Oddas Aria

Congratulations and great job!

Hey, Good job and welcome to the fleet!

Great work!

Great job!

Congratulations everyone and great work!

Congratulations and welcome aboard!

You did great and I can't wait to see you around the fleet!

Congrats and welcome aboard!

Aria is a bit in love with the Intrepid class, so many firsts, not too big, versatile enough to get lots of things done, seems like you can hold it together with bailing wire...

Good job and welcome aboard!

Glad to be of service. 😉

Great work! Congratulations and welcome to the fleet!

((Brigand Cruiser “Rebuke”, Corridor - Deck Unknown)) ::The sound of screaming wasn’t exactly a rarity in those decks of the Syndicate ship Rebuke. However, it was the first time those walls had heard the laboured cries of a Laudean. By now the wailing had subsided into eerily melodic whimpers and gasps for clean air through the stench of her own sweat, blood, burnt hair and embarrassing urine. It wasn’t the poor girls fault. The urine wasn’t from fear or some unintended involuntary response. It was a side-effect, a by-product, of the electrical currents that were being forced through her from the electrodes attached to her fried, crispy and patchy haired scull. The room had seen this kind of thing before. It wasn’t about torture. - that was just a pleasant coincidence. The purpose of the currents, drugs, and implanted memories were about reprogramming. It forced those outside of the Syndicate to become the most loyal of operatives.:: ::The young Laudean woman Fasha wouldn’t be able to remember any of this place, nor the horrors that took place that day. She would wake up shackled in a cage with the others. Scars healed by dermal regeneration her head shaved clean. Her luck was about to change. She was going to be rescued. But she would be haunted by the shadows of these forgotten memories forever. They would lie deep in the black ocean of her subconscious. Then, one day, when her unseen masters were ready her memories and self would fade away and be replaced by what ‘they’ wanted her to be. Although she would live and move on, her life would never be hers again. She didn’t know it yet. How could she? But her tears that day were not shed for her pain. They were shed by her subconscious for her death.:: ((Brigand Cruiser “Rebuke”, Main Bridge)) Conn: The Thunder has dropped out of warp Magren. Jishi: So quickly? ::She laughed as she sat up in her chair.:: The Romulans would rule the galaxy if the Tal’Shiar moved as quickly. ::They had just informed the asteroid outpost of their pending arrival less than twenty minutes ago. Their operative must have been in the right place at the right time to get that tidbit of information so quickly and relay it to the Thunder. Her comment didn’t seem to be sitting well with their Romulan attache.:: Romulan: They move too quickly. Nothing verified, motives unchecked. If the Tal’Shiar worked as they do, the empire would have revolted or fallen centuries ago. They fell for your ploy far too easily. ::In a passive aggressive defiant tone.:: Perhaps, they merely lost track of us and decided it best to stop. Conn: Impossible! ::In protest of the accusation.:: I made certain they would be able to track us. Jishi: No. They were tracking us. They know where we are going. ::Jishi was confident in the plan and pleased with their progress. By the time they arrived at the asteroid outpost their Laudean sleeper would be ready. Starfleet would do what they always do - swoop in and save the day. Little did theyy know they would be returning to Til’ahn with a ticking time bomb in the facade of Laurel Fasha...:: ((Brigand Cruiser “Rebuke”, Corridor - Deck Unknown)) ::The room was quiet now. The corridor no longer echoed with terror and pain. Inside, on a dirty biobed, the living corpse of young Fasha lay cleaned and pristine like an ancient monarch on display. A dim, cold white overhead light, cast dark shadows over her calm face. Her eyes moved behind closed lids as she dreamed about sweet treats, beautiful creatures of fantasy, or whatever young Laudean girls dreamt about. Her mind and body experienced the kind of shock and trauma that a mind instinctively buries to protect itself. It would be weeks before the wraiths and demons of her death started to haunt her dreams. Then a few more before they started haunting her days too. But for now, at least, the numbness brought her peace.:: PNPC Magren Jishi The “Rebuke”, Commanding Officer And The Corridor - Deck Unknown As simmed by Commander Jorey - Commanding Officer USS Thunder-A Veteran Affairs / Training Team / CC T239002BJ0

Congratulations Ensigns! Great job and I look forward to seeing you around the fleet!

I like the Voyager/DS9 uniforms and the Voyager color schemes the best. Not quite so 'we're on a cruise ship', not quite so 'we're on a ship of war'.

Welcome aboard, great class and can't wait to see you around the fleet!

Congratulations and I can't wait to see you around the fleet!

Welcome, both of you!

Somewhere she can be pampered, but indoors. Aria sees no reason to be outdoors for any sort of vacation ...

Congratulations to all of the winners. I could go on and on about the people I play with on a regular basis, such as Toni for creating some truly imaginative plot twists, Jorey for time and again creating villains we love to play with; Hannibal for reminding me of things I forget about as I create characters, ships, and plots; Irina for reminding us that characters can be interesting in unexpected ways; Boris for letting us play with that cranking old uncle we all know; Brodie for jumping in so quickly in such a hard position to play; and Wallace for doing such a good job in such a short period of time. I also want to mention Rich (Roshanara Rahman) just because he has been such an influence in my career here on SB118. Shortly after I arrived he noticed something I wrote on the forums and reached out, recruiting me for other efforts OOC. He has always done it with a kind word and in a way that made me want to participate. Rich is one of those people we are lucky to have.

Congratulations and welcome aboard. I look forward to seeing you around the fleet!

Congratulations and welcome aboard. Can't wait to write with you!

Welcome aboard.

Welcome Aboard!

It's time to show off what we're all wearing to the awards ceremony. Can't wait to see what everyone else comes up with!