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U.S.S Challenger [NCC-40117] / Re: S1E6 Discussion Thread
« on: Today at 01:47:37 PM »
aaaand posted. Finally.

And for once it's not at midnight.

While I have you all here, if anyone has a post they'd like to submit for POTM, please send me a PM with the post in question and a short (a few sentances?) reason why you think it should be POTM and I'll pass those along!

U.S.S Challenger [NCC-40117] / Re: S1E6 Ghost Town
« on: Today at 01:18:08 PM »

[Alien Room]
 =/\= I wouldn't trust that code, Captain. If memory serves, listening to it was what got us into this mess in the first place. I have an idea for getting us out of here, but I will need to run it by a few of the crew. We're coming back to you. Security Team, Out.  =/\=

[Alien Room]

Dylan shrugged to himself as he responded into the radio. =/\= Well, if we can’t trust them, you just gave that fact away on the same airwaves. =/\= he said. =/\= Copy, I’ll see you when you get here. =/\= Shortly after, they arrived. Before he had a chance to ask for a report, the new Romulan spoke up. Dylan frowned.

[Alien prison]

Sir I am in telepathic contact with a Dr. Bonnie Moors.  For some reason she is being held alone - isolated from the rest of the crew. Would you have any idea as to why?

“Doctor Moors.” He said, repeating the man. “I have no idea why she would be isolated, but it seems imperative we get her back, as well as the rest of the crew.” he thought to himself, trying to place why she would be isolated. He came up empty. Just then, Lek’s voice brought him back to the man. “Thank you, Crewman.” he said quickly, before bending down again to Lek’s level.

The captain's voice startled Lek out of his subsonic revelry. He blinked several times and turned to face the captain.

"I um, I... I didn't think I w-would be of much use during the search Sir. If anyone finds an access panel, or power conduit, or just about anything technological, then I can help. I just-

Lek threw his hands up to cover his ears and shrieked as the atonal broadcast started. Lek missed most of what was said as he tried to protect his ears from the intense volume of the speakers. When the recording stopped he slumped momentarily and looked at the captain unsteadily.

"Well, that was... that was unpleasant."

“Lieutenant, tell me, how many pips do you have on your uniform?” he asked, his voice kind as he waited for a response. The answer, of course, was one and a half. Two, if you wanted to count the little one as a full one. “Trust me if I tell you, you wouldn’t have those if you couldn’t do the job. You wouldn’t be on this ship, er, on the Challenger, if I had any doubts in your ability. The fact of the matter is, I need all hands on deck for this. Yours included. Buck up, Lieutenant. That’s an order.”

His voice was kind, but firm. It had a… human touch to it, for lack of a better word. Dylan was concerned about the crewman, but right now he needed people to work through the adversity.
[Alien Prison]
"Captain, how many radios do we have?"

Dylan tapped his radio again. “About a dozen.” he said, hoping that would provide a response.

On the other side of the room, another series of taps could be heard, on a wall by one of the groups of people.

... - .- -. -.. / -... .- -.-. -.-

“S T A N D…. B A C K”


About five seconds later, the wall exploded as a breaching charge took out one wall. Seconds later, another could be heard. It appeared the crews had been separated by just one room, and the hall between them was filled with a half-dozen heavily armed Starfleet crews. One of them looked in and shouted.

"What are you standing around for? Do you not know a jailbreak when you see one?!"

Upon second glimpse, the crew was not just Starfleet. It was about two dozen people, about six Federation, two Klingons, a Romulan, An injured and limping Tholian, two Breen and a very, very pissed-off Jem'Haddar alpha. Now, they had numbers.

Fleet News Service / Re: Welcome Back Lieutenant T'Lara!
« on: Yesterday at 10:45:06 PM »

The Arcade Board / Re: Godmodding
« on: October 20, 2017, 10:51:00 PM »
Oh God.

This again.

I love it.


Dylan put duct tape over Alyssa's mouth, before throwing her out an airlock and into a supernova. He then walked through space at warp seventy six to go and play rock paper scissors with the Borg.

U.S.S Challenger [NCC-40117] / Re: S1E6 Ghost Town
« on: October 20, 2017, 12:16:15 AM »
[Alien Room]

"Thank you for the report, Doctor." he said, as he spoke with a Petty Officer who had come up to him with other information. "Keep trying to find a way out of here." he said, as a loud noise of falling was heard. Some foolhardy Ensign had thought it would be a great idea to try and climb on one of the pipes crisscrossing the ceiling, and had fallen off, the segment of pipe he as climbing on now trapped on his leg, pinning him as he cried out in pain.

Dylan grimaced as he saw the injury. "Disregard, Doctor, it appears you have a patient." he said, as he saw Lek slump to the floor. He knew right now wasn't the best time to go hardass on the man, as they were all in stress. So, he did the next best thing. He sat down on the floor in front of the man, crossng his legs as he dropped his voice to a conversational tone. "Eyes front, Lieutenant. Talk to me. What's wrong?" he asked, concern in his voice and written on his face. Something was wrong with the Ferengi, and he couldn't tell quite what.

He tapped his radio as he heard the message. =/\= Security team, Command. Got it. Thanks for the heads up. Don't think we have anything in terms of high explosives. What about the pipes? =/\= he asked, curious. =/\= They appear to be quite unstable. Maybe we can make a hole in one? =/\=

A lound noise was heard, as if a large electronics network was triggered. From underneath a pile of dust, old speakers began to play. It was an old voice, one full of death to the sound. It was a deep and sullen tone, and spoke deliberately.

"You... are prisoners of the Gravekeeper. Know that escape is impossible, and that you will die like those who's dust from centuries ago you breathe." came the voice. It paused, inhaling over the speaker before continuing. "Your technology will serve us, and you shall know no more. Escape is impossible. Damage to maintenance will result in" the voice said, slurring like a recording. Was it possible it was a recording, and the facility was no longer maintained?

"May you die in glory to the Grave." ended the voice, before the speakers squeaked and cut dry. Over the radios that the crew had in hand came a signal, a set of short and long squelches on the radio. Morse code again.

-.-. .... .- .-.. .-.. . -. --. . .-. / ..-. .-. --- -- / - .-. . .- -.. . .-. --..-- / -.. --- / -.-- --- ..- / .-. . -.-. . .. ...- . ..--..

Fleet News Service / Re: Happy Birthday Will Warring
« on: October 19, 2017, 07:05:37 PM »
You! Happy Birthday!

U.S.S Challenger [NCC-40117] / Re: S1E6 Discussion Thread
« on: October 18, 2017, 04:40:34 PM »
Sorry about not Tagging, haven’t gotten fully familiar with all the forums yet. 

Question: the ship specificifations note a crew capacity of 200 officers and 350 enlisted. Rhymus posted 250 crew in the room and Doctor Vaughn stated all were accounted for. Does that mean the Challenger left the starbase at half capacity (with crew stranded there?). Or does she always run at half capacity?

Probably just a little mixup in posts. Usually the CHallenger runs with full crew, but in this instance we have half of that crew. So for now the people in our area is 250.

U.S.S Challenger [NCC-40117] / Re: S1E6 Ghost Town
« on: October 18, 2017, 04:01:37 PM »
[Alien Room]

Rhymus skidded to a halt as the Captain spoke. He got what he wanted, now it was time to act.

"Aye, Captain!"

Rhymus then promptly turned around and jogged down the room. As he went past, he counted up the heads of the crew and took quick account of what gear was around. Keeping track of the hundreds by holding fingers. It took several minutes to reach the end, and he ran back to the Captain after he was finally finished. He came, once again, skidding to a halt out of breath. He doubled over, hands on his knees.

"Two hundred... 'bout two hundred and fifty of us in this room, Captain! Doesn't look like anyone's got so much as a tricorder!"

[Alien Room]

Dylan nodded to the man. "Thank you, Petty Officer. Two Five Zero. Wait here for a moment." He said, turning as he processed the information on no tricorders. From what he could tell, that meant just above half of the crew must be being held elsewhere... and it looked like Jettis was with them, wherever "there" was. By this time, Dylan had been able to tell a bit about the room, but he hadn't gotten around to exploring it. He was currently trying to coordinate everyone else.

He took one of the Radios from Lek, tuned it to Channel sixteen, and tossed it to Rhymus, not giving any context.

Crewman Rayek
[Alien prison]
Crewman Rayek.  Reporting in as ordered, sir.

Dylan turned as the Romulan showed up. He turned to face the man, giving him almost his full attention. "Crewman. Good. My... apologies our first meeting is under such circumstances. Starfleet says you can be trusted, and right now that's good enough for me." he stated, plainly and matter-of-factly. "As you can see, we're in the midst of something. Go with Petty Officer Cleroux, here. Scout out the room, find entrances and exits, and vectors for us to get out of here." he said. "We will have a talk when we get back to the Challenger." He said, before turning to Rhymus and leaning close. Out of eyesight of the Romulan, he whispered in Rhymus's ear. "Watch him. And keep your guard up."

He straightened and showed Rhymus the radios. "Push here to transmit, speak here. If you need us, hail us." he said, giving the "quick and dirty" version of how to use the radio.

He then turned to the Doctor, handing her another of the Radios. "These work, so we might as well keep in touch. Any of the sickbay patients make it here?" He asked, in response to her report. "No injuries, of the people that are here. Rhymus reports we're missing just over half of the crew." he said, thinking. "Any vents or something? And where does air come in and out? There's always a way out." he said, before looking at her child. "Any more of the children here?"

Fleet News Service / Re: Welcome Rayek tr’Lhoell!
« on: October 18, 2017, 01:08:45 PM »
Welcome to the Site!

U.S.S Challenger [NCC-40117] / Re: S1E6 Ghost Town
« on: October 17, 2017, 09:36:18 PM »

[Alien Prison]

Lek lurched over to the captain to stand at attention because of the tone of voice he used and figured he'd done something wrong.

"This Sir is one of those antique radio frequency devices you had me replicate. Why it's here is beyond me, but as a guess, I'd say our captors consider them too primitive to consider technology."

[Alien Ship]

Dylan nodded, a smile cracking his face. "Excellent. If they think this is too primitive, that might be why we have been left a frequency in this range" he said, thinking. "See if anyone else has any tech with them. We need to take inventory of our supplies," he said, looking at the man.  "With any luck, someone else brought something with them."

U.S.S Challenger [NCC-40117] / Re: S1E6 Ghost Town
« on: October 17, 2017, 05:46:31 PM »
Alien Room
"Are you alright Dylan?" She asked, throwing protocols aside as she was anxious to check on her oldest friend on the ship.

[Alien Room]

Dylan turned to look at the voice as he saw the Doctor. "Hey, Doc. Yeah. I'm fine." he said, stretching and groaning. He then saw people not really stirring. "Doc, check the rest of the crew. I want to see any and all away team members and the senior staff here as possible. And find me that... Romulan, if they're here. I was supposed to be keeping an eye on them." he said, truly not knowing if the last-minute addition to his crew had made it on board or was loose on 225.

Neon lights played behind his eyes as he tried to focus, but was very discombobulated. His pattern of the speech showed it, too.

[Alien Prison]

Lek sat up and immediately wished he hadn't.

"What an amazing smell you've discovered."

He groaned as he lurched to his feet.

"What the Vault of Eternal Destitution happened my uniform and why, of all the things in the universe to end up here, where ever we are, is this antique doing here?"

He asked to no one particular as he stared at his walkie-talkie.

Dylan then saw the Ferengi he'd been talking with not minutes earlier. "Lieutenant! Front and Center!" he barked, defaulting to a less personable, more damage-control tone of voice now that he saw what the man had with him. "There is little time. What is that you have in your hands?" he asked, referring to the small pile of radios.

He also saw Rhymus draw near, and headed the man off. "Petty Officer. Secure the room. I want a head count and I need it yesterday." he said, giving orders. He turned back to his radio, as he spoke. "And someone find me that Civilian doctor!" he asked, pressing the Transmit button.

"Anybody on this freqency, ident." he said, pausing to listen to the static-filled channel.

Please join me in welcoming Rayek tr’Lhoell to our family! He'll be joining our Sec/Tac Department as a crewman.

Welcome aboard!

Fleet News Service / Security Notice- Spam Emails
« on: October 16, 2017, 12:29:09 PM »
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Please be careful about any emails you see. If you have an email that is from the Site that doesn't look official, please get in touch with me as soon as possible.


U.S.S Challenger [NCC-40117] / Re: S1E6 Ghost Town
« on: October 15, 2017, 08:19:05 PM »
"Excellent, Mr. Lek," said Dylan, taking one and hooking it up to the light, fiddling with the dials on top until he got to the channel he wanted, 16. The range should suffice about as well as their Commbadges, especially if linked with the ship's internal systems. He pressed the button to scan the frequencies for signals, and slipped the retention band around his wrist. He turned to head to the turbolift, but he never got the chance. Before he got the three feet, an incredibly fast-moving ship dropped out of warp, right on top of the two Starfleet vessels. Sensors had just registered it when a wave of some kind eminated from the ship's ventral hull, sweeping across the ship as every living person and whatever they had in their hand disappeared, leaving only the ship behind before the first notes of the alarms could sound.

[Alien Room- Two Hours Later]
Dylan groaned groggily, shaking his head as he picked himself off the floor. His radio was still in his hand, but all PADD's, Commbadges, or any other type of advanced techology was gone. His uniform had been replaced too, with what looked like prisoner attire.It appeared around half the body of the Challenger was with them in the room, the Away Team included in that figure. He stood up, and moved to one of the lit areas of the room. It looked and smelled of decay, rot, and death. Wherever they were, it had once been a room on a starship, but now it looked abandoned, sans all the people in it currently.

He tried to find his senior staff, or any other way of getting people organized. Hopefully their training would kick in and they'd find their bosses, if they were here... but it wasn't clear. Right now, Dylan looked for anyone, trying to make himself stand out and visible in this sea of grey.

U.S.S Challenger [NCC-40117] / Re: S1E6 Ghost Town
« on: October 13, 2017, 08:10:31 PM »

Lek expression fell and he sighed before he replied knowing the captain was not going to want to hear what he had to say.

"Sir, changing our subspace system to pickup and send radio signals was just a matter of reconfiguring already existing equipment. Building a hand held unit is a completely different task that will take at least a couple hours to design. The better choice would be to just relay all radio signals through the ship to whoever has a commbadge. It will delay individual messages, but we can do that now."


"Doesn't the replicator have the basic design? It'd just be a matter of getting them operational," he said, looking at the man with a thoughtful expression. "I mean, they might not have a huge range but I'm sure we could buff that," he said, thinking and running the math in his head. Compared to the power per square inch of old style batteries, modern systems could significantly boost the power output, as long as the circuit was upgraded to match.

He went over to a console and pulled up a diagram. "It's been a while since I've done something like this, but what do you think?" He asked the Engineer.

U.S.S Challenger [NCC-40117] / Re: S1E6 Ghost Town
« on: October 13, 2017, 07:08:43 PM »

Dylan turned and followed the man. "Very good, Mister Lek," he said. "Prepare a handful of handheld units, approximately a half-dozen, please?" he asked, but his tone making it clear this was an order, not a request, but a polite one. There was no need to be abrasive, so far. "And make sure they're independent of the console here. How long till we're good to go, with decent range?"

"Open a channel on VHF 16, see if we can get any type of signal. Let me know when it's done," he said, addressing the bridge crew. "That note was left for a reason, let's see who's out there."

U.S.S Challenger [NCC-40117] / Re: S1E6 Ghost Town
« on: October 13, 2017, 11:54:40 AM »

Lek heard the imperative and cringed again before replying.

=/\= "Aye Sir!" =/\=


"Lieutenant Lek reporting as ordered Sir."

He said evenly and waited for the news he did not want to hear.


Dylan turned and looked at the man. "Mister Lek," he started, "I need you to rig up a radio. Capable of using the old-earth voice channels of 30-300 MHz, and also capable of tapping into Federation comms channels. Make it happen." he said, giving the man a task. "Hook it through Science Station Two as well. Any questions?" He asked, looking at the short figure in front of him.

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