STAR TREK: A Long Road (Voyager Fix It Quest)

SHIP & CREW ROSTER
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NAME
USS Voyager
PROF.
MULTIROLE
CLASS
Sovereign Class Heavy Exploration Vessel
CONST
2371
SHIELDS
19/19​
RESISTANCE
5​
SCALE
6​
POWER
Yup!​
CREW SUPPORT
6​
SMALL CRAFT
5​
COMMS
ENGINES
STRUCTURE
COMPUTERS
SENSORS
WEAPONS
10​
10​
10​
9​
10​
10​
COMMAND
3​
13​
13​
13​
12​
13​
13​
CONNING
2​
12​
12​
12​
11​
12​
12​
ENGINEERING
2​
12​
12​
12​
11​
12​
12​
SECURITY
3​
13​
13​
13​
12​
13​
13​
SCIENCE
3​
13​
13​
13​
12​
13​
13​
MEDICINE
2​
12​
12​
12​
11​
12​
12​
TALENTS
Command Ship: When using Command tasks to create traits, may be assisted by the ship and can grant this trait to allied ships, away parties and landing teams the ship has a comlink with.
EMH: Can summon the EMH without needing to spend crew support.
High Resolution Sensors: +1 momentum when using sensors out of combat.
Improved Power Systems: Reduce the difficulty to Regain Power by 1 (to a minimum of 1) and can buy off complications for 1 momentum.
Improved Warp Drive: When going to warp, roll 1d20. If the roll is under the engine score, it does not cost Reserve Power:
SPECIAL ABILITIES
Saucer Separation: Can separate into two ships with Scale-1, and 1/2 their systems (round up.) This cannot be reversed outside of dry dock.
Sovereign Class: Voyager is a Sovereign class, meaning it has everything that a Sovereign class has.
Maquis Crew: A large portion of the crew is a part of the Maquis - and thus, not exactly on the up and up with Starfleet styles!
TRAITS
Starfleet Ship: The ships is a highly advanced starfleet ship with a well trained crew, holodecks, replicators and so on.
WEAPONS
Phaser Array
Range: Medium | Damage: 8 | Qualities: Area (can hit one target per momentum spent within the same zone), Spread (reduce the cost of Devastating Attack by -1 momentum, and make it Repeatable), Versatile 2 (add 2 momentum on a successful hit)

Photon Torpedo
Range: Long | Damage: 5 | Qualities: High Yield (when it inflicts a breach, add +1 breach - either improving the intensity or hitting a second system, attacker's choice.)

Quantum Torpedo
Range: Long | Damage: 6 | Qualities: Calibration (requires a prepare minor action before being fired), High Yield (See Above), Intense (-1 momentum cost to add to damage)

Tractor Beam (Strength 5)

CREW COMPLIMENT (Base Stat: 9 | Base Skill: 2)
CO: Captain Katheryn Janeway (Skilled: Command, Science | Weakness: Combat)
SPECIAL ABILITY: "We Can Be Better" - if you succeed on any diplomatic check with Janeway, Get +1 momentum​
XO: Commander D-91 (Skilled: Command | Weakness: Socialization)
HELM: Lt. Tom Paris (Skilled: Conn | Weakness: Not Being A Fucking Up)
TACTICAL: Ensign Harry Kimm (Skilled: Gunnery | Weakness: Harry Kim)
SECURITY: Lt. JG Amy Strong (Skilled: Personal Combat | Weakness: Lying)
MAQUIS HEADBREAKER: C'nola (Skilled: Combat, Sneaking and Scheming | Weakness: Emotional Wreck)​
SCIENCE: Tuvok (Skilled: Science | Weakness: Emotionless)
COMMS: Lt. Bian T'are (Skilled: Communications | Weakness: Combat)
MEDICAL: The EMH (Skilled: Doctor | Weakness: Kind of a Dick)
ENGINEER: B'lanna Torres (Skilled: Engineering | Weakness: Also a dick)

SECONDARY CHARACTERS
Ensign Steve (Useless Security Goon)
Ensign Becky (plural fighter jock)
Petty Officer Third Class Jessie (Hard working engineer)
Crewman Billingsly (Dude, Billingsly!)
Crewman Chandra (Concerned Crewman)
Bifurcate (bidimensional robot girlfriend of Harry Kim)
Princess Lyan Positron (runaway daughter of magician most foul and girlfriend of Harry Kim)
Soria Flyte (Pegasus girl and girlfriend of Harry Kim)
Mirror Universe Trevor (he's fine!)
Gelli Vlee: Goo Girl Gonna Get Gloriously Gay!
NAME
MRSS Val Jean
PROF.
TACOPS
CLASS
Keldon Class Heavy Cruiser
CONST
2370
SHIELDS
12/12​
RESISTANCE
5​
SCALE
4​
POWER
7/7​
CREW SUPPORT
4​
SMALL CRAFT
3​
COMMS
ENGINES
STRUCTURE
COMPUTERS
SENSORS
WEAPONS
BREACHES
0/4
0/4
0/4
0/4
0/4
0/4
9​
9​
9​
8​
7​
10​
COMMAND
3​
12​
12​
12​
11​
10​
13​
CONNING
2​
11​
11​
11​
10​
9​
12​
ENGINEERING
2​
11​
11​
11​
10​
9​
12​
SECURITY
3​
12​
12​
12​
11​
10​
13​
SCIENCE
1​
10​
10​
10​
9​
8​
11​
MEDICINE
2​
11​
11​
11​
10​
9​
12​
TALENTS
Electronic Warfare Suite: Whenever making a Jamming or Intercept communications check, can spend 2 momentum to select +1 target (repeatable.)
Fast Targeting Systems: No +1 diff for called shots
Improved Hull Integrity: +1 Resistance
Cloaking Device: Spend 3 power, and make a Control+Engineering + Engines + Security check with a diff of 2. If successful, gain the Cloaked Trait (impossible to detect, cannot attack, shields are down.) It takes a minor action to decloak.
TRAITS
Cardassian Ship – Durable, uncomfortable, close, cramped and cheap. Thinks creature comforts are for other people and technical sophistication is for people who haven't spent decades starving to death. The fact that the starving could have been avoided if the government were less...you know, monstrous doesn't seem to have occurred to that many of them.
Okampan Crew – the crew are bright, perky, cheerful, and incredibly psychically powerful. Individually, they're all better than Vulcans, and as a gestalt? Who knows!
WEAPONS
Phaser Arrays
Power Cost: 1-3 | Range: Medium | Damage: 7-9cd (Spread: Hit +1 time at ½ damage per effect OR Area)
Versatile 2: Gain X bonus momentum with a successful hit
Disruptor Banks
Range: Medium | Damage: 8-10cd (Vicious 1: Each effect adds +1 damage)
Tractor Beam (Strength 3)

CREW COMPLIMENT (Base Stat: 8 | Base Skill: 1)
CO: Lt. Commander Brian Wacoche (Skilled: Commando Tactics | Weakness: Independent)
TACTICAL: Seska (Skilled: Being Seska | Weakness: Everything Else)
CONN: R'lash skilled: Piloting | Weakness: Romulan Fuckup)
ESPIONAGE: Kes (Skilled: Commando Tactics | Weakness: Naive)
CREWPEEPS: V'orak (sometimes girl gorn)

Crewman Stadi - Age 23, Betazoid, born Beta Colony-5 to Zani and Talwyn of the House of Riis, survived by her sisters Tari and Batri.
R'mor - age 182, Vulcan, burn on Romulus to R'tan and Leslali, survived by his twelve nieces and nephews across the Empire
 
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[x] Screw it. Exfiltrate under fire! (the Kazon get free shots at you, but you can leave before being detected

Well heck, just gonna go with this cause I can't think of anything better
 
[X] The torpedoes are here and the shuttle isn't. Stuff yourselves in the torpedoes and use them to get off the moon. You'll rendezvous with the shuttle in space.

Yeah, I'm still advocating for grand theft torpedo, but then you know what they say about third times.
 
[X] The torpedoes are here and the shuttle isn't. Stuff yourselves in the torpedoes and use them to get off the moon. You'll rendezvous with the shuttle in space.

Yeah, I'm still advocating for grand theft torpedo, but then you know what they say about third times.
I do like that dr strangelove energy. Would we even need to worry about g forces with a transwarp drive? Just weird retroevolution stuff

[X] The torpedoes are here and the shuttle isn't. Stuff yourselves in the torpedoes and use them to get off the moon. You'll rendezvous with the shuttle in space.
 
G-forces might be a factor at the start when the torpedoes launch off the rails, but I have to imagine that they're equipped with inertial dampeners. Electronics aren't that much more immune to sudden high accelerations than biological bodies.
 
[X] The torpedoes are here and the shuttle isn't. Stuff yourselves in the torpedoes and use them to get off the moon. You'll rendezvous with the shuttle in space.

Or, how I learned to stop worrying and love the bomb transwarp torpedoes.
 
I am suddenly reminded of the game seventh sea for some reason... And feel an urge to curse Lewis.

I don't even know a Lewis.
 
I feel like this can only go right...
[X] The torpedoes are here and the shuttle isn't. Stuff yourselves in the torpedoes and use them to get off the moon. You'll rendezvous with the shuttle in space.
 
[X] The torpedoes are here and the shuttle isn't. Stuff yourselves in the torpedoes and use them to get off the moon. You'll rendezvous with the shuttle in space.

Sure. :D

But also:

[X] Take some quick shots at those O2 tanks they're using for cover; it shouldn't be much of a distraction for us, but if they fail in an exciting enough way, it might be significantly more of a distraction for the Kazon.
 
[X] The torpedoes are here and the shuttle isn't. Stuff yourselves in the torpedoes and use them to get off the moon. You'll rendezvous with the shuttle in space.

Still need those parts.

But if we can do without:
[X] Screw it. Exfiltrate under fire! (the Kazon get free shots at you, but you can leave before being detected
 
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[X] The torpedoes are here and the shuttle isn't. Stuff yourselves in the torpedoes and use them to get off the moon. You'll rendezvous with the shuttle in space.

This segues into different crew members getting hyperevolved, which I'm down for.
 
Adhoc vote count started by DragonCobolt on Aug 21, 2023 at 12:36 PM, finished with 12 posts and 7 votes.

  • [X] The torpedoes are here and the shuttle isn't. Stuff yourselves in the torpedoes and use them to get off the moon. You'll rendezvous with the shuttle in space.
    [x] Screw it. Exfiltrate under fire! (the Kazon get free shots at you, but you can leave before being detected
    [X] Take some quick shots at those O2 tanks they're using for cover; it shouldn't be much of a distraction for us, but if they fail in an exciting enough way, it might be significantly more of a distraction for the Kazon.


Technically, the shuttle IS here, just, parked in hiding.

Anyway

Roll a 3d20, diff 2!

As you do so, the Kazon will shoot at you

Well, ONE got a hit! That's 7 damage! (disruptors have vicious 1 so the 6 = 2! So, 0+2+1+2+1+1 or, as the math says, 7!

That's an injury! BUT TO WHOME!?

Dun dun dun!

...anyway, roll 2d20, not 3d20 cause one of the two can't help
DragonCobolt threw 2 20-faced dice. Reason: Pew Pew! Total: 34
17 17 17 17
DragonCobolt threw 2 20-faced dice. Reason: Pew Pew! Total: 20
10 10 10 10
DragonCobolt threw 6 6-faced dice. Reason: Zzap! Total: 15
4 4 6 6 1 1 2 2 1 1 1 1
 
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INITIATIONS (0.9)
Tuvok leaned around the corner of his cover, then glanced at Kes. "I have-" he started.

Then a disruptor bolt hit him about three inches above and slightly to the right a vulcan organ roughly analogous to the kidney. Misted, bright green blood exploded into the air before and behind him and he dropped to the ground, instantly unconscious and kept alive by a combination of Vulcan fortitude and the immense amount of drugs his space suit immediately began to pump into his body. As he sprawled on the ground, Kes hissed softly as she felt the intense, bone deep terror of a mission that had gone very wrong. They didn't have the time to sprint for the shuttle. They didn't have time for anything...but the most insane idea that she had ever had.

Because, from her position, Kes noticed that the nose cone of one of the transwarp torpedoes had been blasted right off by a stray disruptor bolt. She saw that the warhead compartment was full of sensors, rather than explosives. Of course, the transwarp torpedo was meant to go at transwarp, they wanted every bit of data that they could wring out of the thing the instant it launched.

So.

Kes slammed down the buttons that Tuvok himself had told her to never touch, unless she absolutely had to. Then she hucked her phaser rifle directly at the Kazon men. The phaser rifle began to transmit, on every radio band and sonic frequency it could (even if those sounds were swallowed up by vacuum) the same repeated phrase, translated instantly through their universal systems.

"i have become an explosive device! I will explode in...thirty seconds! I have become an explosive device! I will explode in...twenty nine seconds!"

The rifle slammed into the ground, kicking up a spray of lunar regolith. The Kazon looked down at the rifle, then up at Kes, who sprinted straight for the torpedo.

They did some math.

"Fall back! Fall back!"

The marines started to turn and bound away - one of them abandoning all safety to spring up and over the barracks with a single vaulting leap. Kes didn't have time to be impressed. She was just counting under her breath along with the voice buzzing through her radio, a voice joined by an incredulous Torres. "Kes, what the hell is going on in there? We just got a self destructing phaser alert and Tuvok's bioalert says he got hit by a fucking disruptor!"

"He did!" Kes said, her hands grabbing onto the internal components of the torpedo. She barely noticed the damage she did to the siding as she wrenched backwards. Adrenaline versus cheap aluminum and simple screw bolts. The aluminum was the weak part, and the entire elaborate Ogla sensor technology grid came out in a spray of filaments.

"Shit. We're going to pick you up."

"You sure are, go to, uh, coordinates 98 by 22 by 30, in the third parallel of the terminator!"

"That's five hundred thousand kilometers away and approaching deep fucking space, but, okay, I assume you got a plan," Torres said.

The shuttle screamed by overhead.

"I have become an explosive device! I will explode in five seconds!"

Kes grabbed onto Tuvok. She shoved him, feet first, into the torpedo. The best to deal with acceleration, right? No, shit, that was on your back. Wasn't it? Fuck, she couldn't remember. Fuck, the acceleration would be minimal. The torpedoes went fast by warping spacetime, not by squirting out reaction mass.

"I have become an explosive device! I will explode in four seconds!"

Kes swung herself up. She squeezed in next to Tuvok. Blood smeared all over her - bubbling and boiling out of his wound, despite the best efforts of the suit.

"I have become an explosive device! I will explode in three!"

Kes grabbed onto Tuvok's tricorder. It was still linked to the base's control computers.

Half a dozen Kazon marines bounded towards a crater. Their Ogla equivalent to a staff sergeant - a Yeltak if you were curious - dragged them down into the crater, bellowing. "Inverse square's done all she can for us, lads!"

"I have become an explosive device! I will explode in two!"

Kes brought up the launch controls.

An eager-but-not-exceptionally-bright Kazon private (Ortak) peeked over the rim of the crater.

"I have become an explosive device! I will explode...now!"

The Ortak hissed. "It was a fucking-"

The torpedoes shot into space, stretching as they outran their own light, smearing towards the heavens and leaving behind a tiny white flash.

The psuedo-nuclear fireball that consumed the base only didn't blind the Ortak because his helmet immediately polarized, turning bright gold and reflecting the massive, pillar of blazing fire and molten regolith that streamed upwards, escape velocity jetting it high, high, high into a semi-stable orbit around the moon that had earned herself one brand new crater.

See...

The base still had her tiny, purring antimatter reactor in the basement.

E = MC^2 remained one of the more forceful suggestions of physics out there.

Also, the most pretty. From a distance.

***
"You did a good job," Janeway said, standing beside Kes as both of them watched from beyond the safety of a filtration and containment force field - as the Doctor leaned over Tuvok, humming quietly as he worked. The faint buzzing sound of a dermal regenerator, and the quiet burble of life support technology almost blocked out the Doctor's humming. Almost.

"I don't feel like I did a good job," Kes said, quietly.

"I don't think I've seen a mission that had this much bad luck. A dilithium micrometeorite? That's rare, even for a system with that much poorly regulated mining." Janeway turned to face Kes, who looked haggard and hunched. "You should take some time in the holodeck. Once the radiation meds are done with you."

Kes made a face, looking down at her arm - where a med-patch was hissing away.

"The problem with launching without a nose cone," she said.

"Honestly? I'm glad their prototypes didn't work," Janeway said. "Undergoing even warp three without radiation shielding is no fun. I wouldn't want to imagine what transwarp would do to you." She patted Kes's shoulder, gently. "And you got Tuvok home. That's what matters."

The force field opened and the Doctor walked through. "Once again, your only photonic barrier between a messy and untimely death stands triumphant over entropy," The Doctor said, dryly. "And I can't even brag about it. Some dark ages medico from the 22nd century could have done just as well as I had. Maybe not with a Vulcan, but...you humans were busy having a nuke chucking match with the romulans at the time, weren't you?"

"The first Romulan War, yes," Janeway said, smiling wryly. "United Earth versus the Romulans - it was before the Federation. Captain Archer's era, you know." She paused. "You know, one of his ship's logs covered an event where he had to deal with an experimental romulan mine..." She turned to Kes. "Might help you feel less alone out there?"

"Did he also get heavily irradiated and almost kill the chief of security?" Kes asked, smiling dolefully.

"Yes, actually," Janeway said. "You'd also like Trip."

"Who's he?"

"She was an exceptional engineer from the era. Creative problem solver. Also did lots of tricks with improvised explosives using particle guns," Janeway said, then gave Kes a nod. "Keep on the meds."

"Aye, Captain!" Kes saluted, tiredly.

Janeway walked out of the medbay, and found that Torres and Brian Wacoche were waiting for her.

"Good news," Torres said, grinning as she did so. She didn't look tired. She looked energized. "I've ripped the transwarp components to pieces and...while they're not heading in the right direction, they are heading in an interesting direction. There's some really cool articulations we can put into multivariform warp bubble geometries."

"Will it make us faster?" Janeway asked.

"No," Torres said.

"Harder to spot?" Brian asked.

"No," Torres said.

"Will it at the very least save on dilithium wear?" a new voice asked as D-91 ambled down the corridor.

"Also, no!" Torres said, grinning. "But it is cool."

Janeway, Brian, and D-91 all regarded her stonily.

"...and, hey, according to the nerds in astrosci, if we can find some magical diltihium that produces six times as much energy as the current crystal matrixes, or we build an antimatter reactor that can somehow inject 110% antimatter into the mixture flows, we could, theoretically, break the transwarp barrier and blow past Warp 10!" Torres said. "So, uh, tell me if we find either of those."

She started off, a PADD in her hands, nose buried in the engineering data.

"Please tell me you have unalloyed good news?" Janeway asked D-91.

"I do," D-91 said, inclining his head. "Sept Hobii is very pleased with our little mission and have opened a corridor through their space. Now, we can avoid the space dragon, the sentient black hole, and star with arms that likes fighting spaceships that fly nearby." He robotic features flashed up their version of a smile.

"Good," Janeway said. She rubbed her chin. "You know, there are theories about more pure forms of dilithium out there. Better conductors."

"We'll have to keep an eye out, huh," Brian said. He chuckled. "Tom Paris would kill us if we didn't let him go fast. He already wants to kill you for not letting him go on the commando raid."

"Heh," Janeway said. "He'll have to beat Lindy to it. She's also a test pilot."

The three command officers considered that fight.

"Tom would fucking die," Brian Wacoche said, matter-of-factly.

"In seconds," D-91 said.

Janeway...smiled.

***
Lar opened the door on the third chime.

"For the last-" she started...then blinked.

The last person she expected to see in the Septhome stood before her door.

It was Kar, smiling at her, holding up a bundle of flowers and a small discreader.

"...Kar?" she asked. "When...how...did...you get here, you were a week and a half away on the last link?"

"I...hitched a ride. With some aliens." Kar grinned. "And, uh...I was thinking! Not as a girlfriend boyfriend, thing. But as two Kazon who want to see more than just what we can here in the Belt, I mean. That is...shit, I mean, we could go together! To sign up! For the...maybe the merchant marine, instead of the navy?"

Lar blinked at him.

"What?" she asked.

Kar blushed, hard. "Fuck, words are hard, cause you're pretty and...and...I was kind of a shit. I was thinking only about me and my missions and mining for monopoles and not what you want. But, ya know...I've...seen that there's a lot more out there than I ever thought." He grinned. "So, I kinda...want to go see them. With you. Too?"

He held out his hand, the flowers wobbling.

Lar took the flowers from him.

"...did you steal these from hydroponics?" she asked.

Kar grinned sheepishly. "Maybe a little."

Lar breathed in their warm scent.

Then she smiled. "Merchant marine, you say?"

ROLL CREDITS
 
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If you saw roll credits before I edit, I realized, I forgot the closure with Kar and Lar, so, it's there now!

EDIT: Also, the more praise and, "that was fun!" posts I get, the faster the next episode stars. It's actually ardently Non Sequitur, according to Memory Alpha! It's a kimmy episode!

(harry kim that is)
 
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"Yes, actually," Janeway said. "You'd also like Trip."

"Who's he?"

"She was an exceptional engineer from the era. Creative problem solver. Also did lots of tricks with improvised explosives using particle guns," Janeway said, then gave Kes a nod. "Keep on the meds."
Two fix fics in canon with each other.
star with arms that likes fighting spaceships that fly nearby.
So like tendrils, or rubber hose arms with white gloves?
 
"Will it make us faster?" Janeway asked.

"No," Torres said.

"Harder to spot?" Brian asked.

"No," Torres said.

"Will it at the very least save on dilithium wear?" a new voice asked as D-91 ambled down the corridor.

"Also, no!" Torres said, grinning. "But it is cool."
Torres was really great this episode. Really enjoy how you write Torres.
 
This was particularly good! Short, sweet and all wrapped up in a few scenes. A nice little episodic story after we've had a couple of larger ones.
 
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