To Boldly Go... (a Starfleet quest)
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I am strongly getting the feeling that the Imelek were refugees when they arrived in the area. It would explain why they immediately joined the first bigger star nation they found in this area and why they need bulk resources so badly they are willing to trade technology for it.
Our bad luck that they ran into the Cardies first, i suppose.
Our bad luck that they ran into the Cardies first, i suppose.
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please come back. but not before you recharge your batteries. 
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That what got me worried, we should press the Ashidi hard on what they have as soon as possible before we start the assault in GBZ.
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Its funny, actually. I had the idea for a conman villain along the lines of Mudd and wrote up that event just a few hours before you posted your TOS summaries.
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Theunderbolt
"Prepare for trouble..."
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So, about those new Kaldar and Jaldun refits...
Son of a horta.
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Random Member
Gardener of Human Happiness
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*panic attack*
Oof, false alarm.
Talarians, eh? A canon species, but they were alot more xenophobic than they're here in TBG. Even fought a war with the Federation.
Vebyast
Nascent Transhuman
Probably a good bet that they used to be that xenophobic.
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Ah, that explains everything!
You see, N'Gir was a big fan of Kirk's crew adventures, and Sulu always had a special place in her heart.
Then she met him in person on Earth and immediately fell in love.
But she knew that Sulu's happily married, and more so, he's her subordinate.
And so poor N'Gir tried really hard to hide her true feelings and act strictly professional. She tried to present herself as no-nonsense boss, and didn't notice that she came too far...
Behind that mask of abrasive and unpleasant politician an awkward girl with a crush is hiding.
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Some actor probably got his breakthrough role somewhere else and now the producers are milking the unexpected star power hard while the old contract is still ongoing
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- madison
if you haven't met this federation they keep warning you about it sounds like a sweet deal.
Cornuthaum
Be kind to each other.
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What is Best in Life - pt 2
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- Patriarchova
Captain Fraotar glasch Glos put her finger down on the interface module again. "Collie Station, this is still the cargo ship Sturdy. We've run a sensor diagnostic, and we're still seeing ionized trails moving past the eighth planet."
The female voice from the other end of the line sighed. "Captain, I'm looking at the sensor feed from Collie VIII's orbital listening post right now. That's a solar wind spike, they happen every few weeks in this system."
Fraotar banged her hairy, three-fingered fist against the bulkhead. "I know what solar wind looks like, I know what THIS solar wind looks like, I've been running through this system for almost six months. We're seeing two ionized trails, bearing 34 mark 16-"
"Captain glasch Glos, our commander has just ordered a full sweep of that approach vector. We're using a sensor array the size of your ship's entire crew compartment. I don't know what kind of ghosts you've got in your system, but there's nothing there."
"Captain! CAPTAIN!" Navigator Ruben looked up from the sensor feed, eyes wide and panicked. "The sensor ghosts have fired torpedoes! They're...they're targeting US!"
...
"Commander, we've lost the signal," communications manager Aelir looked up from her console, bright blue eyebrows finally starting to rise in concern.
"Commander!" A Caitian sensor officer on the other side of Collie Outpost's control room piped in before the commander could reply, "the Sturdy's been destroyed! Photon torpedoes, full spread. Commander...incoming, straight for us!"
...
The shield bubble around Collie Outpost sparkled to life just milliseconds before a string of fiery red missiles screamed out of the blackness of space, exploding against it in a quartet of sixty megaton hammerblows. At the same moment, another avalanche of searing red torpedoes flew sixty degrees higher away from the galactic plane, zeroing in on another Starfleet cargo ship, the Scallop, in a winding quadruple helix of hull-seeking death. This time, the crew were able to make it into the escape pods before the torpedoes hit. One of those pods even managed to clear the blast radius in time.
On the surface of Collie II, directly below the protective geostationary orbit of the outpost, a young caldonian ensign had just barely enough time to react to the atmospheric sensors' impossible report by turning the control tower's emergency light telescope in the direction indicated. There, on the screen, he saw it skimming the upper thermosphere. An alien starship, painted as black as the void behind it, visible only where its silhouette blocked out the tiny, distant stars. He stared again at the orbital sensors; how could there be nothing? He was looking right at it!
His fear and confusion were short lived, as the newcomer opened a single, burning green eye on its frontal hull and glared a river of high intensity nadions down through the atmosphere and into Collie II's crust. He didn't have time to look out the window and see the beam as it swept into the tower, turning it and the entire mining complex underneath into lava, with himself and ninety other Starfleet personnel inside.
Meanwhile, in orbit, the next volley of torpedoes broke against the outpost's shields.
…
Federation Broadcast Service
Breaking news from the Gabriel Border Zone. At just after 1400 hours, Starfleet time, a konen attack group struck the Federation's main staging base in the Collie system, somehow thwarting all attempts at detection and destroying multiple Starfleet assets before reinforcements could arrive and force them off. There is a confirmed death toll of one hundred and thirty, with at least fifty others unaccounted for after the collapse of the mining tunnels.
Paris is preparing a full inquiry into Starfleet's failure to protect its own assets, with President N'Gir being quoted as…
[Lose -20 pp, lose 2 starfleet cargo ships, Collie II mining colony destroyed, Collie outpost sustained minor damage]
…
My first thought was that they'd somehow mass-reproduced the Combat Cloak. I'm just lucky the Riala managed to get back to Collie at the same time I did aboard the Spirit, or the attack could have persisted longer. Admiral Toor rushed straight into battle, and in seconds he had me on the viewscreen asking why we were hanging back.
I realized what was going on then, and had the amarki transmit their sensor feed to the rest of the fleet in realtime. We got a look at the Konen cruiser and battleship just in time to see them flee the system at maximum warp. The Amarki and Apiata ships all detected them without any trouble. The Collie Outpost commander tells me that he had a last second warning from one of the cargo ships before they destroyed it. Those space tugs use old model navigational sensors that went out of general fleet use nearly a century ago. Whatever the Konen are using, it specifically effects only current generation Starfleet sensors.
The implications for our counter-offensive speak for themselves. If the old man in San Francisco can't find a countermeasure for whatever they're using, I may be forced to restructure all our Gabriel task forces to spread non-Starfleet spotters around. More immediately, I'm left with the decision of what to do about the Collie II mining facility. The engineering team under my command is confident they can have the mine repaired, restaffed, and working again in six months, but that would mean not having engineering support for the fleet when we push through the Badlands. The correct answer is obvious to me, but there are certain nameless individuals within the Federation Council who see things differently. The Collie II mining colony is the tallest feather in the cap of our entire GBZ operation, and it's the one place that every FBS reporter covering the Gabriel campaign spends time in. I don't know if I can win this war without engineers, but if I make a habit of snubbing the Council I might soon lack a war to fight.
[][ENGINEERS]
-[] Put the Starfleet Engineering team to work rebuilding the Collie mining facilities (lose only 50% of this year's income; lose Engineering team's support during the offensive)
-[] Keep the Starfleet Engineering team supporting the fleet (lose one and a half year's worth of income, lose another 20 pp; keep Engineering team's support during the offensive)
I've already allocated a pair of apiata foragers to Task Forces 2 and 4. If it turns out we can't solve the konen stealth problem before our next engagement, I'm going to need at least one high-sensor Member Fleet scoutship for each of the remaining three. Three more foragers would make this a lot less risky, but they'd also burn up the favor I've accumulated from our eusocial friends over the years.
[][FORAGERS]
-[] Requisition 3 more apiata foragers to serve as spotters for task forces 1, 3, and 5 (cost 25 pp)
-[] Count on SFI to find the Starfleet sensor vulnerability before the next battle.
The female voice from the other end of the line sighed. "Captain, I'm looking at the sensor feed from Collie VIII's orbital listening post right now. That's a solar wind spike, they happen every few weeks in this system."
Fraotar banged her hairy, three-fingered fist against the bulkhead. "I know what solar wind looks like, I know what THIS solar wind looks like, I've been running through this system for almost six months. We're seeing two ionized trails, bearing 34 mark 16-"
"Captain glasch Glos, our commander has just ordered a full sweep of that approach vector. We're using a sensor array the size of your ship's entire crew compartment. I don't know what kind of ghosts you've got in your system, but there's nothing there."
"Captain! CAPTAIN!" Navigator Ruben looked up from the sensor feed, eyes wide and panicked. "The sensor ghosts have fired torpedoes! They're...they're targeting US!"
...
"Commander, we've lost the signal," communications manager Aelir looked up from her console, bright blue eyebrows finally starting to rise in concern.
"Commander!" A Caitian sensor officer on the other side of Collie Outpost's control room piped in before the commander could reply, "the Sturdy's been destroyed! Photon torpedoes, full spread. Commander...incoming, straight for us!"
...
The shield bubble around Collie Outpost sparkled to life just milliseconds before a string of fiery red missiles screamed out of the blackness of space, exploding against it in a quartet of sixty megaton hammerblows. At the same moment, another avalanche of searing red torpedoes flew sixty degrees higher away from the galactic plane, zeroing in on another Starfleet cargo ship, the Scallop, in a winding quadruple helix of hull-seeking death. This time, the crew were able to make it into the escape pods before the torpedoes hit. One of those pods even managed to clear the blast radius in time.
On the surface of Collie II, directly below the protective geostationary orbit of the outpost, a young caldonian ensign had just barely enough time to react to the atmospheric sensors' impossible report by turning the control tower's emergency light telescope in the direction indicated. There, on the screen, he saw it skimming the upper thermosphere. An alien starship, painted as black as the void behind it, visible only where its silhouette blocked out the tiny, distant stars. He stared again at the orbital sensors; how could there be nothing? He was looking right at it!
His fear and confusion were short lived, as the newcomer opened a single, burning green eye on its frontal hull and glared a river of high intensity nadions down through the atmosphere and into Collie II's crust. He didn't have time to look out the window and see the beam as it swept into the tower, turning it and the entire mining complex underneath into lava, with himself and ninety other Starfleet personnel inside.
Meanwhile, in orbit, the next volley of torpedoes broke against the outpost's shields.
…
Federation Broadcast Service
Breaking news from the Gabriel Border Zone. At just after 1400 hours, Starfleet time, a konen attack group struck the Federation's main staging base in the Collie system, somehow thwarting all attempts at detection and destroying multiple Starfleet assets before reinforcements could arrive and force them off. There is a confirmed death toll of one hundred and thirty, with at least fifty others unaccounted for after the collapse of the mining tunnels.
Paris is preparing a full inquiry into Starfleet's failure to protect its own assets, with President N'Gir being quoted as…
[Lose -20 pp, lose 2 starfleet cargo ships, Collie II mining colony destroyed, Collie outpost sustained minor damage]
…
My first thought was that they'd somehow mass-reproduced the Combat Cloak. I'm just lucky the Riala managed to get back to Collie at the same time I did aboard the Spirit, or the attack could have persisted longer. Admiral Toor rushed straight into battle, and in seconds he had me on the viewscreen asking why we were hanging back.
I realized what was going on then, and had the amarki transmit their sensor feed to the rest of the fleet in realtime. We got a look at the Konen cruiser and battleship just in time to see them flee the system at maximum warp. The Amarki and Apiata ships all detected them without any trouble. The Collie Outpost commander tells me that he had a last second warning from one of the cargo ships before they destroyed it. Those space tugs use old model navigational sensors that went out of general fleet use nearly a century ago. Whatever the Konen are using, it specifically effects only current generation Starfleet sensors.
The implications for our counter-offensive speak for themselves. If the old man in San Francisco can't find a countermeasure for whatever they're using, I may be forced to restructure all our Gabriel task forces to spread non-Starfleet spotters around. More immediately, I'm left with the decision of what to do about the Collie II mining facility. The engineering team under my command is confident they can have the mine repaired, restaffed, and working again in six months, but that would mean not having engineering support for the fleet when we push through the Badlands. The correct answer is obvious to me, but there are certain nameless individuals within the Federation Council who see things differently. The Collie II mining colony is the tallest feather in the cap of our entire GBZ operation, and it's the one place that every FBS reporter covering the Gabriel campaign spends time in. I don't know if I can win this war without engineers, but if I make a habit of snubbing the Council I might soon lack a war to fight.
[][ENGINEERS]
-[] Put the Starfleet Engineering team to work rebuilding the Collie mining facilities (lose only 50% of this year's income; lose Engineering team's support during the offensive)
-[] Keep the Starfleet Engineering team supporting the fleet (lose one and a half year's worth of income, lose another 20 pp; keep Engineering team's support during the offensive)
I've already allocated a pair of apiata foragers to Task Forces 2 and 4. If it turns out we can't solve the konen stealth problem before our next engagement, I'm going to need at least one high-sensor Member Fleet scoutship for each of the remaining three. Three more foragers would make this a lot less risky, but they'd also burn up the favor I've accumulated from our eusocial friends over the years.
[][FORAGERS]
-[] Requisition 3 more apiata foragers to serve as spotters for task forces 1, 3, and 5 (cost 25 pp)
-[] Count on SFI to find the Starfleet sensor vulnerability before the next battle.
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Doomed Wombat
Let's go Darling!
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Well thatssss a good sign.
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- Behind You
[X[ENGINEERS]
-[X] Keep the Starfleet Engineering team supporting the fleet (lose one and a half year's worth of income, lose another 20 pp; keep Engineering team's support during the offensive)
[X][FORAGERS]
-[X] Requisition 3 more apiata foragers to serve as spotters for task forces 1, 3, and 5 (cost 25 pp)
-[X] Keep the Starfleet Engineering team supporting the fleet (lose one and a half year's worth of income, lose another 20 pp; keep Engineering team's support during the offensive)
[X][FORAGERS]
-[X] Requisition 3 more apiata foragers to serve as spotters for task forces 1, 3, and 5 (cost 25 pp)
Alectai
Speaks Words of Wisdom... On occasion
Wowww...
That's... Uh.
That's a pretty fucking major security breach if they've apparently managed to find a nigh-perfect spoof for an entire class of sensors. That's not the kind of thing you can reverse engineer from a single craft in a few months without Hiigaran level tech magic.
Like, where the fuck were these people before if they had this kind of tech magic? They'd have easily pushed us out.
Which suggests that this breach is relatively recent. Within the past year or so I think. That it only targets Starfleet sensors is telling. Either they can do this to everyone but are refraining from doing so because they just want to stick it to Starfleet, they only recently got access to the deep protocols or something that hit our sensors (But no other Member Worlds, which should logically have less security), or they really do have Hiigaran reverse engineering magic and once they got a single starfleet ship, they could invent super cloaks vs starfleet in a short time.
That's... Uh.
That's a pretty fucking major security breach if they've apparently managed to find a nigh-perfect spoof for an entire class of sensors. That's not the kind of thing you can reverse engineer from a single craft in a few months without Hiigaran level tech magic.
Like, where the fuck were these people before if they had this kind of tech magic? They'd have easily pushed us out.
Which suggests that this breach is relatively recent. Within the past year or so I think. That it only targets Starfleet sensors is telling. Either they can do this to everyone but are refraining from doing so because they just want to stick it to Starfleet, they only recently got access to the deep protocols or something that hit our sensors (But no other Member Worlds, which should logically have less security), or they really do have Hiigaran reverse engineering magic and once they got a single starfleet ship, they could invent super cloaks vs starfleet in a short time.
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Night_stalker
Slava Ukraini!
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Real question is, how do we respond.
It's evident they're doing this because of Cardassia, which makes me suspect that this is now part of a general offensive against us.
Send out combat alert to all assets?
It's evident they're doing this because of Cardassia, which makes me suspect that this is now part of a general offensive against us.
Send out combat alert to all assets?
Forgothrax
Not Going Gently
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[X][FORAGERS]
-[X] Requisition 3 more apiata foragers to serve as spotters for task forces 1, 3, and 5 (cost 25 pp)
[X][ENGINEERS]
-[X] Keep the Starfleet Engineering team supporting the fleet (lose one and a half year's worth of income, lose another 20 pp; keep Engineering team's support during the offensive)
Wolfpack win by exerting logistical and political pressure in order to force diversion of force to defensive operations. They then beat the defenders because doctrine and design still gives them the advantages. The only way to win is to ignore them and force them on the defensive via assaulting their home bases.
-[X] Requisition 3 more apiata foragers to serve as spotters for task forces 1, 3, and 5 (cost 25 pp)
[X][ENGINEERS]
-[X] Keep the Starfleet Engineering team supporting the fleet (lose one and a half year's worth of income, lose another 20 pp; keep Engineering team's support during the offensive)
Wolfpack win by exerting logistical and political pressure in order to force diversion of force to defensive operations. They then beat the defenders because doctrine and design still gives them the advantages. The only way to win is to ignore them and force them on the defensive via assaulting their home bases.