Not a problem, and welcome to the platform. There's plenty to do around here to whet your appetite if debating over starship design with the rest of us isn't always your speed.
Not a problem, and welcome to the platform. There's plenty to do around here to whet your appetite if debating over starship design with the rest of us isn't always your speed.
Anyway, back to spaceships, I think that arrowhead would probably work best, because like others have said, we don't want this thing to go unescorted, and it might need some strong engines to keep up with the smaller ships
Could a blunted arrowhead design work? It would be like an arrowhead, but with a small saucer or half-saucer at the front, and that way it could launch torpedos, while retaining the speed of the arrowhead
Anyway, back to spaceships, I think that arrowhead would probably work best, because like others have said, we don't want this thing to go unescorted, and it might need some strong engines to keep up with the smaller ships
Keep up in what sense? In terms of operations our ships are all going to top out at slightly above warp 5 and cruise at around warp 4 just because that's where warp tech is at the moment. Tactically, escorts would match their sublight speed to the Bulwark's if it is slower than the typical fleet element, or not be attached to the fleet if they couldn't keep formation with the Bulwark.
Keep up in what sense? In terms of operations our ships are all going to top out at slightly above warp 5 and cruise at around warp 4 just because that's where warp tech is at the moment. Tactically, as escorts the fleet would match its sublight speed to the Bulwark's of it is slower than the typical fleet element, or not be attached to the fleet if it couldn't keep formation with the Bulwark.
They went on a suicide run to do this. They very explicitly did this and it left them wide open to get absolutely mullered. Meanwhile "oh yeah, the [thing that starfleet canonically spends inordinate amounts of time trying, but never actually managing, to counter] will be easily countered" is wishful thinking.
Might want to add the Half-Saucer to your vote. The half saucer retains most of the firepower of the arrow, as well as the engine options, plus adds Torpedoes. It's also neck and neck with saucer and both of those have double the votes of arrowhead.
Anyway, back to spaceships, I think that arrowhead would probably work best, because like others have said, we don't want this thing to go unescorted, and it might need some strong engines to keep up with the smaller ships
The saucer design does have some merit to it as well though, it would work pretty well with the stingray, by providing defense against rear attacks when in formation, but the NX class can also do this pretty well already
I wonder if it would be possible to add in special design features, like torpedo tubes that can rotate like a wheel on the saucer, in order to fire in any direction
It seems like it would let us fire torpedoes backwards without permanently taking up too much space
Salty air, crisp and sharp, filled Captain Pekev's lungs as he took a meditative inhale whilst he stood mere inches from a railing overlooking California's golden coast; if he was human he would be gripping the metal rail hard enough to make his hands bleed. Pekev however was Vulcan, and Vulcans did not give heed to their emotions, resisted the urge to scream at the top of their lungs, decrying the indignities of a universe that at times refused to be peaceful. If nothing else, the California coastline served as a very effective meditation aid, reminding the Vulcan captain of his own childhood spent always near the ocean of his own homeworld. If he could Pekev could stand in his spot by the railing forever, taking in the distant sound of ocean waves, staring at the water as it danced in the distance; the only thing bad about the view was humanity's insistence on buildings that went against the natural flow of the land.
The huge red bridge in particular was extremely garish to Pekevs Vulcan sensibilities, and yet if he let go of the Vulcan predilection for natural spaces for a brief moment, he could appreciate how the bridge added to the scene a sense of humans triumph over nature; one that seemed as bold and brash as the humans themselves always seemed to Pekev. Right now however, Pekev thought, humanity needed a triumph of a different sort; as on the other side of Earth from the picturesque scene in front of him was a gaping wound wrought not by the whims of nature but by the whims of man. In the distance, Pekev heard the cries of seabirds, and the part of him that had always held interest in animals felt disappointment that there was a swath of earthly flora and fauna now irreparably damaged; despite the natural talent Vulcans had for meditating Pekev found it hard to get his thoughts to focus.
Unfocused as he was, he almost missed the approach of a human from the sleek and startlingly metallic balcony door behind him, though his sensitive Vulcan ears caught the hiss of the automatic door sliding open; and he turned around to greet the human a few seconds later than he would have preferred meaning the human had seen him staring into the San Francisco horizon.
"Nice view", said a female voice questioningly in false cheer, as the human an old lady with streaks of gray in her hair and a short stature walked up to the railing and all but leaned over the side; as if it would somehow give her a better angle on the scene than the balcony provided. "What does your logical mind think of it, hmm"?
Pekev considered the question, and briefly images of a younger Pekev poking around a tide pool with inquisitive interest, invaded his mind. Exhaling calmly, the Vulcan captain admired how clean the air was, and responded simply with "memorable"; as it was an adequate summation of his experiences so far. First there had been the neck and neck debate aboard the VCS Sh'ran about whether to help or not, then an inquiry to high command, and finally Pekev's decision to intervene without orders; after that the high command had scolded him harshly but had agreed that in matters of urgency Pekev's choices had been perfectly logical. Even if the high command did not wish to be viewed as humanity's protectors, that the aggressors were Romulans was in Pekevs opinion why he had not been hastily reassigned afterwards, that and the fact that the humans had all but demanded the crew of the Sh'ran stay a while for festivities and thanks to be given.
This human was only hiding behind a smile, Pekev could tell she was not genuinely feeling the emotions her facial expression held, and the human's imperfect mask cracked a bit at his one word answer. "That's it, that's all you have to say, they fucking nuked New Brazilia, of fucking course its memorable"!
Pekev raised an eyebrow, "yes", he stated calmly. "It is regrettable that so many lives were lost, the Romulan Star Empire is a conflict hungry power, I cannot see the logic behind their actions though; space is vast enough that war is illogical and based primarily on negative emotions reaching a boiling point; more than any physical concerns over resources or other such physical concepts".
"Good", said the human, sounding a little relieved "I would be worried if all you had to say on the topic was 'memorable'". The air chose that moment to pass by the balcony in a gust and Pekev noted that the human was in a dress uniform not built for the currently cold weather. "Let's continue talking inside, yeah"? The human asked, rubbing her arm in an attempt to warm up.
Pekev just inclined his head in an affirmative posture and went to follow her back through the automatic doors, in truth he had only said memorable because of childhood memories invoked by the ocean, he hadn't been thinking of the Romulan attack; and had missed the subtext and the question she had really been asking. As they made their way into a large room lined with human diplomats and the crew of the VCS Sh'ran alongside other crews from the various UE starships who had participated in the tragedy, all gathered around hastily set up food tables and conversing amongst each other. In the center of the room was a large aquarium, featuring several earth fish, and it was this feature that the human brought Pekev to.
"Right", the human said, clapping her hands and facing him whilst the aquarium served as a backdrop, "let's do this over ok"? "My name's Mariah Johnson, I'm currently Captain of the Whiptail, nice to meet you"...
The pause was an indication for Pekev to respond, "Pekev, acting captain of the VCS Sh'ran, greetings to you as well Captain". He stated before tacking on a question of his own, "for what purpose have you sought me out"?
In the tank behind Mariah, a silver scaled fish swam past her head, as she spoke. "Would you believe me if I said that I just wanted to meet a Vulcan in person"!
"Indeed", Pekev spoke in a level tone not quite believing her, "and here I am".
Mariah shook her head, "I wanted to thank you personally for interfering when you did Captain", there was something venomous in her gaze as she stared at Pekev. "Without you there I'm sure earth would have lost much more".
"It is fortunate", Pekev stated, not being one for conversation; he wondered where this human captain was going with her questions.
"You know", Mariah spoke turning away from Pekev and staring down into the aquarium for some reason, "we named the Stingray-class after an animal, generally thought of as an ambush predator, in the hope that we would only ever have to react; but that doesn't seem to be the case after"... She abruptly stopped her sentence, and mumbled something under her breath likely not meant for Pekev to hear. Yet due to his vulcan ears he heard it anyway, a whispered plea. "Gods, I don't want to go to war"...
Wisely, Pekev said nothing, and instead he looked down at the aquarium as well, there was a small gray animal on the bottom of the tank; its white underbelly pressing up against the glass revealing a mouth that made the creature look as if it was smiling. A barely perceptible frown traced Pekev's lips, and he stepped slightly closer to Mariah, "High Command has authorized me to offer environmental and medical aid to humanity" he said in words that seemed to hit Mariah like a sledgehammer.
"You-", she said in disbelief, despite the fact that it made logical sense for the Vulcan government to extend a helping hand in this scenario.
I just felt like writing something from a Vulcan perspective, don't know how well I did with this though. Also don't really know if this sort of thing is allowed but I've seen a few other people do it in this quest. New to SV
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