatons, or 28 TIMES THE POWER OF PHOTON TORPEDOES!
And that's just a low end figure... I think we can all agree that that's ridiculous... And besides, coming into the game as a cowboy with big guns intent on destroying everyone isn't what Spacefarers is about... Combat can be part of the game (it can even be a large part of the game), but you can't tell much of a story if you can one-shot all of your fellow players, now can you?
Sorry mate, either make your ship damaged like Normandy's ship (and thus unable to fight or use its most powerful batteries), or pick something that's less powerful to begin with...
Note: The following post takes all of the posts from my last post up untill Mjolnir's post into account. Consider Mjolnir's post and Da_Higg Winged Cat's subsequent posts voided... This makes a grand total of four voided posts in this thread (the first one being Himura.Kenshin's post at the start of the thread, which broke rule #4 so badly as to render the entire post unsalvageable), which cannot be taken into account for the purposes of this partiuclar game's continuity (becuase I have ruled that, for the purposes of this game, they never took place)...
As for you Normandy, please don't violate rule #4 (I will let it slide on this occasion, though). Also, it's up to you wether you are from the future or the past, mate... It's your ship...
About rule #4 though... don't think that you can't say anything about what has happened to another person ship... rule #4 refers more to role playing other people's characters... You are pretty free to use implied events...
For example, this next post assumes that by ship is now in contact with Da_Higg's ships, even though he never spefically replied to my ship's hail in his posts... at the same time, it also assumes that commander Siege's team has been told what the ship they are on is called, even though Normandy didn't speficy that in his most recent post, either...
Again, there is a big difference between using implied events to progess the story (which is a perfectly acceptable way of doing things) and blatantly roleplaying another person's ship for them (as Himura.Kenshin tried to do in his first post)...
By the way, jsut as a suggestion, we might want to thinking about bolding our 'OOCs' and 'ICs' to make them more visible... You also might want to leave a couple of empty lines between 'OOC' and 'IC' sections
IC: On board the crippled ship, which the Adelaide's team had now learned was called the 'Sword of Ragnarok', the interal lighting was just now being restored with the help of the rescue teams. Wounded crew members were being transported aboard the Adelaide, where doctor Trilina and some of her medical staff, the rest still being aboard the Ragnarok helping with the recovery effots, were attending to the casulaties.
Eventhing seemed to be going well. None of them realised, however, that even now, they were being watched from the ventilation shafts and orther darkened areas of the ship...
Meanwhile, back on the Adelaide, everyone was startled when, almost simultaniously, the andorid ship engaged its engines and disappeared and a much larger ship, larger even than a Romulan warbird, seemed to appear out of nowhere just off of the ship's stern. A green rectangle appeared and seemed to wipe backwards, as if replicating the ship into being from tip to stern. The Adelaide found itself hog tied by its supply shuttles, taking off and landing and was unable to take evasive action untill the shuttles had cleared, meaning that the Adelaide's response time was much, much slower than Henry would have liked.
It turned out that there was no cause for alarm, however, as the ship sent out a wind-band message indicating that they apparantly had no interest in the Adelaide or any of the other nearby ships. The large vessel then began a lumbering turn towards the nebula, raising its shields as it went.
"That was weird," Dante mused aloud.
"Try to hail them," said Henry.
"Channel open, but they may not answer," warned Albert.
Indeed, Henry was almost certain that the ship, which had intentified itself as the 'Asimov', wouldn't reply, but he wanted to make his own intentions just as clear as they had made theirs.
"Science Vessel Asimov," he said in his best diplomat's voice. "This is captain Henry Baker of the Federation starship Adelaide. Our mission is also scientific in nature... Be advised that we have no intention of interfering with your ship, but any agressive actions will be responded to with force..."
He thought about taking it furhter, perhaps asking them about the nature of their mission, but they seemed to be in such a hurry that he decided against.
"You will be welcome to speak with us at any time," he added. "Perhaps once your mission is complete?"
While he was waiting for an answer, he finally got around to having some more of his coffee... it wasn't piping hot the way he liked it anymore, but he quickly drank the rest of the now merely warm beverge down, if only to avoid it becoming completely undrinkable...
Meanwhile, back on the Rangarnok, Tabatha was trying to explain to the ship's captain that she knew nothing of the Primoris Hemegony.
"I'm afraid I've never heard of such a stellar group," she was saying. "What part of the galaxy are youfrom?
OOC: Please excuse any spelling mistakes. I typed this out fairly quickly because I ws in a hurry and don't have time to spell check it right now...
it must not be something overwhelmingly powerful like a massive dreadnought
Both quoted from rule #2 in my inital post. I'd say your ship definately comes under the category of 'massive dreadnought'. I wouldn't have anything against you using a ship that big, but not if its main batteries are capable of 'deforming continents' or 'cracking a planet's surface'.I will have the final say on whether a ship is reasonable or not.
Now, according to Robert anderson, photon torpedoes (such as those carried by my ship, the Adelaide) are capable of a 200 megaton detonation. This would, according to Wikipedia, be enough to cause a magnitude 7.5 earthquake... very powerful (a blast of that size would also wipe out everything on the surface in an area the size of Germany), but hardly continent rearranging...
To even liquify large tracks of land in an area the size of Alaksa (and thus cause major landslides) would take a 9.2 on the richter scale (as seen in the 1964 Anchorage earthquake), which would require a force of upwards of 20 gigatons (or 20,000 megatons). Even if we reduce that figure to the amount required for a 9.0 (5.6 gigatons), to account for the fact that the 1964 AK earthquake happened at a significant depth, that would still mean that your 'planet cracking' batteries have a low end firepower of 5,600 megatons, or 28 TIMES THE POWER OF PHOTON TORPEDOES!
And that's just a low end figure... I think we can all agree that that's ridiculous... And besides, coming into the game as a cowboy with big guns intent on destroying everyone isn't what Spacefarers is about... Combat can be part of the game (it can even be a large part of the game), but you can't tell much of a story if you can one-shot all of your fellow players, now can you?
Sorry mate, either make your ship damaged like Normandy's ship (and thus unable to fight or use its most powerful batteries), or pick something that's less powerful to begin with...
Note: The following post takes all of the posts from my last post up untill Mjolnir's post into account. Consider Mjolnir's post and Da_Higg Winged Cat's subsequent posts voided... This makes a grand total of four voided posts in this thread (the first one being Himura.Kenshin's post at the start of the thread, which broke rule #4 so badly as to render the entire post unsalvageable), which cannot be taken into account for the purposes of this partiuclar game's continuity (becuase I have ruled that, for the purposes of this game, they never took place)...
As for you Normandy, please don't violate rule #4 (I will let it slide on this occasion, though). Also, it's up to you wether you are from the future or the past, mate... It's your ship...
About rule #4 though... don't think that you can't say anything about what has happened to another person ship... rule #4 refers more to role playing other people's characters... You are pretty free to use implied events...
For example, this next post assumes that by ship is now in contact with Da_Higg's ships, even though he never spefically replied to my ship's hail in his posts... at the same time, it also assumes that commander Siege's team has been told what the ship they are on is called, even though Normandy didn't speficy that in his most recent post, either...
Again, there is a big difference between using implied events to progess the story (which is a perfectly acceptable way of doing things) and blatantly roleplaying another person's ship for them (as Himura.Kenshin tried to do in his first post)...
By the way, jsut as a suggestion, we might want to thinking about bolding our 'OOCs' and 'ICs' to make them more visible... You also might want to leave a couple of empty lines between 'OOC' and 'IC' sections
IC: On board the crippled ship, which the Adelaide's team had now learned was called the 'Sword of Ragnarok', the interal lighting was just now being restored with the help of the rescue teams. Wounded crew members were being transported aboard the Adelaide, where doctor Trilina and some of her medical staff, the rest still being aboard the Ragnarok helping with the recovery effots, were attending to the casulaties.
Eventhing seemed to be going well. None of them realised, however, that even now, they were being watched from the ventilation shafts and orther darkened areas of the ship...
Meanwhile, back on the Adelaide, everyone was startled when, almost simultaniously, the andorid ship engaged its engines and disappeared and a much larger ship, larger even than a Romulan warbird, seemed to appear out of nowhere just off of the ship's stern. A green rectangle appeared and seemed to wipe backwards, as if replicating the ship into being from tip to stern. The Adelaide found itself hog tied by its supply shuttles, taking off and landing and was unable to take evasive action untill the shuttles had cleared, meaning that the Adelaide's response time was much, much slower than Henry would have liked.
It turned out that there was no cause for alarm, however, as the ship sent out a wind-band message indicating that they apparantly had no interest in the Adelaide or any of the other nearby ships. The large vessel then began a lumbering turn towards the nebula, raising its shields as it went.
"That was weird," Dante mused aloud.
"Try to hail them," said Henry.
"Channel open, but they may not answer," warned Albert.
Indeed, Henry was almost certain that the ship, which had intentified itself as the 'Asimov', wouldn't reply, but he wanted to make his own intentions just as clear as they had made theirs.
"Science Vessel Asimov," he said in his best diplomat's voice. "This is captain Henry Baker of the Federation starship Adelaide. Our mission is also scientific in nature... Be advised that we have no intention of interfering with your ship, but any agressive actions will be responded to with force..."
He thought about taking it furhter, perhaps asking them about the nature of their mission, but they seemed to be in such a hurry that he decided against.
"You will be welcome to speak with us at any time," he added. "Perhaps once your mission is complete?"
While he was waiting for an answer, he finally got around to having some more of his coffee... it wasn't piping hot the way he liked it anymore, but he quickly drank the rest of the now merely warm beverge down, if only to avoid it becoming completely undrinkable...
Meanwhile, back on the Rangarnok, Tabatha was trying to explain to the ship's captain that she knew nothing of the Primoris Hemegony.
"I'm afraid I've never heard of such a stellar group," she was saying. "What part of the galaxy are youfrom?
OOC: Please excuse any spelling mistakes. I typed this out fairly quickly because I ws in a hurry and don't have time to spell check it right now...
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...his ship sounds kinda like red dwarf judging by the size of things. and.. emchanoid? thats from red dwarf too.
I'm gonna try a post. Its been a LOooOOOOONG time since I've done one of these, and I fear my ship may not fit all that well with everything else
"Gah!" cried Smith is annoyance. The ships computer had once again gone offline. "BPC, go fetch that EGH!"
At the sound of the large man's voice, the small lptop-sized robot came floating onto the bridge humming a strange tune as it came.
"I'm sorry, did you say something, Mr. Smith?" asked BPC.
Several bumps and scrapes could be heard as Zepfram Smith wormed his way out from underneath the main control console. "Yes, I need that geek hologram guy to go get the computer core going again so I continue fixing this link-up."
"Oh, ok... btw, he's not 'hologram geek thingy', he is called 'EGH'. Please try to remember.
"Meh, whatever."
BPC disappeared and then reappeared almost as soon. "Expect the system to be functional in the next 1.6 seconds." it announced. The computer whirred back to life.
Zefram chuckled softly. "What would we do without i- him."
"Oh, probably be destroyed and looted by the first vessel we encountered, due to shield and weapons loss from a faulty computer."
Zefram sighed. "Somehow, you've managed to remove all my god feelings on this subject."
"I try sir. I try."
I won't be able to do any drawn-out posts until I actually get in on the story somehow
I'm gonna try a post. Its been a LOooOOOOONG time since I've done one of these, and I fear my ship may not fit all that well with everything else
"Gah!" cried Smith is annoyance. The ships computer had once again gone offline. "BPC, go fetch that EGH!"
At the sound of the large man's voice, the small lptop-sized robot came floating onto the bridge humming a strange tune as it came.
"I'm sorry, did you say something, Mr. Smith?" asked BPC.
Several bumps and scrapes could be heard as Zepfram Smith wormed his way out from underneath the main control console. "Yes, I need that geek hologram guy to go get the computer core going again so I continue fixing this link-up."
"Oh, ok... btw, he's not 'hologram geek thingy', he is called 'EGH'. Please try to remember.
"Meh, whatever."
BPC disappeared and then reappeared almost as soon. "Expect the system to be functional in the next 1.6 seconds." it announced. The computer whirred back to life.
Zefram chuckled softly. "What would we do without i- him."
"Oh, probably be destroyed and looted by the first vessel we encountered, due to shield and weapons loss from a faulty computer."
Zefram sighed. "Somehow, you've managed to remove all my god feelings on this subject."
"I try sir. I try."
I won't be able to do any drawn-out posts until I actually get in on the story somehow
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The Asimov slowly cruised toward the nebula, all systems coming online as it warmed up it's sensors, preparing to take the first of the scans it needed for a detailed analysis of the nebula.
Captain Baker was greeted by the imposing face of the chief of security - not a person per se, but a massive black warmech, at least ten foot tall going by the other personnel - the photorecptors glowing a soft red. The 'mech's voice sounded suitably imposing, a deep and clear tone.
"Your co-operation has been noted, Captain Baker. I am MHD-072947c, Chief of Security for the DSSV Asimov."
Suddenly, MHD was interrupted by Doctor Michaels.
"MHD, will you stop scaring the nice man? I'm sure the last thing he needs to see is you glaring at him."
"Aww c'mon, Doc!"
"No!"
"Spoilsport." The 'mech chuckled, stomping off into the ship and Michaels rolled his eyes in response.
"My apologies, Captain, MHD may look menacing, but he has a mechanical heart of gold, or so RVC tries to convince us. I am Doctor Frederick Michaels, closest thing there is to Communications Officer on this ship and Senior Quantum Physicist." he added proudly. "We only need to take a few high-detail scans of the nebula before moving on. If I may enquire, what on Earth is going on here? Our probes showed this area as clear only a few hours ago."
Captain Baker was greeted by the imposing face of the chief of security - not a person per se, but a massive black warmech, at least ten foot tall going by the other personnel - the photorecptors glowing a soft red. The 'mech's voice sounded suitably imposing, a deep and clear tone.
"Your co-operation has been noted, Captain Baker. I am MHD-072947c, Chief of Security for the DSSV Asimov."
Suddenly, MHD was interrupted by Doctor Michaels.
"MHD, will you stop scaring the nice man? I'm sure the last thing he needs to see is you glaring at him."
"Aww c'mon, Doc!"
"No!"
"Spoilsport." The 'mech chuckled, stomping off into the ship and Michaels rolled his eyes in response.
"My apologies, Captain, MHD may look menacing, but he has a mechanical heart of gold, or so RVC tries to convince us. I am Doctor Frederick Michaels, closest thing there is to Communications Officer on this ship and Senior Quantum Physicist." he added proudly. "We only need to take a few high-detail scans of the nebula before moving on. If I may enquire, what on Earth is going on here? Our probes showed this area as clear only a few hours ago."
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Less than half-a-second after jumping to Hyperspace, the Indomitable burst back into real-space in a brilliant flash of blue light, approximately twenty light-seconds away from their previous position. Captain Elonius scowled and raised a single hand to lift him up from his seat, his thick and sturdy cybernetic body rippling with physical power.
"Advocant!" he exclaimed, "Lock sensors back on our previous position. Full active scanner sweep. I don't want any more surprises. Give me a full read-out of every ship in that sector."
"Yes, sir," The android replied, his polite tone no longer edged with the cheerfulness it had before.
"Ensign Latech, use a subspace communications protocol to send the human ship the details of our creation and our mission," he added.
"Affirmative, Captain. I'm sending the data now."
The data was compiled and sent to the Federation ship, the information making the trip of several light-seconds in less than the blink of an eye. Within was contained the infortmation of thier origins. The androids aboard the Indomitable had been created by humans. The humans in question were among early space-flights, their ship equiped with the most primitive Warp engine, barely capable of reaching Warp 2. However, these humans encountered an anomaly that sent them several thousand light-years off course.
It was an early colony ship, and with no way of getting home, they had settled a nearby M-class planet and had begun a new society. The planet was rich in resources, and the settlers had some of the greatest of humanities scientific minds among them. The planet was a veritable utopia, with the AI's that were constructed being given the same rights as their human creators.
It ended a century ago, when over-night, every single human on the planet disappeared without a trace. The cybernetics were left alone. A group of them constructed the Indomitable, and the greatest and wisest of all their AI was implanted in the ship as its main computer. Now, they were searching for Earth, to establish contact with humanity once again.
"They've recieved the data stream, sir." The Ensign stated simply, looking more than a little nervous. The androids had been attacked by unfamiliar vessels many times in their long journey, and were uncomfortable with the idea of being so close to so many unfamiliar ships.
Commander Aritek frowned, "Captain, I suggest we deploy our defensive drones, in case one of those ships decides to follow us."
"Agreed," Elonius replied sourly, "I trust the human captain, but with so many other potentially hostile ships, I would rather keep my distance and raise our defenses, than risk it."
OOC: EDIT: Removed bolded text on the IC stuff. It was an eyesore.
Actually, it's from Warhammer 40,000. 'Mechanoid' is a catch-all for anything robotic (ie. the Indomitable, which is basically just a giant flying robot). It certainly didn't originate with Red Dwarf. Ships in WH40k are capable of glassing whole planets in very short time, and as Trek said, they are far too powerful to be included in this. They'd need to be toned down quite a bit.Boba Fetuccini wrote:...his ship sounds kinda like red dwarf judging by the size of things. and.. emchanoid? thats from red dwarf too.
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Less than half-a-second after jumping to Hyperspace, the Indomitable burst back into real-space in a brilliant flash of blue light, approximately twenty light-seconds away from their previous position. Captain Elonius scowled and raised a single hand to lift him up from his seat, his thick and sturdy cybernetic body rippling with physical power.
"Advocant!" he exclaimed, "Lock sensors back on our previous position. Full active scanner sweep. I don't want any more surprises. Give me a full read-out of every ship in that sector."
"Yes, sir," The android replied, his polite tone no longer edged with the cheerfulness it had before.
"Ensign Latech, use a subspace communications protocol to send the human ship the details of our creation and our mission," he added.
"Affirmative, Captain. I'm sending the data now."
The data was compiled and sent to the Federation ship, the information making the trip of several light-seconds in less than the blink of an eye. Within was contained the infortmation of thier origins. The androids aboard the Indomitable had been created by humans. The humans in question were among early space-flights, their ship equiped with the most primitive Warp engine, barely capable of reaching Warp 2. However, these humans encountered an anomaly that sent them several thousand light-years off course.
It was an early colony ship, and with no way of getting home, they had settled a nearby M-class planet and had begun a new society. The planet was rich in resources, and the settlers had some of the greatest of humanities scientific minds among them. The planet was a veritable utopia, with the AI's that were constructed being given the same rights as their human creators.
It ended a century ago, when over-night, every single human on the planet disappeared without a trace. The cybernetics were left alone. A group of them constructed the Indomitable, and the greatest and wisest of all their AI was implanted in the ship as its main computer. Now, they were searching for Earth, to establish contact with humanity once again.
"They've recieved the data stream, sir." The Ensign stated simply, looking more than a little nervous. The androids had been attacked by unfamiliar vessels many times in their long journey, and were uncomfortable with the idea of being so close to so many unfamiliar ships.
Commander Aritek frowned, "Captain, I suggest we deploy our defensive drones, in case one of those ships decides to follow us."
"Agreed," Elonius replied sourly, "I trust the human captain, but with so many other potentially hostile ships, I would rather keep my distance and raise our defenses, than risk it."
OOC: EDIT: Removed bolded text on the IC stuff. It was an eyesore.
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OOC: Regarding bolding, whilst I have nothing against you guys bolding the entire 'IC' sections of your posts, I actually meant that you jsut bold the 'IC' itself and leave a space, as I am doing... The bolded paragraphs are a little heavy on the eyes...
IC: "Well," Henry began, a slight cheerfulness creeping into his voice due to the humorus exchange between the doctor and the robotic security cheif. "We too were running scans in this area of space when we made contact with another vessel that left this area just before you arrived. The damaged vessel you see here appeared out of a spacail anomaly that has now collapsed, and as for the other two ships, well, according to them they just happened to be in the area and decided to assist the disabled ship, as we are also doing..."
As Henry spoke, he hadn't failed to notice that doctor Michaels had used the classic 'what on Earth?', as if he were from that very planet. This made Henry even more curious than he had been with the robotic captain, as the ship's libary computer did not contain a record of anything like this design, let alone a 'DSSV Asimov'.
"On a different note," he continued. "You mentioned the planet Earth just a moment ago. I msyelf am from Earth, sir and frankly, I've never heard of anything even remotely resembling your ship, and our library computers contain no record of your vessel either. Might I ask how you know of the planet?"
"Incoming data stream, sir," Albert cut in. "It's from the ship that just left... I'll feed the data into the computer for later analysis."
"Very well," Henry nodded, before turning back to the doctor. "Again, doctor, I ask, how do you know of the planet Earth?"
IC: "Well," Henry began, a slight cheerfulness creeping into his voice due to the humorus exchange between the doctor and the robotic security cheif. "We too were running scans in this area of space when we made contact with another vessel that left this area just before you arrived. The damaged vessel you see here appeared out of a spacail anomaly that has now collapsed, and as for the other two ships, well, according to them they just happened to be in the area and decided to assist the disabled ship, as we are also doing..."
As Henry spoke, he hadn't failed to notice that doctor Michaels had used the classic 'what on Earth?', as if he were from that very planet. This made Henry even more curious than he had been with the robotic captain, as the ship's libary computer did not contain a record of anything like this design, let alone a 'DSSV Asimov'.
"On a different note," he continued. "You mentioned the planet Earth just a moment ago. I msyelf am from Earth, sir and frankly, I've never heard of anything even remotely resembling your ship, and our library computers contain no record of your vessel either. Might I ask how you know of the planet?"
"Incoming data stream, sir," Albert cut in. "It's from the ship that just left... I'll feed the data into the computer for later analysis."
"Very well," Henry nodded, before turning back to the doctor. "Again, doctor, I ask, how do you know of the planet Earth?"
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Winged Cat
- Lieutenant
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OOC:
IC:
Meryl noticed the Indomitable's jump away with concern. Fleeing just because a lot of ships were appearing? That was not standard practice, unless...hmm, and the configuration did seem a little primitive, and that flash was no space fold...maybe that was not a ship of her Navy after all?
In that case, she was on her own. First contact time after all - but the rulebook was already out the window. Fortunately, organics were better at adapting to the situation...
"You might want to recheck your probes. I've been here for a few hours." And hid from the probes, she did not say, though the slight smile on Meryl's face carried in her voice.
"Aside from myself and the robotic ship, ships began showing up within the past ten minutes. I have detected unique quantum fluctuations associated with most of these transits - everyone seems to be arriving using a different method of propulsion. If you're a dedicated science vessel, your ship may be better equipped to analyze these than I am."
Not that my Mu-ohki is entirely hopeless in that department, Meryl mused to herself, although I'll probably far more recording the data on all these engine types and selling it than trying to reconstruct the engines myself.
With that, the crystalline ship - having finished patching the Sword of Ragnarok using gravitics and some low-powered plasma welding - moved on to flit around the other newcomers, scanning each and every one in turn, starting with the Asimov.
Aww...oh, well.Captain Trek wrote:Consider Mjolnir's post and Da_Higg Winged Cat's subsequent posts voided...
IC:
Meryl noticed the Indomitable's jump away with concern. Fleeing just because a lot of ships were appearing? That was not standard practice, unless...hmm, and the configuration did seem a little primitive, and that flash was no space fold...maybe that was not a ship of her Navy after all?
In that case, she was on her own. First contact time after all - but the rulebook was already out the window. Fortunately, organics were better at adapting to the situation...
An audio signal broke in on the conversation, coming from the unidentified crystal ship.Arcalane wrote:"My apologies, Captain, MHD may look menacing, but he has a mechanical heart of gold, or so RVC tries to convince us. I am Doctor Frederick Michaels, closest thing there is to Communications Officer on this ship and Senior Quantum Physicist." he added proudly. "We only need to take a few high-detail scans of the nebula before moving on. If I may enquire, what on Earth is going on here? Our probes showed this area as clear only a few hours ago."
"You might want to recheck your probes. I've been here for a few hours." And hid from the probes, she did not say, though the slight smile on Meryl's face carried in her voice.
"Aside from myself and the robotic ship, ships began showing up within the past ten minutes. I have detected unique quantum fluctuations associated with most of these transits - everyone seems to be arriving using a different method of propulsion. If you're a dedicated science vessel, your ship may be better equipped to analyze these than I am."
Not that my Mu-ohki is entirely hopeless in that department, Meryl mused to herself, although I'll probably far more recording the data on all these engine types and selling it than trying to reconstruct the engines myself.
With that, the crystalline ship - having finished patching the Sword of Ragnarok using gravitics and some low-powered plasma welding - moved on to flit around the other newcomers, scanning each and every one in turn, starting with the Asimov.
Again did an audio answer come from the Mu-ohki, as it began its scans in detail. "Perhaps today is a day for the dispersed children of Earth to find each other - and you, the children who remained on Earth. My kind hail from there as well - many generations ago. We know we were not the only ones to flee."Captain Trek wrote:"On a different note," he continued. "You mentioned the planet Earth just a moment ago. I msyelf am from Earth, sir and frankly, I've never heard of anything even remotely resembling your ship, and our library computers contain no record of your vessel either. Might I ask how you know of the planet?"
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Da_Higg
- Captain
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- Location: Beyond the comprehensions of space and time
OOCIC oh well. I guess I can salvage some of my post. BTW for the record what does IC and OOC mean?
IC
"If they so sure their okay..." Captain Higgins replied after Morgan had finished speaking. "Tell them we can take them to the nearest space station. Then head back to the transports and return to the Pride."
"Your orders ssssir?"
"Tell the Captain O'shay that he is to escort the Sword of Ragnarok to the Sirius Minnor space station. They can get directions from there."
"Captain, I've just checked the archives. The Hemegony movement died out nearly five hundred years ago when one of their most powerful starships vanished completely!"
IC
"If they so sure their okay..." Captain Higgins replied after Morgan had finished speaking. "Tell them we can take them to the nearest space station. Then head back to the transports and return to the Pride."
"Your orders ssssir?"
"Tell the Captain O'shay that he is to escort the Sword of Ragnarok to the Sirius Minnor space station. They can get directions from there."
"Captain, I've just checked the archives. The Hemegony movement died out nearly five hundred years ago when one of their most powerful starships vanished completely!"
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Look Up
upon reading this:
50% of people will have scrolled up
25% will have looked at their ceiling
The last 25% can now feel smug because everyone else has taken orders from a little sig box.
upon reading this:
50% of people will have scrolled up
25% will have looked at their ceiling
The last 25% can now feel smug because everyone else has taken orders from a little sig box.
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Aralonia
- Butt Admiral
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- Joined: Sun Oct 14, 2007 1:27 am
- Location: New Saris, Northern Aralonia
- Contact:
Space. Cold, dark, unforgiving.
And yet, people persist on moving towards it, for better or for worse. In an attempt at what? Conquering the dark?
No. Such a feat is impossible. Conquering the infinite is impossible.
And yet, people persist.
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[Approximately two lightseconds away from the group of ships]
A characteristic blue line radiated out from two sides of a point, stopping and expanding into a rectangle. A ship blasted out of this rectangle with barely enough room on all sides, sleek and unassuming, yet bristling with weaponry. Its engines went quiet immediately after exiting and coasted to a stop.
“Recording begin. This is ARN Stellar Ranger, captain Haru Elson of 15th Expeditionary Detachment, 3rd Grand Fleet. Current status: moving quietly towards Spatial Anomaly 3044 in this region of the galaxy. Purpose of the mission – examine the cause of the hyperspace disturbance across wide area, impeding further scouting expeditions into the core of the galaxy.”
“Conn, sensors, we have something. Do you read”
“Sensors, conn, aye, we read you. Status?”
“Ma'am, we have signs showing up on the passive towed array of craft in the near area. They don't look like any of ours, they appear to be scientific vessels investigating the same anomaly. They're too far away to have their weapons scanned, if any, though. Relations unknown.”
Elson's mouth changed from a grim smile to a thin line. “Very well. Make sure we're undetected. If necessary, start blasting the countermeasures. Forward weapons, conn, are the specials in primary tubes three, four, and five ready?” Specials, of course, being torpedo-shaped long distance wire-guided sensor pods, packed to the brim with equipment and linked to the main ship with thousands of kilometers worth of fiber-optic cable. They had, however, the unfortunate side effect of looking much like torpedoes.
“Conn, fore weapons, the specials are ready to fire on your mark.”
“Fore weapons, conn, you have permission to fire in ten seconds. Those three, and make sure you leave wires attached.”
“Conn, fore weapons, firing in three, two, one--” The weapons operator at the fore of the ship turned a key as three outer torpedo tubes on the ship opened and deposited one torpedo-shaped device each into the inky black void, streaking in random directions – one, of course, directly at the parked research vessels.
And yet, people persist on moving towards it, for better or for worse. In an attempt at what? Conquering the dark?
No. Such a feat is impossible. Conquering the infinite is impossible.
And yet, people persist.
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[Approximately two lightseconds away from the group of ships]
A characteristic blue line radiated out from two sides of a point, stopping and expanding into a rectangle. A ship blasted out of this rectangle with barely enough room on all sides, sleek and unassuming, yet bristling with weaponry. Its engines went quiet immediately after exiting and coasted to a stop.
“Recording begin. This is ARN Stellar Ranger, captain Haru Elson of 15th Expeditionary Detachment, 3rd Grand Fleet. Current status: moving quietly towards Spatial Anomaly 3044 in this region of the galaxy. Purpose of the mission – examine the cause of the hyperspace disturbance across wide area, impeding further scouting expeditions into the core of the galaxy.”
“Conn, sensors, we have something. Do you read”
“Sensors, conn, aye, we read you. Status?”
“Ma'am, we have signs showing up on the passive towed array of craft in the near area. They don't look like any of ours, they appear to be scientific vessels investigating the same anomaly. They're too far away to have their weapons scanned, if any, though. Relations unknown.”
Elson's mouth changed from a grim smile to a thin line. “Very well. Make sure we're undetected. If necessary, start blasting the countermeasures. Forward weapons, conn, are the specials in primary tubes three, four, and five ready?” Specials, of course, being torpedo-shaped long distance wire-guided sensor pods, packed to the brim with equipment and linked to the main ship with thousands of kilometers worth of fiber-optic cable. They had, however, the unfortunate side effect of looking much like torpedoes.
“Conn, fore weapons, the specials are ready to fire on your mark.”
“Fore weapons, conn, you have permission to fire in ten seconds. Those three, and make sure you leave wires attached.”
“Conn, fore weapons, firing in three, two, one--” The weapons operator at the fore of the ship turned a key as three outer torpedo tubes on the ship opened and deposited one torpedo-shaped device each into the inky black void, streaking in random directions – one, of course, directly at the parked research vessels.
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Captain Trek
- Commodore
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OOC:
Da-Higg: 'OOC' and 'IC' mean 'out of context' (or 'out of character', if you prefer) and 'in context' (or 'in character', if you prefer). I mentioned this in my inital post... Perhaps you should have ready it more thoroughly...
Boba and Aralonia: We needs stats and pictures of your ships...
I think I'll wait for a couple more posts before making my next one...
Da-Higg: 'OOC' and 'IC' mean 'out of context' (or 'out of character', if you prefer) and 'in context' (or 'in character', if you prefer). I mentioned this in my inital post... Perhaps you should have ready it more thoroughly...
Boba and Aralonia: We needs stats and pictures of your ships...
I think I'll wait for a couple more posts before making my next one...
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