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    Artemis-cellaneous: Memorable whatevers from The Borderlands

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    @Addison MacKenzie This was just too funny

     

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    HMMT: I am the Emergency Medical Howogwam. I am pwogwammed with the entirety of the Starfweet Medicaw wibwawy and am twained in a vawiety of medicaw techniques. How may I hewp you today? You may speak to me in compwete sentences or in short cwauses like: “Hewp! I’ve fawwen and I can’t get up,” or “Sing a sea chanty.”

     

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    Ensign Jovenan – P.S. I miss you (part 1)

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    Absolutely cracking sim from @Jovenan here. Multiple plot and character elements from the ensign's short but eventful Starfleet career were expertly woven together in this dream sequence. What a delight this was to read, and the greatness continues in Part 2.

    Fantastic sim, Jo.

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    ((???, ???))

    They were gathered around a round table. Jovenan could see all her shipmates around her – MacKenzie, Dakora, Adea, Silveira, Hiro and all the others – each on their own seat by the table. They were all chatting with their next seat neighbours, but Jovenan couldn’t pick up any single discussion and make sense of the words; the voices were blending together, fusing into a single, fluctuating stream.

    She felt safe among the people around her, living a happy dream. The lounge was dimly lit expect for the round table, as it was otherwise empty. Having just received her very first ribbons, the bashful pride coloured her cheeks red and tingled her smiling face. The chatter seized as the food was brought to the crew. A plate was placed in front of her before the metallic, bell-shaped cloche was lifted and the dish was presented.

    It was a taco.

    A sudden wave of anxiety run through her. She lifted her gaze from the plate and looked around at her companions. They had each been served the Earth delicacy, but the others had not hesitated to take it to their hands and eat. Jovenan wanted to shout, warn them, but no sound could escape her lips. Green gunk began pouring from the top of their heads.

    Shouting. She turned to face the other side of the table, where she could see that Commander Adea and Lt Silveira had just stood up and were shaking their fists and spiting hateful insults at each other, like barking dogs. Unexpectedly, she could see Adea pull a sword from his cane and charge at Silveira. The sword went straight through his stomach, coming through from his back, blooded. It was entirely silent. Jovenan wanted to scream but couldn’t.

    Adea pulled the sword from Silveira’s motionless, pale body that he pushed unceremoniously to the ground after the sword was out. Jovenan stepped backwards, but as Adea turned to her and pointed the sword at her, she tripped and collided against the transporter room wall. Speaking with eery, distorted voice Adea uttered threats to Jovenan, lifted the sword above his head and prepared to attack. She covered herself with her hands, afraid of the monster her colleague had turned to, but the strike never came. As she looked again, where the Commander had stood was now only a cloud of blue mist.

    Legs unable to carry her, she crawled closer to the transporter pad. There she found Lorana, howling an inhuman cry of pain. Making her way crawling to the injured officer, Jovenan could see all her limbs were in unnatural position, broken in multiple places. Jovenan placed her arm under the patient’s armpit and around the back, ready to lift them up, but as soon as she tried to stand up, her legs gave in, and they both fell to the corridor floor.

    Computer: Warp core breach in 3 minutes.

    Jovenan spat out phlegm, as if she had been running for kilometres. Yet, she was still in the corridor, trying to carry now shapeless patient while the alert klaxon rang, and the entire field of vision was coloured in red. She rose up from the corridor floor, arm around the patient, but her legs couldn’t hold, and they fell to the ground again. Sharp pain radiated from her knees and elbows, but she refused give up. She tried rising from the ground again, but it was in vain, and she hit her head face first to the hard floor.

    Computer: Core breach imminent.

    Jovenan turned to the patient and looked right into their eyes. The patient was still wailing, their body broken and unable to move on their own. Crying, she had to force the words from her mouth.

    Jovenan: I need to go.

    Terror flashed in the patient’s eyes. Jovenan removed her arm around them, while they were trying to hold her there. Without the patient, Jovenan’s legs could carry her for a few more steps before she hit her knee to the deck. Getting up each time hurt, but she could run, as slow and clumsy as it ever was possible. Looking back at the patient, she could see them trying to move their body with only their arms, extending one at Jovenan, begging to be saved. She ran away.

    Computer?: Please, don’t leave me!

    She reached the end of the corridor, having fallen and risen up several time, finding a door that slid open. Stepping in, she recognized the wide hall as the Shuttle Bay 2, with multiple smaller shuttlepods and a giant runabout looming behind them. Several crewmembers, dressed in red and yellow, run on the shuttle bay floor, panicking. She looked up and could now tell why. The shuttle bay door was fully open, and the force field that separated the bay from the vacuum of space was flickering. At that moment, the field failed entirely, and the air sucked out with enormous force. Jovenan grasped the railing, but her hands slipped, and she was pulled to the space.

    Floating around in space, she was accompanied only by a bright, blue and green planet with rings of multiple colours, and a beautiful star behind it. Having a calm moment, she observed the beauty of the world below them, scattered with seas, canyons, and giant smoking crater. It made her… sad, for some reason. Not anxious sad, not depressed sad, but a form of nostalgic sad.

    Then there was a starbase. A mushroom shaped, grey structure hung in mid-space on the orbit of the planet, surrounded by small brown asteroids and glittering dust. She knew she couldn’t remain in space, so she began to swim towards the station. Her speed became faster and faster, and soon she realised she was moving too fast and would collide with the station hull. Trying to slow down, she moved her hands and legs in the opposite direction, but alas, there’s no air in space and it was impossible to swim in the vacuum.

    An airlock opened on the station’s hull. Rocketing towards the station, she knew that her survival depended only on whether she could make it there and into the station. The airlock opened further, and revealed a dark, shapeless being. The form revealed a weapon, a sword glowing blood red, which it lifted against Jovenan. Unable to stop, she panicked as she was on the trajectory to the lethal weapon’s tip. The being opened its mouth and spoke.

    Monster: Failure.

     

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    Artemis-cellaneous: Memorable whatevers from The Borderlands

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    @Genkos Adea chewing the scenery. It's the legitimate theatre, da'aling.

     

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    Jovenan: ..none of us other than Commander Adea seems to have been affected.

    Silveira: And Lieutenant Dakora, the only Betazoids on the away teams.

    Genkos flailed against the restraints for a moment, whilst putting on a strangulated and distorted voice to try and disconcert the group.

    Adea: Weeeeee can read yoooooour minds!

     

     

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    Poll of the Month - What You Reading There, Willis?

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    When I was researching titles for this poll, I managed to snag used copies of Homecoming and The Lives of Dax for $1 apiece. I'm about a quarter of the way through Homecoming right now, and I'm really enjoying the less-than-happily-ever-after-post-Endgame plot. I always thought the Voyager finale was a little too tied up with a bow and it's nice to see a continuation of the story where nothing is quite so tidy.

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    Also, Janeway takes tea with Picard.

     

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    Artemis-cellaneous: Memorable whatevers from The Borderlands

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    @Addison MacKenzie gets the slow burn comedy award here. 

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    Erbil: And [the Human race], Commander, has managed to overcome a violent and fractured past to be a standard-bearer for peaceful coexistence.

    Her gaze shifted back to Erbil, wondering exactly where the line of questioning might be going.

    MacKenzie: It would appear so…

     

    I imagine she’s like, “Whelp darnit, if I smack him around now, I’ll make us look bad…”

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    Artemis-cellaneous: Memorable whatevers from The Borderlands

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    The post-mission chat scene between @Talos Dakora and @Addison MacKenzie just kept getting brilliant-er as its two writers developed it. But to kick off the new Artemis quips, quaps and quotes thread, I chose to showcase this particular snippet.

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    Dakora: Oh, that was great. ::His eyes lit up a little.:: Or when the Commodore said the Excal was coming back online and Vo'kor was all: ::He assumed an inaccurate but comical impression of the Klingon's deep voice::"What, that's impossible! My little nano-bots! Boo-hoo! ::He switched back to his normal voice.:: and I was all like: "Shut up, Captain A-hat!". 

     

    I'm imagining the inaccurate-but-comical impression sounds like Tina from Bob's Burgers.

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    Commander Addison MacKenzie - A Rock and a Hard Place

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    The pacing of the second half of this sim was outstanding. Real heart-pounder here by @Addison MacKenzie.

     

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    (( EVA Locker Room – Maquis Vessel Daisy ))

    The two had found their way to where the EVA suits were stored hoping that they’d be able to suit up, disable life support and take out their captors without any violence. That plan was torched as soon as they discovered there was only one suit.

    Dakora: Well, that sucks.

    She waved her hand dismissively in front of her face, as though shooing away a pesky insect desperate for blood.

    MacKenzie: Remember what I said about an opportunity presenting itself? Well, this opportunity just took itself off the table, so now it’s time to find another one. Think.

    Dakora: Damn. Ok. ::He shrugged.:: Even with one of them down and some weapons we're still outnumbered and outgunned.

    MacKenzie: It’s a pretty small ship, but any chance we’ve got a shuttlebay? Might be possible to lure at least a few of them into the room and depressurize the bay?

    Dakora: No, but that would've been a good plan.

    Addison frowned. Their options were limited – the ship was small, half of the ship didn’t work, they were both injured, they were outnumbered…

    MacKenzie: Any chance disabling some systems could buy us some time? ::wryly:: …I mean, of the systems that still work.

    Dakora: It couldn't hurt. When... ::He frowned.:: IF the Excalibur shows up, they might appreciate any sabotage we can pull off.

    She shook her head. Where was the Excalibur? Had they received her message? Had anyone? Surely it had been long enough for them to realize they’d gone missing and had started a search… If so, the transmission would no doubt have spiked on their radar. She figured there was a question worth asking:

    MacKenzie: I think we should assume that if the Excalibur received our message that they’d have been here by now… It’s likely we’re on our own.

    He rubbed his eyes with the heels of his hands, a gesture which she assumed meant he realized it too, but didn’t want to admit it any more than she did.

    Dakora: I think that's a fair assessment.

    MacKenzie: Right. So I think that means we need to think about how to retake the ship on our own without any outside help.

    Far easier said than done.

    Dakora: They've got better weapons and numbers, so we can't take them head on. ::He squinted as he thought.:: I think we got lucky with that lone wolf, the rest are likely to travel in groups.

    MacKenzie: Discretion. ::pointing to a grate in the floor::

    He crouched, trying in vain to open a floor grate but it was seized shut. Hiding out in the ductwork was apparently no longer an option.

    Dakora: Ok, we need a plan. ::His brain tried to process everything that had happened since they'd escaped their cell.:: Uh... We can...::He shrugged.:: I don't know...

    A pair of negative beeps from the locked door and an angry bark from the pair of Klingons outside drew their attention. They exchanged a quick glance, each of them wide-eyed.

    Dakora: Hide inside the suit! ::He whispered.:: They might think we split up.

    He gestured to the EV suit hanging from the locker. It could work if she held still. She wouldn’t be able to activate the suit, though, lest that be an obvious giveaway. Hopefully she didn’t suffocate to death while the Klingons were making their rounds.

    MacKenzie: Find somewhere to hide.

    She wasted no time paying attention to what he was doing and climbed in the suit as was suggested. She managed to secure the suit’s helmet just as a shower of sparks started to fly from the door’s control panel and the Klingons forced the door open.

    Addison could only watch in silence as Talos chose the option to fight.

    Dakora: Aaarrrgh!

    From inside the suit, Addison watched Talos lunge forward, blade drawn. The Klingon caught the Betazoid’s wrist and stopped the knife before he could make contact. With his other fist, the Klingon struck a swift blow to Talos’s jaw, sending him backward a few steps, and his knife to the floor.

    Durok: Where is your female!?

    Dakora: She's not my or anyone's female. ::He practically hissed the words as he lied.:: and I left her behind in the damned crawlspace because she was slowing me down.

    The Klingon took a single step forward, a sort of grim determination burning in his dark eyes. Then he grinned a decidedly unfriendly grin, baring his sharp, yellowing teeth.

    Durok: Die together or die alone. It makes no difference to me.

    The Klingon took a brutal swing at Talos' head and narrowly avoided the impact. It wasn’t long before the other Klingon grabbed him by the shirt collar and threw him to the ground, the wind obviously knocked out of him. Durok was on him, landing a powerful blow to his cheek, likely before he knew what hit him. Addison could only close her eyes and will him the strength to get it together.

    Durok climbed on top of Talos, his hands wasting no time easily wrapping around the Betazoid’s neck. Addison wasn’t sure if he was going to choke him to death or suffocate him first. As she watched him unsuccessfully attempt to pry Durok’s hands from his neck, the force of his thrashing legs starting to diminish. It likely wouldn’t be long before he lost consciousness, and she had a choice to make.

    Stay in the suit: Talos dies.

    Create a distraction: They most definitely both die.

    Where the hell was Kalianna?

    There was one item that might give them an advantage: in the pocket of her pants was one of the hyposprays that Talos had pulled from her bag in the comms room. She couldn’t get to it without getting out of the suit, and getting out of the suit meant drawing some serious attention. There was no guarantee.

    From her vantage point behind them, both Klingons had their backs to her and seemed to be enthralled with slowly choking the life out of her Betazoid colleague. With the fight quickly draining from Talos, she didn’t have much time, and would need to move as quickly as possible without drawing attention.

    She slowly unlatched the helmet and, despite closing her eyes in the anticipation of the suit’s decompression, no sound emitted – since the suit wasn’t activated, the oxygen wasn’t flowing.

    The sound of Klingon cackling was much louder now that her ears were exposed. She didn’t think Klingons typically enjoyed watching their prey suffer, but these Klingons certainly seemed to be taking their time slowly squeezing the life out of him. Fortunately for her, the suit was far bulkier than either of them realized, and she slid out of it with relative ease after setting the helmet down.

    Free of the suit, she removed the hypospray from her pocket and looked at the bottom where the medicine cartridge was loaded. She could see that the color of the medicine inside the vial was yellow – a good indication that it was likely Rexlin. She couldn’t do the math to figure out if the amount in the vial would be enough to fully sedate a Klingon the size of Durok or just make him drowsy, but they needed any advantage they could muster.

    Hypospray in hand, she started to move across the room, the leather from her boots quietly squeaking with each passing step. Fortunately for her, the Klingons seemed to be enjoying the slow demise of her shipmate, and their raucous laughter likely covered her approach. Her brow furrowed and she took a deep breath. She only had one shot.

    When she was within feet of the trio, she lunged forward and pressed the hypo to the back of Durok’s neck.

    The Klingon’s grip immediately softened, releasing Talos, before standing up and turning to face her. He looked at her in stunned silence for a moment before losing his balance and falling to a knee. He wasn’t completely sedated as she hoped he would be, but he obviously wasn’t fully with it, either. That would buy them some time.

    The other Klingon, however, noticing that his superior was in no position to be able to take care of this new imposition, moved swiftly forward to deal with the human female. In no time, Addison’s back was against the wall of the EV storage room, and she was lifted off the ground, the Klingon’s hand around her throat.

     Where the hell was Kalianna?

    Eyeing Talos, who was finally starting to get air back in his lungs, she barely managed to squeak out a few words.

    MacKenzie: Get. The. Knife.

    Dakora: Response

     

    Tag, and TBC!

     

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    Commander Addison MacKenzie, M.D., Ph.D., FASFS
    First Officer
    USS Excalibur-A

    Captain's Council Magistrate

    V239601AM0

     

     

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    Quotes: Excalibur-Eyyyyyyyy

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    This scene is cracking Me up @Vitor S. Silveira @Genkos Adea

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    Silveira: Brek retired from Starfleet. Sal is now Commodore Taybrim and running the 118. And Captain Oddas is now Fleet Captain and pretty much alive. ::Vitor uncrossed his arms mimicking a triumphant gesture.:: So basically all my former CO's still on active duty survived me, and got promoted. ::He raised his finger to Genkos.:: You as well. Now don't tell me those are rookie numbers.

     

    Silveira:  Now let me make you a nice cup of tea... it'll relax you.

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    Quotes: Excalibur-Eyyyyyyyy

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    Silveira: And ever since then I started giving them to my CO’s when I have the chance. So far everyone accepted them. I was just missing you.

    Genkos took a fourth piece and then a disturbing thought crossed his mind… His hand halted, the nougat an inch from his mouth.

    Adea: Tell me, is everyone you’ve given this to… dead?

     

    When we find out that @Vitor S. Silveira is secretly offing every commander he's ever had.

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