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

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    NAME​
    		USS Voyager
    PROF.​
    		MULTIROLE
    CLASS​
    		Sovereign Class Heavy Exploration Vessel
    CONST​
    		2371
    SHIELDS​
    13/13​
    RESISTANCE​
    6​
    SCALE​
    6​
    POWER ​
    13/13​
    CREW SUPPORT​
    6​
    SMALL CRAFT​
    5​
    COMMS​
    ENGINES​
    STRUCTURE​
    COMPUTERS​
    SENSORS​
    WEAPONS​
    BREACHES​
    0/6​
    0/6​
    0/6​
    0/6​
    0/6​
    0/6​
    ​
    ​
    9​
    11​
    10​
    11​
    9​
    10​
    COMMAND​
    3​
    12​
    14​
    13​
    14​
    12​
    13​
    CONNING​
    2​
    12​
    14​
    13​
    14​
    12​
    13​
    ENGINEERING​
    2​
    11​
    13​
    12​
    13​
    11​
    12​
    SECURITY​
    3​
    13​
    15​
    14​
    16​
    13​
    14​
    SCIENCE​
    2​
    11​
    13​
    12​
    13​
    11​
    12​
    MEDICINE​
    2​
    11​
    13​
    12​
    13​
    11​
    12​
    TALENTS​
    		Command Ship: Can give advantages using Command within range to Away Missions or to supporting ships.

    EMH: Has an EMH!

    Improved Warp Drive: When going to warp, roll 1cd on an effect, regain the power point.

    Quantum Torpedoes: Can use Quantum Torpedoes! (60 total)

    Secondary Reactors: +5 to Power

    High Resolution Sensors: +1 momentum to out of combat sensor checks.
    TRAITS​
    		Federation Starship – A highly sophisticated and advanced vessel, with holodecks, replicators, and similar comforts, primarily designed to handle multiple operations. Highly sensitive and requiring constant maintenance, the vehicle is less rugged than other interstellar craft

    Maquis Crew - a good chunk of the crew are former Maquis troublemakers. Expect discipline problems and unorthodox plans.
    WEAPONS​
    		Phaser Arrays
    Power Cost: 1-3 | Range: Medium | Damage: 9cd [+1 per extra power spent]
    Can Use Spread: Hit +1 time at ½ damage per effect OR Area: hit +1 ship per effect within close range.
    Versatile 2: Gain 2 bonus momentum with a successful hit

    Photon Torpedoes
    Power Cost: 0 | Range: Long | Damage: 6cd
    High Yield: If it causes 1 breach, it causes +1 breach

    Quantum Torpedoes
    Power Cost: 0 | Range: Long | Damage: 7cd (Vicious 1 - +1 damage on effects)
    High Yield: If it causes 1 breach, it causes +1 breach
    Calibrations: Requires 1 minor action to calibrate

    Tractor Beam (Strength 5)
    Power Cost: 0 | Range: Close | Damage: None
    Effect: If successfully established, enemies face a diff 5 check to escape.

    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!)
    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​
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    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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    • Anyway, the real thing that is the problem with nu-Trek is that they're cowards, and they're cowards about Orions, you need to make them hornier, not less horny! Gleefully indiscriminate, perpetually emitting pheremonic sex maniacs to the last, and yet, they sill have a technological civilization, how do they do this, that's the interesting sci-fi question you need to really get into here now, if you ask me ramble drunkenly drunkenly drunkenly
     
    Eater said:
    The 'they're obviously lying' bit about the federation never steps being funny and sad in equal measure.
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    I mean, its true. Many of the Federation's big ships, like the Galaxy and Sovereign-class ships do count as battleships...by anyone else's classifications.

    ...which makes it kind of sad that our multipurpose exploration ships equal their purpose-built battleships.
     
    How is it that the saying goes? Any sufficiently armed cruise liner is indistinguishable from a warship.

    [X] Be honest - you're the USS Voyager, you're way off course, you want to make peaceful contact.

    Also holy shit Harry got laid.
     
    Rivenscryr said:
    I mean, its true. Many of the Federation's big ships, like the Galaxy and Sovereign-class ships do count as battleships...by anyone else's classifications.

    ...which makes it kind of sad that our multipurpose exploration ships equal their purpose-built battleships.
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    And then when they made a dedicated battleship they just took all the weapons from thier multipurpose exploration vessel and made a ship ~20th the size going by crew compliment.


    [X] Be honest - you're the USS Voyager, you're way off course, you want to make peaceful contact.
     
    [X] Be honest - you're the USS Voyager, you're way off course, you want to make peaceful contact.
     
    [X] Be honest - you're the USS Voyager, you're way off course, you want to make peaceful contact.
     
    [X] Be honest - you're the USS Voyager, you're way off course, you want to make peaceful contact

    Might as well go with this.
     
    EYE OF THE NEEDLE (1.1)
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    • Janeway shrugged. "We're not a threat to them. Might as well be honest about it."

    Harry and T'are nodded.

    "Lets get to the bridge," Janeway said.

    ***
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    "I don't mean to alarm anyone, but the space weirdness is now emitting energy and we're pretty dang close to it," R'lash said, her voice tightening.

    "Evasive-" R'mor started.

    "Wait...wait, no!" R'lash cut him off. "Commander, it's a signal! Not a death ray or anything, just a standard...very weird signal." She tapped at her console. "It looks like Terran, but they're using some signal patterns I've never seen before. It's not encrypted though, just broadband."

    "Huh," R'mor said. "I guess it's a wormhole to their Federation. Put it on."

    The speaker crackled and buzzed. "This is the USS Voyager, repeat. Come in Romulan ship, this is the USS Voyager, do you read?"

    R'mor adjusted his collar, shifted, then leaned forward. "This is the Romulan...Warbird, uh, Dirritz, Admiral-Commander R'mor. What is your purpose contacting us through this wormhole." As he spoke, R'lash covered her mouth with her hands, looking somewhere between laughter and screaming in panic. She pointed at the screen - and he could see that she was running a scan-bounce through the wormhole. They weren't getting details beyond the most vague sense of how big the Federation ship was.

    It was huge.

    It was easily four, five times the size of their ship.

    R'mor sounded even more fierce as he continued. "State your intentions, immediately."

    The buzzing, crackling voice came through clearer a moment later: "I am Captain Janeway. My ship has been stranded on the far side of the galaxy, in the Delta Quadrent...this wormhole reaches there - we're attempting to signal to the Federation that we've been cast so far off course, so that they know to...well, to begin operations on long ranged support for us."

    "Oh," R'mor said, blinking. He glanced at R'lash, who began to tap at her console. "One moment."

    ***
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    Janeway sighed and leaned back in her seat. She smiled, wryly, at Tuvok and D-91, then over at T'are. "Well, at least they didn't cut communications immediately," she said.

    "...did he say...Admiral R'mor?" Tom Paris asked.

    "Yes he did. Why?" Tuvok asked.

    "One second, I'm going to check something," Tom said. He began to tap away, while Janeway frowned.

    "Now that Mr. Paris mentions it...that is something faintly familiar about that name," Janeway said, rubbing her chin, frowning as she did so - while Tom whistled.

    "Well," he said. "That's...interesting."

    "What is it?" Janeway asked as Tom tapped at his console, and brought up an image of a middle aged - so, roughly two century old - Romulan man standing in a rumpled uniform, looking grimly at the camera. It was the glossy kind of image that meant it was Romulan propaganda - the text was untranslated. Tom turned back to face her and the rest of the bridge.

    "That's Admiral R'mor," he said. "That's the posters Romulans put up of him in every neutral site - their agitprop folks don't let anyone stop hearing about him on subspace. They're big on hammering him into the news every time there's a flare up between the Federation and the Star Empire."

    "Is that good or bad?" Janeway asked.

    "Well, since he became admiral posthumously, I'd say...weird," Tom Paris said, blandly. "He died as a sub-commander, defending one of their colonies from an attack from Breen. They promoted him afterward - made him the symbol of selfless Romulan heroism."

    Janeway pinched the bridge of her nose. "Mr. Kim, did you check the temporal coordinates on the wormhole?"

    Harry slowly reached over, touched a button. "Captain," he said, his voice stiff. "The wormhole appears to be communicating...ten years into our past."

    Janeway nodded, slowly. "Well. Isn't that interesting." She rubbed her chin.

    "I'll get the DTI book," D-91 said, standing up with a creak of hydraulic joints.

    ***
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    "Okay, we've successfully convinced the biggest battleship we've ever seen that we're part of a task force with a dozen or so supprot craft," R'lash said, her voice tight. "What do we do now?"

    "...are their shields up?" R'mor asked.

    "Nnnnnooooooo," R'lash said, slowly.

    "What if," R'mor said. "This is an idea so crazy it just might work. What if we used the wormhole as a conduit for beaming us over?"

    R'lash gave him a look like he had grown two heads. "Are you...absolutely insane?" she whispered. "The...yes, we could do it, but...that ship has to have two thousand people aboard by the size alone!? We'd be outnumbered and outgunned!?"

    "But not outthought," R'mor said, snapping his finger and pointing it at her. "The Federation never shoots first unless provoked. We can gather intelligence for the Empire. Maybe do some sabotage?"

    "You really want that promotion, huh?" R'lash asked.

    "No, it...it's just important," R'mor said, seriously, his ears twitching up slightly. His voice grew grave. "There are two million people on Colony-9. If this ship, if this warship, manages to get through this wormhole, they could glass it in five seconds. Then they'd have free reign to hit every single logistic base we have in this part of the sector. Then what happens?"

    "Invasion," R'lash said, quietly. "The Federation would be able to send every single ship they have through the breech. But that's just a guess. They seem to be telling the truth, the wormhole, according to my sensors, goes to the Delta Quadrent."

    "...okay, R'lash, don't take this the wrong way, but..." R'mor said, then paused as the sensor console hissed and crackled, then flared up static.

    "Okay, good point," R'lash said, biting her lip. "Well, wait, our transporters might not have enough energy to beam there. And there's still the issue of how we convince them to let us on."

    ***
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    "We could send a time capsule," Harry said.

    "Fuck that!" Torres snapped. "No offense, Kim, but if God wanted us to not travel through time, he wouldn't have made it so damn easy!" She started to tick off on her fingers. "We have a full historical write up of every disaster that happened in the past ten years. Now, some, we can't do anything about, but we can at least make a roster of natural events and shit!"

    "You forget one problem, Miss Torres," Tuvok said, firmly. "Ignoring the regulations, which I am sure you are eager to do-"

    "Yeah, I am," Torres said, her voice dripping with pointed, heated sarcasm. "We have a rule, us Klingons, Pikuach nefesh-"

    "The practical issue that must be remembered is that R'mor and his co-pilot, R'lash, are going to die in thirty six hours fighting four Breen ships," Tuvok said. "Their vessel is destroyed when they ram the Breen command ship's warp core."

    Silence descended on the meeting room. Janeway sighed, quietly. "All right, everyone. We need to keep in mind the unknowable forces that we're dealing with here - not just our personal futures but..." She paused. "How many people did R'mor saved?"

    "Twenty million people, according to the propaganda," Tom Paris said.

    "So, an outpost with five people, then," C'nola muttered.

    "C'nola," Amy said, quietly.

    "Yeah, I know," C'nola said, sighing slightly. "Is DTI, on a scale from one to ten...how bad are they about this stuff?"

    "Six," Harry said, after a thought. "You lose your career over fucking this up."

    C'nola began to laugh hysterically and no one else knew why.

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    CURRENT TRUTHS: "Wormhole...TO HOME!?"
    CURRENT MOMENTUM: 0

    What does the Voyager Crew do?
    [ ] Start work on a hardened black box that can be recovered by the Romulans - don't let R'mor know anything beyond they should give it to the Federation. Hope that it gets recovered and sent on.
    [ ] Tell R'mor to keep moving...maybe you can send a micro-probe with a subspace emitter and tightbeam to Federation HQ in the past?
    [ ] Tell R'mor the truth - he deserves to know. Maybe you can work together to have the best of both worlds?
    [ ] Write In

    ...what does R'mor do?
    [ ] Attempt to talk the Terrans into thinking you're some bigshot general - dress up in your best uniform, wear your sash, the whole shebang. Then, while on the ship, do as much recon as you can.
    [ ] Okay, wait. Terran's pair bond with small animals and pathetic sickly children. What if...you tricked them...by telling them the truth, that you're a lowly courier patrol boat, and then they lowered their guard...allowing you to spy on them!?
    [ ] Write In

    2s versus diff 2 means success! Janeway special ability grants +1 momentum! Good for you! I'll spend it to get 1 piece of information you wouldn't, normally, get. I have spent it to get 1 information - Who is R'mor!
     
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    • [X] Plan screw the temporal prime directive
    - [X] Tell R'mor the truth - he deserves to know. Maybe you can work together to have the best of both worlds?
    - [X] Attempt to talk the Terrans into thinking you're some bigshot general - dress up in your best uniform, wear your sash, the whole shebang. Then, while on the ship, do as much recon as you can.

    Was it ever confirmed that they were actually on the ship when it blew up? I'm smelling new side characters, if they set it on autopilot and beam off
     
    DracoDracul said:
    Could the Emergency Command Hologram?
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    ARM THE PHOTONIC CANNON!


    [X] Plan screw the temporal prime directive
    - [X] Tell R'mor the truth - he deserves to know. Maybe you can work together to have the best of both worlds?
    - [X] Attempt to talk the Terrans into thinking you're some bigshot general - dress up in your best uniform, wear your sash, the whole shebang. Then, while on the ship, do as much recon as you can.
     
    DragonCobolt said:
    "Yeah, I am," Torres said, her voice dripping with pointed, heated sarcasm. "We have a rule, us Klingons, Pikuach nefesh-"
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    Okay first of all let me say that I fucking adore your Klingons and Torres in specific, and she's of course objectively correct, but as I recently said in a Doctor Who thread, strictly speaking if you have a time machine (and boy does Trek have time machines), there is no good reason for anything bad to have ever happened to anyone from the start of the universe. So reasoning inversely, one of the assumptions has to be false.

    And since we know that changing the past is possible, we're forced to contend with the horrible possibility that things are already as good as they're possible to be.
     
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