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#11

USS Discovery / Re: Season 16: Episode 1: Perf...

Last post by Malik Grippen - April 23, 2024, 04:37:40 PM

Commander Rayek tr'Lhoell
[Station -  Cloning lab-  outside the holding cells]

The sound of phaser fire as he glanced back towards his aggressor had the Romulan wincing.  However, the sound originated from Lachlyn not Malik.  He wanted to feel relieved but the fact that Malik inexplicably fired on both Vila and him, only led credence to his suspicion that these were Thinker programmed clones or replicants.  He could see that their were two Lachlyn's.  Which was the real one and which the clone?  What purpose did the clone serve, and importantly what would they be willing to do to achieve it?

Finally getting to his feet, Rayek completed his path to the downed Bajoran, though he angled himself to keep Tanner in his periphery.  He checked Vila or rather what he thought was Vila's clone for pulse, even as he addressed the waking away team members.

"Everyone... what is the last thing you remember?  I need you to answer one at time.  There's reason to believe the Away Team has been cloned by Thinker agents, as such, I hope you'll forgive me my intrusion."

Then as each spoke, Rayek would slip into the mind of each to read their surface thoughts, looking for anything that seemed off.

[Station, Science Lab]

"I remember us all being on the shuttle. The Discovery was providing cover for us as we approached the station. The captain, he communicated with the station and then I've woken up here. And there's another me lying on the floor right there."

He then got out of his pod, and went to the other pods. One of them contained the captain. He poked him awake. Another was Tanner. Which was awkward cause her clone was standing right there.

#12

USS Discovery / Re: Season 16: Episode 1: Perf...

Last post by Lek - April 23, 2024, 04:12:21 PM

[UUS Discovery - Unknown Location?]

For the first time, Nevir grimaced.  This was supposed to be quick and painless.  Prophets he already told them that he wasn't going to hurt anyone.  Except for some, but they deserved it.  Even if he didn't personally experience the tortures and tests, he was programmed with that knowledge and what they did.

"Transmitting frequency now.  Discovery is locked out so there shouldn't be interference.  I have their Engineer in Engineering securing that section, and I think there is enough confusion to keep the senior officers occupied.  This ship has a lot of interesting perks. 

He sighed though... he knew the station would have to be destroyed, but he didn't think they were going to kill the originals. "Rayek, killing the Starfleet officers wasn't part of the plan. The Intelligence torturers yes, and their precious station, but I thought we weren't trying to make an enemy of Starfleet."

Regardless of the answer, they still needed to get ready to finish off that prison. 

"Tekin to Lek.  The situation on the station is deteriorating.  Intelligence can hang me later... I think its time we blew that husk into dust.  See if you can restore power to the weapon systems, I think I have the virus purged.  I'm going to get propulsion back online so we can try to get our people before we destroy it."

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[Station - Cloning Lab]

The Captain's eyes slowly opened, and then fluttered as he regained consciousness.  His body still felt numb, but the familiar pins of needles told him that he was slowly regaining feeling.  He turned his head towards the source of noise, and was surprised to see... his first officer?  If he was here, who was in control of the ship?

"C-commander?"

[Main Engineering - USS Discovery]

Lek wasn't a suspicious person. It took a while to earn his trust, but he didn't actively distrust people until they had given him reason. Being in Engineering, he rarely had a picture of what was going on outside his realm and especially off the ship, the message he just received from the captain confirmed his worst fears. Whatever was going on had compromised the captain. Tekin was a lot of things, but 'blow to dust' was not his way. It looked like the Doctor was right and it was time to take desperate steps. In reply he said.

"Understood Sir. I'm on it."

To the Engineering staff he said.

"Okay, here's how it is. Whatever it is this station was doing has infected the crew. First, We are not going to be working on weapons or unlocking the warp core. I do want teams three and five to set up power relays that mimic that those systems are working, but I want weapons disabled. Nothing permanent, just disconnect a couple power couplings, same with the warp coils. Second, start replicating breathing masks in case they try to flood this compartment with anesthezine gas. I will reroute environmental controls down here so they can't, but just in case think come up with a means to toss canisters of the stuff in here.

"I believe we are on our own. I can't set the self-destruct sequence, but I can set a phaser on overload next to the intermix chamber that will be just as good. I don't want to meet the Blessed Exchequer today, but I will not allow this ship to be taken. Now get to work."

["Score one for the 'Wu Defense'."]

#13

USS Challenger-A / Re: S6: E2 - Truth and Consequ...

Last post by Ian Galloway - April 23, 2024, 02:32:42 PM

[{NPC} Admiral Hamish Gillespie | Ops | Deck One | Starbase 185]

"I wouldn't be surprised if they did," Gillespie said. "With their twenty-first century mind set, it's entirely possible, and I wouldn't be surprised if the changing of minds was a result of violence, either," he added, remembering how the first half of the twenty-first century was the most dangerous time to be in.

"Bullocks, these people make the Krenim and the Iconians look like the Sanctuary Districts. What's the estimated time of arrival for that pulse?" he asked, looking around to the sensor people.

[Station Ops - Starbase 185]

Ian was dearly hoping that Gillespie was wrong, but based on what happened in Magana, he couldn't be certain. In response to the admiral's question, the Stations Operation officer spoke up and said.

"We have detected a pattern Sir. Since the first pulse, there have been five more. One every ten minutes for a total of six. Each is progressively closer and more powerful. Each pulse seems to be occurring roughly five lightyears apart. The next one will be right on top of us. There, I've just detected pulse number seven. The next pulse will hit in five seconds!"

Sonak immediately announced.

"All hands brace for impact."

As per the Ops officer's countdown, the pulse hit the station and the whole massive structure shuddered. Ian could only marvel at the amount of energy it would take to make something as large as a starbase shudder, but the temporal pulse hit the shields backed by polarized chronitons and dissipated just as it had for the Challenger. He sighed in relief and replied.

"Score one for the 'Wu Defense'."

When Sonak arched an eyebrow in his direction like only a Vulcan could manage, he said.

"Named after Alexander Wu, Operations officer on the Challenger, he's the one that thought of usin' chronitons as a shield against a temporal pulse."

"Sir, we are being hailed, radio frequency."

Ian had to choke back replying as this was not his command as Sonak spoke.

"On screen."

"Greetings people of the Federation. We are from the planet Land. I am Marek Garr and my companion is Neediki Remos. We would like to speak to Captain Ian Galloway of the USS Challenger."

Ian blanched and muttered.

"Bollicks."

#14

Outpost Solaere / Re: S1E2 - Love Thy Neighbor

Last post by Charlotte Fawkes - April 23, 2024, 02:21:14 PM

[{NPC} Lieutenant Savar | Operations Center | Deck One | Outpost Solaere]

Savar nodded at Ensign Fawkes and then he transmitted a message to Sickbay before he left.

From: Lieutenant Savar
To: Emergency Medical Hologram Mark XII

I have a science officer who has a sample of what may be plaguing the colony below. Can you please join us and lend us your expertise? We will be in the medical laboratory in the Sickbay Facilities nearby.

He got a reply back from a comm call.

"Sickbay to Savar. I think I can be spared. My patients are out of trouble now, so I'll gladly join you. Incidentally, you can always comm me."

"Apologies, but I would feel it odd to call Sickbay and ask for the EMH," Savar said.

"Feeling's mutual, Lieutenant, seeing as us holograms are the best medical personnel currently. That also includes Counselor Drylo, if psychiatry can be included. Out."

Savar then arose. "Excuse me commanders, but I need to see what my department will see with the sample Ensign Fawkes has brought along."

[{NPC} Emergency Medical Hologram Mark XII | Medical Lab | Sickbay | Deck Fourteen | Outpost Solaere]

"Excuse me, Counselor, but I need to confer with some Science personnel regarding this bacteria. Activate the EMH Mark One." Once the Mark Twelve set the Mark One to relieve him in treatment, he headed to the medical lab.

The medical lab was a good place to work on treatments in the past, but it had long been neglected. The Science Department had been helping to patch it back up, with help from the Operations officers, and it was an excellent place for Science and Medical to confer. As with now.

For his part, the EMH informed Feeva where he will be, activated the Mark One for treatment assistance, and walked over. It felt like a nice change to walk somewhere, rather than transmit over.

As he and Savar watched the Science personnel work, he could see that it was confirmed to be the cholera strain. What was more, he recognized the strain. But there was something odd about the sample as he observed, giving his medical expertise.

"If I may," the EMH said, "I've examined the bacteria myself in treating the patients nearby. There's something about the bacteria..."

He pulled up the microscopic details of the bacteria to the Science officers. They were the same in shape, owing to how lean and oval they were, like hot dogs or bratwursts or macaroni noodles. However, there was a difference.

"Look at the samples from the scans," he said, beginning with the right handed image. "The bacteria in the bloodstream in particular. The pili from the cell wall is highly extended, bearing semblance to a Terran fugu fish, only making the pili look extremely hairy. The bacteria in the water, however, looks different, the pili look so...dormant, withdrawn..."

As he gestured to the left hand image, he perked up, realization dawning on him. He then turned to Savar. "Mister Savar, might I have a blood sample?"

"What for?" he asked.

"I have an inkling," he said, getting a hypospray. Savar said nothing, but stood by to indicate he was ready. The EMH then drew out some blood from the hypospray. He then got a beaker, poured some contaminated water in, and then erected a forcefield, for Savar's sake, around a microscope and table and brought the samples together. He had a holographic screen on and he showed the images from the microscope.

The cholera bacteria from the beaker showed it still, but when Vulcan blood was introduced and the water greened up, the bacteria instantly poofed pili, like how a cat puffs its tail or when a fugu puffs its spines (earning it its more popular name, "puffer fish"). Instantly, the bacteria began attacking the blood cells, latching onto each cell in its puffiness, and sending some sort of substance out in the process.

"I knew it," the EMH said. "The bacteria seems to activate once exposed to Vulcan blood cells. It seems like it attacks the blood cells the same way Borg nanoprobes do so, and begins expelling its internal ribosomes to spread the disease, attacking the blood vessels before eventually clogging up.

"Look at the ribosomes," he added, "see how they themselves look to be like the shingles virus in miniature, spreading about to cause symptoms of shingles, particularly to cause pain to the afflicted for a long time."

"Curious," said Savar. "If I didn't know better, I'd say this is more than just a mutation. It's entirely possible this bacteria was genetically modified. Given the reports of cholera in Oaish'le, I would wager a hunch the Romulans are suffering similar symptoms, but not as fast as this particular strain. Besides, some Vulcans share some genetic similarities to Romulans, so it's entirely possible this strain was amplified for greater effect."

"Oh, I shudder to think this was engineered," the EMH said as he sent disinfectant sprays around his station and himself. "If this was potentially weaponized...who could have done this?"

"And in any case, how do we know it won't affect any non-Vulcans, let alone non-Romulans?"

"It did occur to me," the EMH said. "Ensign Fawkes, if it's all right with you, I'd like a sample of your blood. I want to see how the bacteria will react to a non-Vulcan blood sample."

Fawkes stood back and watched as the Mark XII EMH brought up the hologram of the cholera strain from New Jericho. The EMH was thorough in his explanation and its unique attributes, though the implications of the mutated cholera were troublesome. And watching the bacteria react to Savar's sampled blood, Charlotte found herself in agreement with the Vulcan lieutenant.

Once asked for a sample of her blood, the ensign allowed the EMH to extract the necessary amount.  "There's an old earth saying – if it looks like a duck, swims like a duck, and quacks like a duck, then it probably is a duck. I'd say we have a duck here, but more tests are needed." As her blood sample and the bacterium were combined, Fawkes addressed Savar. "As I indicated before, I think it would be prudent if we tested all the aquafers for leaks and the sewage for signs of this specific bacteria, if such tests aren't already in progress. If this is a bioweapon and we can determine how it was engineered, that may lead to a suspect."

[[Station - Operations Center]]

#15

USS Discovery / Re: Season 16: Episode 1: Perf...

Last post by Tekin Nevir - April 23, 2024, 01:55:21 PM

rRayek tr'Lhoell
[Station - Operations Center]

rRayek was watching the clone Lieutenant Commander fire on the unactivated Bajoran, and waiting on the Vulcan's reply, when the Captain's call came in.  This time he didn't attempt to speak quietly. 

"Just finished locking down the station personnel.  Had to send your other Lt Commander to deal with one of the unactivated clones, and my original. They'd gone and woke up the originals that Hrafn had secured in the lab holding cells.  We're going to have to destroy the entire station to keep the situation under wraps. But first, I need the ship's shield frequencies so that I can beam myself and the other activated clones to the Discovery.  From there we can help you gain control."

[UUS Discovery - Unknown Location?]

For the first time, Nevir grimaced.  This was supposed to be quick and painless.  Prophets he already told them that he wasn't going to hurt anyone.  Except for some, but they deserved it.  Even if he didn't personally experience the tortures and tests, he was programmed with that knowledge and what they did.

"Transmitting frequency now.  Discovery is locked out so there shouldn't be interference.  I have their Engineer in Engineering securing that section, and I think there is enough confusion to keep the senior officers occupied.  This ship has a lot of interesting perks. 

He sighed though... he knew the station would have to be destroyed, but he didn't think they were going to kill the originals. "Rayek, killing the Starfleet officers wasn't part of the plan. The Intelligence torturers yes, and their precious station, but I thought we weren't trying to make an enemy of Starfleet."

Regardless of the answer, they still needed to get ready to finish off that prison. 

"Tekin to Lek.  The situation on the station is deteriorating.  Intelligence can hang me later... I think its time we blew that husk into dust.  See if you can restore power to the weapon systems, I think I have the virus purged.  I'm going to get propulsion back online so we can try to get our people before we destroy it."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

[Station - Cloning Lab]

The Captain's eyes slowly opened, and then fluttered as he regained consciousness.  His body still felt numb, but the familiar pins of needles told him that he was slowly regaining feeling.  He turned his head towards the source of noise, and was surprised to see... his first officer?  If he was here, who was in control of the ship?

"C-commander?"

["Thank you Admiral, Captain. When we left them, what's now close ta three weeks ago, the Landsers had agreed ta suspend Fold Space operations, but looks like the Land Moot ended up changin' their minds about doin' so. The question that comes ta my mind is what has prompted this visit?"]

#16

USS Challenger-A / Re: S6: E2 - Truth and Consequ...

Last post by Nira Said - April 23, 2024, 01:17:56 PM

[Station Ops - Starbase 185]

Ian breathed a sigh of relief when Gillespie supported him and Sonak agreed with the highly unusual requests. He shuddered to think how long it would take reset all the isolinear chips on a Watchtower-Class starbase, it would have to be weeks.

"Thank you Admiral, Captain. When we left them, what's now close ta three weeks ago, the Landsers had agreed ta suspend Fold Space operations, but looks like the Land Moot ended up changin' their minds about doin' so. The question that comes ta my mind is what has prompted this visit?"

Ian could only hope there hadn't been more upheaval and a less friendly government was now in charge.

[{NPC} Admiral Hamish Gillespie | Ops | Deck One | Starbase 185]

"I wouldn't be surprised if they did," Gillespie said. "With their twenty-first century mind set, it's entirely possible, and I wouldn't be surprised if the changing of minds was a result of violence, either," he added, remembering how the first half of the twenty-first century was the most dangerous time to be in.

"Bullocks, these people make the Krenim and the Iconians look like the Sanctuary Districts. What's the estimated time of arrival for that pulse?" he asked, looking around to the sensor people.

#17

USS Allegheny: A Life Well Lived / Re: Featured Mission - A Life ...

Last post by Lorut Vila - April 23, 2024, 01:06:17 PM

{Alien Planet
Up a tree}

Vila nodded, forgetting that Murphy and Helga couldn't see her. 

Okay, Be really careful up there!

"I will," she replied, concentrating carefully on placing her feet and hands where they would be the most balanced. "There's berries up here!" She replied. "Grape like fruits, but red," she said. "I can toss some down if you two can gather them. I'll be quick," she said. She scaled the tree a bit more. 

"Auuugggh!!" She cried out-not out of fear, but surprise. "Oh my gosh, there's something up here," she called out. "An...animal." She smiled lightly at the creature. "Hello. My name is Lorut Vila. I promise I won't bother you if you don't bite me. I just want some of these berries. I promise to leave enough for you to eat, too," she said. 

The creature just watched her as she tossed down a handful of the berries, along with the stems and leaves. She didn't know what would be edible or not. "Do you want to come along?" she asked the creature. It could be useful to them, if it were friendly. 

She raised her voice a little back down to Murph and Helga. 

"I am coming down," she said, beginning her descent carefully. Too much time up here could be more dangerous-if she got too comfortable, she risked getting sloppy-and then getting hurt. 

#18

USS Discovery / Re: Season 16: Episode 1: Perf...

Last post by Lorut Vila - April 23, 2024, 12:54:11 PM

Station Lab
Clone Pod Lorut Vila 

Her brain was still a little fuzzy but she quickly realized that whatever was happening was urgent, and without care or concern to her current appearance or physical state, stood up, a bit shaky on her feet. 

"What is happening?" She asked aloud. She looked around. She had realized that the phantom her standing over her previously was a clone. But why?! She quickly reached for the dead...woman's (?) phaser, and then looked to Grippen. "Commander...wake the Captain. I will tend to the other Commander. Any idea where our clothes are?" She looked down at the gown she wore. At least this time she was covered. 

She approached Rayek carefully. "Are you the real Commander  tr'Lhoell?" She asked. "Should I wake the Captain?" She asked. "We need to leave. If I can find a replicator, I can...find our uniforms. I can show you all how to blow this place up..." she said. Her mind's inability to connect the dots was irritating, and she was fighting her natural inclination to slip back into old habits of "shoot first and ask later" and her general malcontent. 

"Lieutenant M'Nia, can you help me turn on the Replicators here?" She asked the Caitian. "If we can get those up, even for a moment, I may have enough power to figure out how to turn the pods off..." 

['Nobody]

#19

USS Challenger-A / Re: S6: E2 - Truth and Consequ...

Last post by Neva Cordon - April 23, 2024, 11:28:09 AM

[Party]

Ardyn shook her head as she wiped off her mouth after the sudden scene that just happened, face somewhat flushed from embarrassment, given that all eyes were now on her.  "No. I just had the two shots. Was actually trying to avoid a hangover today so I could pick up Mads later," she said, really confused as to why she lost her lunch. If she wanted to, normally she could hold her liquor pretty well. Several years on the circuits would do that.  She wasn't even really drunk right now, at least, she didn't feel that way." Everything seemed just fine before she had that glass of punch.

"That punch had a weird aftertaste, did you guys notice it? she asked the others standing around their table.

[ACEO Lt.JG Neva Cordon|Starbase 185|Mayflower Function Room]


Neva sipped her scotch, eyes dancing over the room. She'd felt something wasn't "right." People were "popping drunk" quicker than any should. She could feel their shock and surprise at an admission of something they didn't usually say. What would cause that?

Neva grabbed her glass & took the final sip. Grimacing slightly from the burn, she put the glass down and headed for the refreshment table. As she gathered the food, Neva kept scanning the room in her Betazoid fashion. No one seemed to be feeling "proud" or "happy" from what they'd done, but she wasn't surprised. How many people actually watched their handiwork so overtly? She gave a little snort of laughter and shook her head to dismiss the thought.

She took a small amount of punch, then returned to her table. Setting everything in front of her, she hit her comm badge and murmured, "Computer, scan this plate and cup for any..." She stopped a moment, considering how to phrase her request. Her lips thinning into a line and pulling in a deep breath through her nose, the young engineer continued."Computer, scan this food and drink for any contaminants that could affect those in this room."


"Scan results show the punch has an 80% concentration of Cardassian Truth  Serum. All other edibles are not contaminated."

Neva's eyes widened in surprise. She almost jumped out of her chair & looked for someone who either was or had been Medical trained. Not seeing someone off the bat, she made her way to Alex's side. Tapping his right shoulder from behind, she leaned in and whispered loud enough for only him to hear.


"Alex, someone spiked the punch. Get everyone to stop drinking it. I'm not sure of what someone's after, but a scan I did showed it had been contaminated with Cardassian Truth Serum." Before he could answer, Neva tore away and knocked a crewman's hand away from the punch bowl's ladle. "Don't drink that! Get something from the bar or the replicator. Trust me!" She hissed. She got an annoyed look and a muttered curse as the crewman left the table. Neva rolled her eyes and surreptitiously grabbed the punch bowl and headed to a replicator to dispose of it.

'Nobody messes with my crew!' She thought angrily 'They may not be on my Iron Lady, but they're with my Iron Lady!'

[[Outpost Solaere - Gym]]

#20

Station Holodeck / Re: Surprise visit.

Last post by Danjar-Torra Addams - April 23, 2024, 03:01:42 AM

Lieutenant Danjar-Torra Addams
[Outpost Solaere - Gym]

His words brought tears of happiness to her eyes.  It was more than just his words of commitment that was a relief.  She hadn't realized until that moment just how worried she'd been about him. Two years was a long time.  So much had happened since he'd left. 

She wondered had he been worried about her at all during that time? Perhaps maybe a little at hearing about Frontier Day and Discovery's presence as part of the Enterprise's honour guard?  But that had happened nearly a year ago... yet now was when he chose to return... when it was convenient to him... not when she had needed someone to hold her, comfort her in the aftermath of that horrible day. 

Such thoughts put a damper on what should have been a happy day.