[Graduating Class of 238910.29]

Most excellent! welcome

[September / October 2012 Writing Challenge]

topics,..

Romantic premonitions?

How does love change us?

or how about a Helen of Troy-ish thing?

a Civilization in love with,.. itself,? and is looking at itself for answers.

or a glass slipper event like?

isn't it a mad romantic who is obsessed with a long lost love.(if I do enter, I will most likely have this as my topic of choice.)

[Graduating Class of 238909.24]

Welcome to the community Aribelle.. soon enough you will graduate too

[Graduating Class of 238909.24]

thanks for the welcome and welcome back

I hope this sim character situations is more simmable and that I have the time to make it happen I think I will ;0

[Star Trek: Online]

I am thinking it would be possible to design starbase 118 into the STO,.? As a spot for people from here to gather?

I Know we can do that as a user scenario in a part of the game but the details would be difficult. It would be almost like reverse engineering going on.

[Star Trek: Online]

my avatar is from sto but my computer is being rebuilt (again) and only have this work computer to surf with now but my handle is piqui.jetseen.., still it has been since feb or jan,,, I think I played one week when it went free but have not played sense :I.... We should design some scenario's from our sims to create new content.

[Star Trek Infinite Space]

and then there is the eve's solid power structures (so they say) i have only done the fourteen day free demo that was not interesting unless I was to spend massive amounts of time sorting thru the power control.. systems as it is each system is a power of its own if I saw the game correctly but it is just fly kill action buy sell control move power from here to there.

I am hoping that the Infinite Space trek freebie does better then BG: I am sure it will, but then the competition with eve and sto will have to happen somehow and i know governing power structures and levels and ranks are not anything 'new' I think we can create a starbase 118 within the infinite space scenario to reenact different story and plot lines that we think up? don't forget that the old-republic is almost a hidden section to the science fictional MMORPG that has ,,, NO POTENTIAL - other then wasting our trek time in mindlessness and/or deprogramming our star trek future concepts and dating them into the dark ages like what almost happened in the foundation trilogy plus++with a kind of three way parallel in Dune

[What if Gene Roddenberry was still alive?]

I know I try to interweave drama in my sims for excitement..

like my holographic Engineer has an evil double that is so far only in the wiki but we will see at some

to be totally engaged in the creation of "good" plot motifs then what happens to the character development?

I would say that Gene could pull off the positive plot ideas but I don't know anyone to fill those shoes.

[What if Gene Roddenberry was still alive?]

What if Gene Roddenberry was still alive.

What would we have different at sb118, in your opinion?

There are a lot of people here who play a serous sim game so if we could reprogram a computer to come up with the new ideas for star trek what would they be?

If, for example, rather then logic switches there were direct protégées of Gene could we unite in the star trek camaraderie? how would this change the shape of the vision for the future?

But. can there ever be pure and simple growth into the future of star trek?

[Graduating Class of 238802.21]

Thanks so much for the welcome

I look forward to chatting in the chat room..

[[2008: SEP-OCT] Writing Challenge Discussion]

closer to =>> back on track today // yesterday was like lots of pain., really, they took my tooth ouch., and then just gave me advil for the take home pain killer but its ok because I feel good now the constant tooth ache is gone.

Back to topic I think it is the end of oct. for the dead line.,

btw Off topic there is the .,

http://www.nanowrimo.org/

The national novel writing month next month link and the goal is 50,000 words in 30 days now that is a speed writing show there.,,

[[2008: SEP-OCT] Writing Challenge Discussion]

Depends what sort of references... If it's saying that "this happened on Romulus a few years ago" then I'd have thought it should be fine. If it's "I was on Cpt Rikers security detail that fought Remans on the Enterprise"... then it's questionable.

but I was there and we won too.,,(well sorta) and Captain Riker said I did good. on the other side.., I am thinking that saying that something like Salak was seeking infiniti would be a little bit of power simming right. but then the more inventive the better just leave the uninvented uninvented if that makes sense?

I could write this Challenge tonight and just might.

was I on the wrong page again damit jim try to keep up.,,

on second thought at this rate I best not enter anything till I sleep again.,, so I might make it before the dead line., but it will be close.,

[[2008: SEP-OCT] Writing Challenge Discussion]

Aqua112 is a really excellent skin that shows the yellows quite well.,

*puts the "Wink of an Eye" chemical mixture into a replicators gel pack for safe keeping*

I have like three paragraphs done at this point but I bet I am jumping the gun somehow.,

[Graduating Class of 238509.22]

Welcome to Starbase 118 and the ships in her fleet:

1: At ease.

2: Make yourselves at home.

3: Post at your leisure.

[[Round 11] LtCmd Arista Devar & Lt Jg Nick Johnson]

((Sickbay))

::After a few hours of restless sleep, Arista decided to not waste

anymore time and wanted to put it where it would count: Sickbay.

Now, she felt a little out of place and sick to the stomach and it

wasn't the work. It took her a moment to regain her composure,

bracing herself against a biobed. The blonde tried to rub a

developing migraine out by using an old Betazoid technique.

Something was off, though, and she couldn't tell what. She could feel

it in her bones, though.::

::The doors slid open to reveal a new face.::

Johnson: Lt Cmdr Devar. I wondered if you could help me.

::She was taken aback for a second before smiling a little.::

Devar: Do… I know you?

::Her dark eyes narrowed as he looked at her skeptically. She

followed him over to an empty biobed.::

Johnson: It's Lt Jg Johnson. We were talking in the Mess Hall not

more than an hour ago

Devar: Are you sure?

::She raised an eyebrow and pulled out a medical tricorder.::

Johnson: Well it has been a strange day. I just feel very dizzy and

light headed. Almost disorientated.

Devar: Well…

::She waved the medical tricorder over him, examining the readings

closely. Interesting.::

Devar: Your benzodiazepine and serotonin levels are abnormally high.

Do you mind sitting for a second, I'll be right back.

Johnson: Um... Sure.

::Nodding politely to him, the Betazoid woman moved into the room

located in the right…::

~~~~~~

::After her conversation with Johnson in the Mess Hall, Arista

decided to head to Sickbay. For a moment, she felt out of place, but

shrugged the feeling off. This reality always did feel off center to

her body's quantum signature. As she entered the bay, she was shocked

to Lieutenant JG Johnson was already there, sitting on a biobed.::

::Tilting her head to the side, Arista entered slowly with her arms

suspended in mid-air, suspicion filling her face.::

Devar: Lieutenant… you're in sickbay? That was fast!

Johnson: Um yeah. Do you have a twin aboard?

Devar: Not that I know of. Why… what's going on here?

::Arista looked around the bay, feeling a little odd. It was like she

was walking in a dream.::

Johnson: A few moments ago I came in here and you didn't recognize me

then I watched you go through that door

::Arista's eyes followed to the direction his finger pointed. It was

the inventory room. She sidestepped slowly and walked over, peering

inside. Nobody was in there.::

Devar: Umm, okay.

::The ship began to shake a bit as the blonde reached for a tricorder

and immediately ran it over Nick. Pulling the readings closer to her

face, her free hand reached to her chin. Her eyes sparkled as she

thought.::

Johnson: You're going to tell me that my benzodiazepine and serotonin

levels are abnormally high

::Arista's mouth hung open for a second.::

Devar: How did you know that?

Johnson: That's what you told me before you walked through that door.

::She was thinking about scanning herself too when… that door opened.

Arista's eyes grew wide as she saw a vision of herself walk through.

Karawati! But she had checked that room and no one was in there just

a few seconds before! Her twin approached the pair before vanishing

into thin air. Arista took a few seconds to process what just

happened before glancing at Johnson, unsure what to say.::

Johnson: Something isn't right

Devar: Obviously.

::Shaking her head, Arista looked around and noticed that the bay was

missing several of its personnel. Thoughts soared back to the broken

shuttle that brought her from the Mirror Universe to this world of

Starfleet. She knew they were on their way to Risa, so what would

cause the ship to shake like this? And, why were Nick and she

experiencing the same hallucinations? Her intuition told her to look

deeper.::

Devar: =/\= Commmmmmmmmmmander Devar to Captain Taboo. =/\=

::It bleeped, but the connection failed to carry through. Arista cast

a glance towards Nick as she anchored herself onto her knees on the

floor. She remained calm as she attempted to contact Captain Taboo

once more.::

Devar: =/\= Commander Devar to Captain Taboo. =/\=

::Nothing. Another shake. She extended her arm out, touching the base

of the biobed.::

Johnson: Maybe the comm system is down.

Devar: Computer, where is Captain Taboo located?

::No response.::

Devar: Computer, where is Commander MacGowan located?

::No response.::

Devar: Ahem. COMPUTER. Where is Commander Arista Devar located?!?

::No response.::

Devar: Well that's always a good signnnnnn….

::The ship shuttered again and Arista huffed, rolling her eyes.::

Devar: You up for a walk, Lieutenant?

Johnson: It beats risking a conversation with ourselves I’m not the most interesting guy at a party.

::Johnson smiled trying to make light of the unusual situation::

Devar: I'm not much on seeing myself again! Never was a narcissist.

The computer is not responsive and internal communications seems to

be shot. With this shakkkkinggggg….

::She paused, rode out the vibrations of the ship, and continued with

a smooth voice.::

Devar: …we need to find a safe way to the bridge, locate the Alpha

crew. Find out what's going on. Unless, of course, you have a better

idea?

::She smiled towards him.::

Johnson: No I was thinking the same thing. If the comm system is out though we should assign some of the crew to act as messengers on our way. We may need to establish a manual method for passing orders.

:: . Time seemed to slow to a stand still. A flash of light illuminated the room followed by what looked like flames frozen in time. Johnson’s vision became blotted and faded as his visual senses became overloaded with the brightness of the illumination. His skin became warm as a wave of heat bagan to pass over him. It wasn’t an uncomfortable heat almost like the sensation of a warm shower. His head started to swim as a bout of nausea crept up from his stomach::

::Suddenly, a flash of light blinded the senses around them. A wave

of heat enveloped around the ship, sending time back and correcting

it to its right place…::

~~~~~

((Mess Hall))

Devar: We might be able to squeeze you in Sickbay earlier, too, if

you want to get the whole physical assessment experience over with.

Just give us a call and we can set it up. It'll take about a half

hour, so make sure if you decide to come a little early that you

allot enough time. You're Tactical, right?

Johnson: Yes Ma'am. Thank you I guess the sooner I get my medical

over with the better.

Devar: Have you met Lieutenant Commander Dar yet?

Johnson: No not yet I'm hoping to meet her soon though I have left a

message for her letting her know I'm aboard

Devar: I'm sure she'll go over everything with you once you meet up

with her.

::Arista smiled warmly.::

Johnson: I suspect there may be a lot to go over this is the intrepid

class I have served on and I'm sure every engineer has their own set

of `tweaks' to make it uniquely different

Devar: No doubt. Take care!

Johnson: Yes thank you. You too

::Waving back at him, the woman deposited her empty mug into the

recycler and headed out towards sickbay. On the way to the

turbolift, a weird sensation of déjà vu overcame the attractive

woman. She shrugged. Her whole life was one weird déjà vu sensation.

How else would living out of your reality make you feel, she thought

with a laugh.::

::She paused and took a few steps back to the Mess Hall and called

out to Johnson.::

Devar: I was thinking. I might actually have an opening now for that

physical, if you want to skip the whole calling in later and setting

up for an earlier time scenario?

::Johnson smiled. He hated sickbay he always felt like a lab experiment. But he knew he couldn't put this off and the sooner he got his physical done the sooner he could report for active duty::

JOHNSON: Sure the sooner I get my physical done the better.

DEVAR: I could walk you down, if you like?

::Johnson laughed::

JOHNSON: Are you just making sure I don't get away ? Is there something in my file about a phobia of sickbay ?

::He smiled as she almost looked hurt before a smile broke across her face again::

LtCmd Arista Devar

ACMO, USS Eagle

&

Lt Jg Nick Johnson

Tactical Officer

USS EAGLE

[[2008: MAY-JUN] Sky/Paradise Portal Outlet]

For sure there would be subatomic ion storms and the nanite flea bugs that could crack any nanobot into its nuts and bolts but where was the forgiving universe so dramatically explained on the ride over from the SkyParadise's sub-dimensional portal parallels? They had mapped the progress of the drones advancing through the galaxies and choose a time to travel to that forgiving universe in the federations space-time in order to escape with what was left.

With in the SkyParadise Portal Outlet Captain Sunova Sagis set the field sensors on shield mode for the breakthrough into the universe. As they were coming from way far out and so beyond any describable limited plane. The captain eyed a little know galaxy they say was called the Milky Way. As Sunovae Sagi taught his son how navipoints operated he was likewise taught by his father back to times so simple that they need only blank-eye the spot to get there.

Sunove spoke to her father. "Dahd why that universe? You know we never became lost in the greater mapped galactical systems structured and developed by the drones?"

Sunova Sagis sighed knowing that the drones had begun the war with all living matter throughout the entire clusters of multiverses. Speaking an thinking had become forbidden about the war so Sunove and the children would live at peace. Sunova Sagis was a proud Sagi and explained to his daughter, "It was said long ago, that there is a treasure buried deep inside that universe within a federation galaxy."

Sunove bursting with expression, "Dahd! What is the treasure. Do you know where it is? I must have it!"

Sunova Sagus gave her the same explanation given him so long ago. "It is not a treasure you can hold, dearest, but some other kind of treasure only we Sagis know of."

Sunove reviling with excitement engaged her father again with a most proper tone and proudly proclaimed, "I am Sagis yet I know of no treasure and most definitely not in that tiny speck of galaxies you have set the navipoints at in a spot-eye."

Sunova Sagus motivated with the enthusiasm that bubbled over from his daughter continued, "That, my dear, is why we are going there."

Sunove knew of no treasure what it was would be the surprise. She smiled cheek to cheek.

Sunova blinked twice and blank-eyed the galaxy groups in the area around the milky way cluster. Adjusting and descending into the navipoint, the ship dissolved and wrinkled the universes space/time curves into itself and opened again at the edge of the milky way. The ships neutron to neutron hull, thousands of times stronger then diamond-titanium networks maintained the threshold form facets and transported the ship from the skyparadise sub-dimensional portal outside the universe to the exit portal before the Centaurus A galaxy .., Blank-eying the translational aspects the ship tripped into the midway galactical node anchor between the milky way and adjacent to (VSS) the Virgo Stellar Stream.

Blankeyed navipoints were second nature for Sunova Sagus. The minor translight travel was going to be difficult. The VSS was indeed unmapped because of the highly active dark to light matter turbulence This and using the translight propulsion systems equaled nothing they were ready for. To say the ride was shaky was so less then true, but even still they made it to their destination. Gripping the tightened encasement force field folds the captain translight navied into and through VSS. Shivers and quivers bombarded their encasement force field linings and folds. They were able reach the object they were aiming toward with the price of a broken naviport. The naviport was easy to repair where they came from but in a different universe and time line where they did not have fleets of subspace microborg drones repairs would be close impossible.

Landing on a small system of planets that was listed in the map archives as Alpha Centauri was the goal. The system seemed pleasant enough so thought Sunova Sagus. He liked the idea that they came through the Centaurus A Galaxy prortal and into the Alpha Centauri system. Waking from there soma cryosleep encasement regenerational fields following the broken naviport splintering the crew and record keeping travelers. A much need physical nourishment session began. The dinning area had seen the worst of the wreckage but they had to eat. The conversations became short and to the point.

Sonova Sagus statements seemed ominous, "We know only one thing about the Federation beyond theirs being such a simple kind." His first officer, Xova Toba, agreed. While explaining that they can't just take the treasure from them. "That is theirs to do with as they please."

"Very true, but it will be my decision to make. I am Captain." When his daughter spoke all fears vanished like rain in the shine of starlight. "I must have the treasure to take home." Sonove started wining like a child, "back our Skyparadise Dome."

Her Father the Captain could not explain easily that the treasure is not as you know a treasures. Daughter of Sonova Sagus, Sonove, in profound belligerence professed her ultimatum, "What then tell me or., or.,, or,,," cutting in, "hush now.,, This treasure is a treasure of knowledge..."

Sonove blurted, "Not fair! How can you treasure knowledge?"

Sonova Sagus reply became the moto of their crew for the rest of their stay, "That, my dear, is what we are here will find out..."

Sonove did not understand but try as she might she continued to intake the sustenance during her eating process and prepared her appearance for the events at hand. She memorized the costumes and nuances from the Federations records and adapted her styling to match theirs. Still she was Sagi and could not be swayed by the mentality of those of some simple order and being.

Sonova Sagus entered the Control Center Communications - <<CCC>> - "Show me the latest reads,."

First officer, Xonova, moved out of his way, "Here is what we are looking through @-<<CCC>>- for now."

Replying, "You realize that to wed my Sonove this treasure must be acquired and given her in a gift a matrimony." The Captain refreshed the -<<CCC>>- reader feeds.

Xonova, like Mark Anthony and Casanova intertwined at the hip spoke again, "As well I must do the best I can in yours and hers discernment not to mention that of my families'. My action and elaborations on the subject have to be correct and constant for all to know of and about. This is the true value of the treasure we seek."

Captain Sonova Sagus enjoyed the discussions for he would explain how to become a Sagi as the pure path to true actualizations.

First officer then motioned with, "We are ready to meet the planet wide leader of Alpha Centauri. Will he offer the gift?"

"Of course they all offer the gift in their own ways but their leaders are far better at it then any one else..."

Looking off to the CCC group teams as they signal in the symbols of their own communicationings, "The location and time have been set for City Centauri at gate 9."

The Gate 9 attendant accommodated the group of travelers from skyparadise they settled into their surroundings and made themselves at home... they stayed there for them what would seem as much as a brief mixing of time and space but for the Alpha Centaurians and the Federations of Planets this was several lifetimes of dialogs till the ship's naviports were redesigned and established function blankeyed workings.

Sonove was home again and enjoyed what was her new found experience, "Dahd, what did they call that gift we received form them?"

Sonova Sagus now ready to pass on the knowledge to the next line, "Child of mine, we were there and watched four generations of their kind learn and grow into a fully formed Federation of races and yet you did not realize what they taught us?"

Confused but decisive Sonove spoke, "I receive a gift every year from them. But, evermore not the treasure promised by you what is that treasure and when do I get it?"

"The treasure is hospitality, hospitality is the most precious gift of all, and every time with every generation of their federation we find that treasure."

"So then in every universe we travel to the Federation of Planets is there, ready to hand us this hospitality for use to take?"

"My girl there is just the one federation of planets, there, in the milky way, and that their hospitality abounds wide and free there. While we can take it that is not the way to be hospitable in return."

[[2008: MAY-JUN] Writing Challenge Discussion]

I wrote this neat beginning of a story (in my handwritten journal) about the hospitalities found in an endless space/time scenarios of just like floating in outer space and living inside a spacesuit ... this led to the name creation of the character then family then a whole new scenario evolved before my eyes as I typed what I had not just written in the journal ... happy happy - joy joy. I was having a real block with the subject but everything seems to of fallen into place... I think I worry too much about content...

[[2008: MAY-JUN] Writing Challenge Discussion]

mmm Hospitality.,;- A hospitable planets - "Hospitality" ok I really don't want to say this, but when you had the archetypal topic I was all over that and the path thing last time was great as well but maybe I just live on such a inhospitable planet that .,; well there is nothing hospitable here, with the exception of the hospitality that I feel here...at sb118... but this seems so "alien" a topic to me I will have to wait to see what gets posted first and then do a possible writing challenge reply like story to them, in a way...but I need some kind of comment following this that somehow lets me know if this is alright or not???

[[Round 7] Dark Thoughts]

there is an emotional lonelyness expressed that is not resolved and makes myself feel what is happening.

[[2008: MAR-APR] Writing Challenge Discussion]

neurological transplants I have a book on that but ... I am trying to apply it to the electro-chemical connections in neural nets.. it gets a little confusing cause it is like thinking about thinking or contemplating contemplation given I have a little idea of what I am doing with the chem make-ups in my body leads to (almost complete sentence structures?) a nerve bible of a kind and records of things as they go..

I have taken courses in the effects of addiction on the brain and then specifically the nicotine receptors ... if I can help I will (as always).

[[2008: MAR-APR] Writing Challenge Discussion]

Jhen Thelev Posted Today, 04:10 PM

toni - sounds like a great way to write to me! I sometimes need to jot down some extra details (character names and suchlike) before i can get going, otherwise i tend to keep ideas bouncing around in my head but it's not utill i actually start writing that they come together.

I have to just get a few key words onto the screen before I can even start... I also have to work on my details and descriptions that seems to be my week point..

I don't choose the final name's for the characters until the story is completed. This gives me the option of writing "Ann" but if she turns out to be a Brandy, then I can change it easily. It's like the Klingon story I wrote last year that won. The story started out as to be about Terrans, but the Klingon characters evovle in the writing. I don't set anything in stone.

I some storys (for me) it is just the characters name that creates the story (that is what I am tending toward more so these days)... I try to depict the name of the character in such a way that their name describes there action/role...

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excellent start Salak- I can't wait to see your story - (no fair teasing us )

[[2008: MAR-APR] Writing Challenge Discussion]

It looks about right Toni

but what does the post Icon do in this thread if used

Ahhh that is what it does...

[[2008: MAR-APR] Captain Golden Path]

((Over Infinities' Edgelessness))

Ice ~ Captain the unit multiplex meter readout is non-harmonic.

Thinker ~ The Captain is busy, but let us see what we can do.

Ice ~ Sir, there is an alternate unit dimension for time and space... everything seems to be breaking down.

Thinker ~ Ice keep monitoring the shield variance we need to stay inside 'our' dimensions.

Ice ~ Multi-verse field trinamics are approaching a tridoxical inversion.

Thinker ~ Begin aligning the fields with the new units dimensions.

::Pulsar began to envelop them but their shields held. The flashes were beyond what 10 supernovae would cause simultaneously. There, at the edge of the unknown multi-verses, were obscure events unfolding like a rose opening to the wind. They knew that what was happening was being feed to the ships in the fleet. There became divisions of holo-records breaking down into new units with nothing valuable inside them but the dream of hope. As chance would have the likes of what was going on, things were solved by themselves and then they did not change that way ever again. ::

M8w ~ I am reporting for the Institution of Chance: We await your orders.

Thinker ~ Captain, I advise you to change the units of measure soon.

M8w ~ Ice make necessary residual adjustments there, for the next time unit form.

Ice ~ The adjustments are in the process of altering.

Thinker ~ Delay that process .., the elements of language, as well, are disintegrating before us.

Ice ~ More so still, there is the nuance of conceptual experiences - framed at the source.

M8w ~ I know that, and in the event structure, if added to the hologrid-unimatrix the dynamics will be greater then before.

Ice ~ Remain stationed; I am inducing the triode vortex into unit multiplex static designs.

:: He realized that event illusions involve the next dimensions for time and space.::

Golden Path ~ The formations are going to occur, no matter, there after, in sequences similarly structured.

Ice ~ We are dividing the elementals again, Captain.

Golden Path ~ We have remained unaffected and yet there are greater instances of our efforts allowed.

M8w ~ Captain Golden Path, per chance, what are your orders going in?

Golden Path ~ You must remain in the holo-illusion till you have mastered the unit dimensional to that time frame.

M8w ~ That could lead to a voiding of the void of infinite dimensions.

Ice ~ I can stabilize the necessary dimensional manifolds involved for solving that.

Golden Path ~ Don't! I repeat, Do not., theirs were evolved beyond that way, this makes the illusions that are being real evolve even more so.

Ice ~ Sir?

::Perfect pulses bound for interfolded field-waves manifested inside the holo-grids. Thinker's emotions were poised like a perched bird ready to kill its pray. There was nothing left of them, nothing right to do from there, just a constant moving forward into the realities' of light and sound dimensions. Broken and splintering the lights of all known dimensions begun and ended, frozen in time and space. ::

Ice ~ Sir, we have conformation of the Eagle.

Thinker ~ The Eagle, she has begun the decent into the infinite dimensional field structures.

Golden Path ~ Ice, control the holomonitor with the field trinamics in order to reduce the surface frictions to a negligible amount.

M8w ~ In the distant future they will resolve the tri-dimensional imbalances, and create greater evolutions of the revolution know as life.

Thinker ~ What were we doing with these events, and why are the discords of harmony so pleasing?

Golden Path ~ You can find yourselves again and again, where no one has gone before, but into that - we are with you all the way.

Ice ~They are boarding the Eagle, I will make a difference this time.

::Ice found the Eagle like a second home. It was how the values of being, became real to him. ::

[[Round 3] Syrak: Splitting Up]

((Main Engineering, USS Discovery-)

VANNINI: Syrak, I need you to go to the Main Computer

Core, Vargas... you to Second Core... I need you to

hack the Captain's code. I'll try to disable the

Auto-destruct sequence.

VARGAS: Aye Sir!

SYRAK: Yes Sir

::Syrak got to the main computer trying to disable

subroutine, to activate the self-destruct, but

realized this was already too late, Syrak mind froze

as he strained as hard as possible to think on what

would his next move would be, he thought about

replacing the subroutine, but then that wouldn’t stop

it.::

SYRAK: oO cutting out the entire power will stop all

power, it should stop the… no if the chamber is

already open then that’s just suicide in pitch

blackness… izaya Oo

VANNINI: (yelling at the remaining personnel in M-Eng)

I want you all to head to the Pod ASAP! (Yelling at

Syrak) Lieutenant, you are in charge of Engineering in

the Pod... now move people!

SYRAK: Sir, I just like to suggest that your last

option should be—

VANNINI: No time for arguments, that was a direct

order! Get out of here!

::Syrak gave a nod, hoping his boss, would have

thought a warp core breach like he had, It would have

been the last thing Syrak would have chosen, but with

less than fifteen minutes, there wasn’t going to be

much choice soon… ::

SYRAK: Vargas, and Everyone follow me…

::Syrak and Vargas walked into the corridor, and he

froze, swiveled round swiveled round, to face to see

the engineers in the engineering, Syrak had realized

there was no turbolift to the pod, they couldn’t get

this many engineers into pod with less then 15

minutes, neither could they get them with other

officers, and civilians going through that way.

Fifty-four engineers stood blankly at Syrak, Syrak

turned to Vargas and then faced the engineers::

SYRAK: ::tucking his arms behind him:: Now there is no

way we will efficiently evacuate this proportion of

group, I will split you into four groups… first

thirteen engineers step forward will follow lieutenant

Lambert to Transporter Room 4 on Deck 7.

::the group was still standing, and Syrak let a sigh

out and step forward tagging people::

SYRAK: you, you, you, you… you will all follow

Lambert, get moving crewmen… time is dissipating…

right you, you, you, you…

::Syrak tagged another 13 engineers, before

announcing::

SYRAK: you will follow Lieutenant Mittal to

Transporter room 3… ::moving closer to Mittal::

Lambert has took the aft turbolift, please take the

fore Turbolift…

::Syrak watched several alien species follow the

Indian officer towards the turbolift, and then

selected another thirteen engineers and assigned them

straight directly to the pod, their Team leader was

to be Chief Bharijtk, the experienced Chief Petty

officer escorted them, and then there was 14 of them

left, and Syrak announced::

SYRAK: the rest of you are with me c’mon…

:: Syrak began taking strides noticing people heading

towards the lifts no one selecting the tubes, the

young Vulcan had already assigned 40 engineers to the

lifts and knew they were lacking time, and as more he

saw more people walking onto the corridor, he said

looking for a tube entrance along the corridor::

SYRAK: I Expect the lifts will be busy, So We’re going

to take the tubes… its only ten levels and then 3 to

the pod…

::Syrak opened an entrance into the tubes, there he

let all the crewmen get in and crawl, he spotted

Kaschenko, and Vargas was the last one in as he got

in, and left the door open::

TBC

LT JG Syrak

ACEO

USS Discovery-B

[[Round 3] Top Sims Contest Discussion]

I have been using the rss feeds to my homepage for the list of new sims from the various ships in the fleet, but without reading each one, I have problems deciding even what sim to read what sim to not read. It seems that the titles are not as much help as they could be., is this a common difficulty or is it just me not being able to figure things out since I have just started to look at fleet wide simming?