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

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SHIP & CREW ROSTER
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    • The Dragon: Once per episode, at the beginning of combat place an Advantage on the field representing a cunning tactic or strategy devised by Danara Pel.

    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)

    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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    • I wasn't sure that telling Katheryn the whole truth would emphasize that she should go for the relationship with Amelia.
     
    I am so confused.. what happened in parturition, like, I got shot down to planet, met a slim girl, kazon, get attacked, the fighter gets blown up then... we are suddenly in a conference room... I am so confused
     
    Reese said:
    [X] Write-In:
    -[X] Write to tell her how she should embrace loving Amelia and also, ask her if you can visit the holodeck again. If she was just a hologram, you could surely get the computer to bring her back. You know. To talk...to her. Right?
    -[X] But also tell Katheryn why you want to visit the holodeck again. She may need to know about the "bug", and you want to see her again. But admit that for all you know, she could be a symptom of one of these weird future-world shenanigans.
    Ah, though with DragonCobolt's information:
    [X] Write the honest, bald faced truth. She may need to know about the "bug."

    But also, just for good measure, based on what I recall:
    [X] Definitely do not write down any comparisons between the mysterious woman and Aphrodite that are unflattering to the latter, just in case it turns out Captain Kirk was misinformed and she's not merely alive but in the area of Voyager at the moment.
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    You have convinced me, we can shoot for healthier system relationships. I was admittedly shooting for drama there.

    [X] Write the honest, bald faced truth. She may need to know about the "bug."
     
    Doomblade187 said:
    You have convinced me, we can shoot for healthier system relationships.
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    ...I convinced you by referencing someone else's post in the thread slightly above mine?
    ...Did you actually mean to quote me, rather than BethofDeath, there?
    And if it was indeed me, I hope you don't mind me asking, but I'm curious: how?
     
    Adhoc vote count started by DragonCobolt on Mar 27, 2025 at 4:20 PM, finished with 14 posts and 7 votes.
    • [X] Write the honest, bald faced truth. She may need to know about the "bug."
      [X] Write to tell her how she should embrace loving Amelia and also, ask her if you can visit the holodeck again. If she was just a hologram, you could surely get the computer to bring her back. You know. To talk...to her. Right?
      [X] Write-In:
      -[X] Write to tell her how she should embrace loving Amelia and also, ask her if you can visit the holodeck again. If she was just a hologram, you could surely get the computer to bring her back. You know. To talk...to her. Right?
      -[X] But also tell Katheryn why you want to visit the holodeck again. She may need to know about the "bug", and you want to see her again. But admit that for all you know, she could be a symptom of one of these weird future-world shenanigans.
      [X] Definitely do not write down any comparisons between the mysterious woman and Aphrodite that are unflattering to the latter, just in case it turns out Captain Kirk was misinformed and she's not merely alive but in the area of Voyager at the moment.
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    Oh so, you're gonna "tell the truth" like "some kind of a responsible" """adult""" ?

    lol, this will prompt the crew to investigate! This is an extended action, and so, involves a lot of rolls! ...but you can roll the first 3d20, if you want!

    ...wait, shit, I just realized that I actually have to leave for work in almost 30 minutes.

    Fuck it, you can do the rolling.

    Here's how it works: Each roll is 3d20 (using the TNs of 13 for the first two dice and 12 for the third die - since that's the Voyager dice, helping out.)

    Each time you succeed against a difficulty of 2, you do 3 work against a track of 9! For every 2 momentum you get over the difficulty, you add +1 to your work!

    Once you've done 5 work, you get a breakthrough, and when you've done 7 work, you get another breakthrough, and at 9, you've found the solution! The breakthroughs get you a secret prize! (oh, fancy!)

    However, each roll represents 4 hours of work! This matters because I have a secret clock of when things happen (you have 8 hours until the next thing happens, but you can keep rolling since the investigation can go on while Katheryn and Phoebe are doing things during other updates. )

    Cool?

    Cool!

    Now, in exactly 30 minutes I'm going to go to my day job!

    (i'm a crossing guard :D)

    EDIT: oh, and if you get an odd amount of momentum, just bank the odd amount and spend it to add +1 dice on the next roll!
     
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    • Phoebe sighed, quietly. She was, as always, the responsible one. She picked up her quill pen and began, earnestly.

    My dearest sister - you must, of course, immediately tell this Amelia that you are boundlessly in love with her. Confess to her using the words of the poets if you yourself find your tongue lacking the qualifications, I can suggest several particularly fine pieces of both verse and prose that might assist you by some of our greatest authors. Even some Americans, if you'd prefer. Now, once you have admitted this...

    She went on in this vein for some time, then finally, came around to the hardest part.

    There...also is one more thing...

    ***
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    Janeway frowned across the table from Harry Kim, Bian T'are and B'lanna Torres. "And that's all she wrote," she said, tapping her finger on the crinkled letter she had laid out before her. Harry opened his mouth - clearly about to ask 'what about the other sixteen paragraphs' then closed his mouth. Instead, he let Torres lean back in her seat and speak up first.

    "So, something is fucked with the holodeck. Are you sure your sister isn't just gay?" She asked. "Naked blonds with big tits show up in T'are's programs all the time, and it's just because she's gay."

    "Um, polyamorous and pansexual," T'are said, frowning slightly. "But yes."

    "My sister would not program a..." She looked down at the luminous figure, akin to Aphrodite herself, with a head of blond hair, shimmering and cascading down shoulders as broad and perfectly sculpted as and lifted her gaze up before the sentence went on to the next page. "...a girl like this."

    The others exchanged a glance. None of them had met Janeway's sister, and none of them would. Phoebe was a quiet, reserved girl. And Janeway, and Katheryn for that matter, wanted people prying into their private lives. It was why Janeway was...clenching her teeth subtly. Phoebe had written the letter, and she had sent the information. It meant she wanted it to be shared. But it ranked her, deeply, to have people prying into her sister's life like this. B'lanna stuck her tongue into her cheek, dimpling it outwards. "The way i see it, we begin with the simple checks. We find out if there's a simple programming bug - maybe the reactive systems got turned on and it went all generative on us." She chuckled. "Considering the crew's age range and general marital status, it's not shocking that our computer systems tend towards the...blond and busty..."

    Harry chuckled. "It's not that bad," he said.

    "How long will that take?" Janeway asked.

    "Twenty, thirty minutes, I think," B'lanna said, nodding as T'are smiled brightly.

    "And what if it's not the obvious bug?" Janeway asked, tapping her sister's letter.

    "...well, then we have to yank the whole holodeck apart," B'lanna said.

    T'are and Harry winced at that.

    B'lanna looked almost vengefully eager. She stood and smiled. "So, tell everyone their vacations are canned, Captain."

    Janeway frowned at her.

    "A-Actually, we only have to take apart the holodeck that threw up the unwanted simulation," T'are said. "Unless we pick up interpolation mixing in the branching simulation neural connections. So, technically, it just means that it'll force everyone to use the other deck instead."

    B'lanna scowled, then looked as if she was weighing her options. "Fair."

    Janeway nodded. "Stick to the one deck, if at all possible. We're all stressed and need our shore leave. So to speak."

    As the three walked out, Janeway picked up her cup of coffee and looked down at her sister's long description of her holo-crush. She smirked, even as she heard Harry's voice.

    "What do you have against holodecks, anyway?"

    "Ever had to clean the filters on them?"

    ***
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    "Debugging...number...sixty four..." Harry Kim said, exhausted and worn down from having pulled out half a dozen components over four grinding hours. He tapped at the power conduit controls while T'are held up a tricorder and watched as the holo-emitter shimmered to life, then projected the perfect replica of a Borg. The grayish flesh, the wrinkled skin, the socketed ports, the hissing arms. The drone, lifting its arm and clicking its manipulator. Harry looked down at the power feeds, clicking his tongue.

    "Everything looks fine, though, there's a slight uptick in processing..."

    "It is trying to simulate a Borg drone to maximum effective scaling," B'lanna said.

    "How detailed can the computer get at simulating Borg?" T'are asked.

    "Well, it depends on how good a job Tuvok did," B'lanna said. "So, very." She smirked, slightly. "It wouldn't be a very useful tactical training tool if they didn't fall down properly." She sighed, then gestured to Harry. "Lets go to test two-"

    The door to the holodeck hissed open and Kes stepped into the room. She was wearing her starfleet uniform - yellow for operations - and was looking about herself with a faintly uncertian expression. She nearly tripped over a snaking cable of EPS conduit that had been heaped onto the plating of the half-stripped room, and as she flailed her arms and got her legs under her, she gasped out. "What is going on in here?"

    "Didn't you read the sign?" B'lanna asked.

    "It said out of order!" Kes said, shaking her head. "That's why I came in here, I..." She hesitated, for a few moments, her mouth opening, then closing again as she looked at the Borg drone. "What is that?"

    "A Borg," Harry said.

    Kes shivered from her head to her toes. She had heard a lot about the Borg - not just from the Voyager crew, but from Kazon newscasts and documentaries. There had been a few Talaxian horror movies that Kes had watched in Neelix's bar, screaming and hiding behind her replicated popcorn with T'are. But to see one standing here in what felt like real life made her skin crawl. She slid her hands along her shoulders, then said.

    "It's...a simulation, right?"

    "Kes, honey, we use the holodeck all the time," T'are said. Then, slowly, she frowned. "...why?"

    Kes opened her mouth.

    Then closed it.

    She cocked her head.

    "...is the other holodeck in use?" she asked.

    ***​

    Phoebe Janeway felt as if she had been utterly spoiled. She knew she should have turned it down, when Katheryn had revealed to her that she had secured her an extra slot of holodeck time. And when the ship was so pressed! She should have turned it down, she really should have. But it seemed that her sister felt bad about her losing out on time - and the enigmatic and confusing set of repairs and diagnostics that her multivarious crew had to work on apparently left at least one holodeck free for her to use. She had created for herself the manor home she so enjoyed and...in the spirit of things, she had asked the computer for a storm.

    Rain beat against the window, beading and sliding along the glass, while distant thunder rumbled seconds after lightning flashed. Phoebe felt her entire body shiver with the excitement of it, even as she leaned back in her sitting chair and let the fire's warmth wash along her skin. She sighed, quietly...

    And then she heard the thump.

    It came from the roof over her head, from one of the rooms on the third story of her manor home. And it had not been the sound of the house settling. It had not been the sound of the rain.

    It had been a thump.

    And Phoebe sat there in her chair, her tongue stilled and her heart hammering. For a fleeting moment, she thought of speaking the computer's name, begging for an arch. For a way to get out of this place. But instead, a part of her spirit rebelled. She knew her sister saw her as something weak, something to be coddled. That was why she had been given this extra time. No? So...she stood, her hand shaking slightly. She picked up one of the silver candlesticks that the chamber held, feeling its weight in her palm - heavy. Stolid. Comforting. The cool gleam of its metal made her feel even more reassured, even as she gently lit the tapering wick and let the candle flare. She stepped from her sitting room and into the long, narrow corridors of the manor, lifting her hand up and holding the candle away from her head.

    Its flickering, fitful light cast along what was normally so comforting. So...comfortable.

    But suddenly, Phoebe wished she had not asked for a storm to be so fierce and terrible. The rain pattering against the windows left thick glittering beads along the black panes as she walked down the corridor...and then a flash of lightning cast the jagged insanity of the rainstorm against the wall, her own shadow seeming absurdly long and stretched. Phoebe gulped, then stood perfectly still...

    Thump.

    There was the noise again.

    And it was followed by a slow, grinding creak. The sound of a door up the stairs being opened.

    Phoebe took the steps one at a time - moving slowly, her heart in her throat. Someone was in the house with her. That...that was the only possible answer. And yet, she had not asked for anyone to join her. So, why did she not scream for the arch? Why did she not beg for the storm to be whisked away? The answer was humiliating, and it only came later.

    She didn't think of it.

    She came to the highest floor of her home, her candlelight spilling down the corridor. There was the door, open and yawning into blackness. Into darkness. Phoebe stepped to the doorway, her blood roaring in her ears. The light shone and for one terrifying moment, there was something in the room that should never have been there, a darkened shape that her mind saw as a predator, as a fearful creature from the darkness, as something horrifying. Then the candlelight, moving like a painter's brush sweeping along canvas, leaving peach pink skin, the edge of a buttocks, golden hair.

    The woman from the spring jerked her head around, drawing in a sharp gasp. She frowned.

    "You again," she said, her voice hot and angry. "This isn't..." She paused, then lifted her chin. "Who are you?"

    Phoebe opened her mouth. "I...who are you!?"

    The woman shot back, just as immediately. "My designation is irrelevant. Who are you and how are you here?"

    "Where...this is my house!" Designation? Phoebe felt as if she was reeling.

    The woman pursed her lips. "Incorrect. This is my dream."

    Phoebe blinked.

    Of all the things a naked, gloriously beautiful blond woman who had appeared in her holodeck would have said...

    That was not one of them.

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    MOMENTUM: 0
    THREAT: 0

    TRAITS: Holodeck is locked (1)

    Hmm? Don't mind me just spending some threat hehehe...on what? Though? Hmm, it's a mystery! Hehe...

    [ ] "Well, that's appropriate, as you seem to be of my dreams." (Then go into gay panic as you realize what you just said.)
    [ ] "N-No, this is a...a holo...deck..." (Then Go into gay panic as you realize she's naked ahhhhhhh)
    [ ] Write In

    Hour 5-8: 3s, getting 1 momentum and doing 3 more work, putting you at Breakthru one - Kes' insight, just in time for the scene I planned to happen eight hours in! Now what has Kes learned? You will have to wait and see!
     
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    • Huh. Simulating a Borg enough to hook in to that weird shared-dream thing some Borg have.

    It's… not really malfunctioning per-say, just lacking in what I'm guessing is safeties around makeing a functional subspace-or-whatever transceiver out of force fields and holograms instead of just faking it. If I remember right, it's supposed to have normally non-intractable bits just use surface-deep holograms to save on resources like computing and energy expenditures, but I guess that might be the problem if it's counting subspace as a valid means of communication and interaction, which isn't exactly wrong.
     
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    NinjaMAster said:
    Huh. Simulating a Borg enough to hook in to that weird shared-dream thing some Borg have.

    It's… not really malfunctioning per-say, just lacking in what I'm guessing is safeties around makeing a functional subspace-or-whatever transceiver out of force fields and holograms instead of just faking it. If I remember right, it's supposed to have normally non-intractable bits just use surface-deep holograms to save on resources like computing and energy expenditures, but I guess that might be the problem if it's counting subspace as a valid means of communication and interaction, which isn't exactly wrong.
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    You figured it out!

    Well, guess I need to radically change the entire plot of the episode! That worked out super well for Armageddon 2001 and Mass Effect!

    ...wait, I'm checking my notes...
     
    Reese said:
    ...Did you actually mean to quote me, rather than BethofDeath, there?
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    Ah, shoot. I meant BethofDeath. My bad

    Tempted that Katherine should quote a poem about dreams at the visitor, be all proper and romantic about it.

    In lieu of me having a great knowledge of poems, this works:
    [X] "Well, that's appropriate, as you seem to be of my dreams." (Then go into gay panic as you realize what you just said.)

    I dream of you, to wake: would that I might
    Dream of you and not wake but slumber on;
    Nor find with dreams the dear companion gone,
    As, Summer ended, Summer birds take flight.
    In happy dreams I hold you full in night.
    I blush again who waking look so wan;
    Brighter than sunniest day that ever shone,
    In happy dreams your smile makes day of night …
     
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    That would be one way to recruit a Borg drone. Also, should simplify the making it an ex-borg drone a little easier.

    Also see my previous statement about the Federation using black magic which the Borg mistaken as tech.
     
    ...something's not right with the "something's not right", here.

    Connecting to a Borg drone because it was simulated too well, okay, sure.

    .......connecting to a Borg drone, which is part of the Borg network still, yet is capable of dreaming and referring to herself as an individual without having been rescued yet?

    I know there was a hidden group in the Collective who existed as such, but that episode was far later on, no?

    I'm not completely convinced things are as they seem... but more the problem: I'm worried who's going to notice the unauthorized hardware and worse.... the Collective's glitch. That might lead to that entire group getting noticed and wiped out, before they can cause any disruption of the network later? (My memories are faded on that episode, admittedly)

    Xon said:
    Also see my previous statement about the Federation using black magic which the Borg mistaken as tech.
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    Considering that it's replicating the abilities of a different kind of technology, this isn't black magic... it's Blue Magic. ;)

    Oh, and I forgot to vote.

    [X] "Well, that's appropriate, as you seem to be of my dreams." (Then go into gay panic as you realize what you just said.)
     
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    [X] "Well, that's appropriate, as you seem to be of my dreams." (Then go into gay panic as you realize what you just said.)
     
    [X] "Well, that's appropriate, as you seem to be of my dreams." (Then go into gay panic as you realize what you just said.)
     
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