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- Grandview
We do know they are back in our Galaxy. Or at least someehere with a gateway.
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To Boldly Go... (a Starfleet quest)
- Thread starter OneirosTheWriter
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- Sci-Fi
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- star trek exploration fully automated luxury gay space communism top level canon (canon) #hashtagcontent all-encompassing space amoeba cardassian boy bands cardassian magical girls darkest bureaucracy debate makes the qm cackle like palpatine hoh is an empire quest it has to be foreign infiltrators more ships ship happens singers delenda est starfleet this is not an empire quest ur waifu is collective?
Stargazer is the perfect plotline because they never have to write anything for it.
The Sandman
So Zetta Slowpoke
- Location
- Wherever I am, which isn't where I'm not
Well, Homeworld 3 did get announced. So maybe that's where the GMs put the Stargazer plotline.
New Ship Design Bureau Thread
I've officially released a new ship design system and there's a new SDB Thread. Working on a tutorial and on guidelines re-creating the current fleet, once that's ready we'll be retconning over to new ship stats.
e: This will be in linked threads once we figure out how or get Oneiros to do it.
e: This will be in linked threads once we figure out how or get Oneiros to do it.
- Location
- Australia
SDB is already linked - wait oops, no it isnt.
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Thors_Alumni
Proud member of Thors Class VII from Liberl
- Location
- Liberl Zemuria.
Why are we getting a new SDB thread anyway?
Presumably so that SWB can control it with regards to stuff like threadmarks since the old one was created by a player whose last post in TBG was over a year ago (July 2018).
We are going to a new shipbuilder so the swap is also to make that more clear for new players else they have 100's of pages in the old designer before the new system is introduced.
The ultimate goal for Stargazer is to pull a BSG and forget the very firm timelines we set in one episode, and have it return later than 25 years later with no meaningful explaination as to why
2325.Q4 - Presidential Address
- Location
- Australia
Under the driving winter rains, on the streets of Paris, citizens huddle around any of a dozen flat screens or holo-projections. Whispers run from from the cover of one umbrella to the other. Hands cover mouths and brows knit as they digest the revelations from what were thought to be distant stars, now brought home.
In Laio space the protest rallies pause their booming chants as the depth of what is said sinks in. Massive holoprojections, each one larger than the other, billow up around the capital city, and across the planet. The answers to the recent outrage are soon far more chilling than anything they could have feared.
In Risa there are no great displays, but next to pools and ballsport courts, beachside lounges, artisan workshops, and everywhere else Risans would find themselves, the ubiquitous music players cease their play. One by one the Risans turn to stare in horror at the news.
In an Okathan Monastery high in the mountains, monks polish and care for even the tiniest gear with religious delicacy that would draw a grunt of approval from the most hot-collared Starfleet Engineer. But even their devotions pause as the ancient audio-device crackles to life to pass on their frightening words.
One by one the tidal throngs of pedestrians on the streets of Alukk's cities drag to a halt like the moon itself was seized by some almighty force. Among the neon lights and high-fidelity holograms hawking every manner of service and ware the change comes on like a trickle, but builds. Soon every display becomes that of Jime Okaar and her fateful address.
In the vibrant and bustling alleys of the city of Hafek on Vulcan a crowd gathers around an innocuous coffee shop. At the centre of the attention are two people locking in an argument. Local politicians, one with the Pacifists, one with Expansionists, they both have only one topic on their mind - the same topic that has convulsed the planet. What could possibly justify the arrest of the Laian counsellor.
On Ikeigenoi an Amarki and a Horizonian argue on the steps of a great Beya-War coliseums. The Muuyozoi around them take an active part, bouncing off of the points they raise, but at the centre of it all, the two outsiders both square their shoulders. The Amarki can't understand how this person is able to quote so many reports and studies by memory, but they don't take a step back. Because at the end of the day, one of them is trying to strike at the truth, and the other is merely there to bamboozle.
A Caitian Frontier Policewoman throws her hovercar through aerobatics that it was never designed for, almost daring her unusual passenger to keep their lunch down. Finally she arrives at a small prospecting hut on the side of a ravine at Harper's Mane and is the first to come in for a grinding landing. They both jump from the vehicle, just as disruptor fire from within does something altogether horrible to the leather seating. More of the Frontier Police and grey-and-pink clad SFI Counter-Intel agents swarm out and the frenzied defence is subdued. Inside they find not prospecting equipment, but banks and banks of computers and gear for tapping the Amarkia-Ferasa data trunk.
What was initially a routine patrol among barren rocky planets in a system not for from Becarra swiftly became something else entirely for the Luther and fom Gaalv. The first warning is the Kepler's powerful sensor arrays spotting anomalies from the known super-magnetic second world. Yellow alert precedes shields coming up, which proceeds the opening blasts of a set of Public Safety Directorate Dancer corvettes. The lithe craft speeds past the Starfleet vessels and don't stop, heading off into warp.
In the dusty promenade of an independent trader station a cluster of Padani merchant marine crew huddle around a dirty table near the front of a greasy looking diner. As they eat their meals, laughing raucously, a set of nondescript Horizonians walk by, flanking an ostentatiously-dressed Felis merchant. They react swiftly as the Padani stand as one, and on both sides the phaser pistols sprout as though by magic. Eye-searing bursts of light cut across the dank corridor as bystanders dive for cover.
Starfleet Operations, Flash Alert
All Commands, All Stations
Fed Council has issued war warning under Constitution, directed at the Harmony of Horizon. We are to expect that war or war-like conditions may break out suddenly. Take all necessary steps to secure commands.
Acknowledge upon receipt of communique.
End Communique
In a Starbase near the Harmony border, a Vice Admiral sips what only those truly versed in Tellarite culture would realise is effectively a child's drink, like chocolate milk. When an aide hands him a data padd with the latest flash alert he finds himself spitting that drink out in shock.
One damp and sorry ensign carries away the padd and goes off to find a shower as the yellow alert lights pulse across the corridors.
Starfleet Command, Flash Alert
All Command, All Stations
Starfleet now under Federation-Wide High Alert. All leave is cancelled, all personnel report to postings.
End Communique
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Somewhere off in the trackless expanses of an unassuming star system, Shey ch'Tharvasse sits with his legs kicked up on a console, watching a Scientist drift slowly by through the thick cloud cover of a gas giant. He glances back at his extended family who are themselves lounging about the crowded bridge of his freighter.
"Do you think they have any clue what's about to happen to them?" asks one of his comrades and family members.
"Not even a teacup's chance in the Pidora Glacier," says Shey with a dreadfully grim smile. He taps a button on his console and a thousand kilometers distant great explosions blossom from within the hull of the science cruiser. More secondary explosions follow and soon lifepods are bursting free and racing for escape velocity.
"Come on...," he mutters. A moment later a larger object flees from the deepest part of the ship. "That's it! Warp core is ejected, kick the engines in."
"We're moving," calls out a zhen on the helm.
"That core will burst in three ... two ... one ... mark!" A great flash fills the viewscreen, large and getting closer. "Shockwave coming!"
"Riding it just fine," reports the helm.
"Try tracking us through that, Inescin, you jumped up tin can!" says Shey as they wide the wavefront of the matter/anti-matter burst out over the horizon and into orbit, and then off at warp 2 on engines tuned to run so silent as to be invisible.
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The Discord turns that occurred through the 2325 in-game year proved to not work very well. As a result, they have been redesigned and will now operate adjacently to the captain's logs, as events run in a separate "sector" with the task forces operating as pseudo-ships. An event table with offensive and defensive events will replace assignments. Offensive events will allow for accumulating Disruption depending on the degree of success, or Access for a failure. Defensive events will come with a certain Access penalty that your task force will attempt to wipe away with degrees of success.
Every quarter, Disruption can be cashed in for immediate impacts. Access will also be cashed in, and you will be informed what those effects will be.
You get to vote for one effect to square the ledger on disruption earned so far this year.
[ ] Your efforts have unveiled definitive proof to help mobilise the public.
( Gain a pool of 50pp dedicated to a mini-Snakepit turn as part of the EOY )
[ ] You were able to steal a key piece of equipment used in their repeater signals, and you believe you have a rudimentary detection device that will work in 1 in 10 cases.
( Gain one pt towards the final no-sell of chipping )
[ ] You were able to completely derail their efforts at suborning this neutral species - [Pick one]
( The smaller the polity, the more complete the disruption )
Shey blowing up a Harmony cruiser is a simple freebie.
In Laio space the protest rallies pause their booming chants as the depth of what is said sinks in. Massive holoprojections, each one larger than the other, billow up around the capital city, and across the planet. The answers to the recent outrage are soon far more chilling than anything they could have feared.
In Risa there are no great displays, but next to pools and ballsport courts, beachside lounges, artisan workshops, and everywhere else Risans would find themselves, the ubiquitous music players cease their play. One by one the Risans turn to stare in horror at the news.
In an Okathan Monastery high in the mountains, monks polish and care for even the tiniest gear with religious delicacy that would draw a grunt of approval from the most hot-collared Starfleet Engineer. But even their devotions pause as the ancient audio-device crackles to life to pass on their frightening words.
One by one the tidal throngs of pedestrians on the streets of Alukk's cities drag to a halt like the moon itself was seized by some almighty force. Among the neon lights and high-fidelity holograms hawking every manner of service and ware the change comes on like a trickle, but builds. Soon every display becomes that of Jime Okaar and her fateful address.
"Citizens of the Federation, we have found ourselves in a time of peril and challenge. There have been many of these times that we have faced as a united people. There will yet be more waiting in the wings of the future, for we all know that the vaults of the heavens overflow with wonders and dangers. As we are, one and all, spacefaring cultures, this does not frighten us."
In the vibrant and bustling alleys of the city of Hafek on Vulcan a crowd gathers around an innocuous coffee shop. At the centre of the attention are two people locking in an argument. Local politicians, one with the Pacifists, one with Expansionists, they both have only one topic on their mind - the same topic that has convulsed the planet. What could possibly justify the arrest of the Laian counsellor.
"The Harmony of Horizon has let their mask slip and revealed that beneath the guise of a friend and fellow is a tyranny that runs so deep we can think of no equal but the tribulations of the Uliith III biophage."
On Ikeigenoi an Amarki and a Horizonian argue on the steps of a great Beya-War coliseums. The Muuyozoi around them take an active part, bouncing off of the points they raise, but at the centre of it all, the two outsiders both square their shoulders. The Amarki can't understand how this person is able to quote so many reports and studies by memory, but they don't take a step back. Because at the end of the day, one of them is trying to strike at the truth, and the other is merely there to bamboozle.
"The situation is simple to explain; the Harmony are in truth ruled by a handful of ancient minds who long ago underwent the transfer of consciousness from flesh to machine. They dub themselves, 'Actual Intelligences', a sobriquet that informs much of their approach to the other species of the galaxy. From these machines they direct their society."
A Caitian Frontier Policewoman throws her hovercar through aerobatics that it was never designed for, almost daring her unusual passenger to keep their lunch down. Finally she arrives at a small prospecting hut on the side of a ravine at Harper's Mane and is the first to come in for a grinding landing. They both jump from the vehicle, just as disruptor fire from within does something altogether horrible to the leather seating. More of the Frontier Police and grey-and-pink clad SFI Counter-Intel agents swarm out and the frenzied defence is subdued. Inside they find not prospecting equipment, but banks and banks of computers and gear for tapping the Amarkia-Ferasa data trunk.
"You will notice that I used that word, 'direct', rather than 'lead'. I did not do this idly. By use of their machines and a grasp of nanotechnology far beyond our own, the Harmony have created a system whereby at any moment their Singers, the minds that control them, may hijack their citizens. At almost all times some low-level control is enforced, and many operate in a state little more than playthings to these old powers. And yet, if that were all, it would simply be another way that a species and a society can evolve, and by our principles we would not interfere."
What was initially a routine patrol among barren rocky planets in a system not for from Becarra swiftly became something else entirely for the Luther and fom Gaalv. The first warning is the Kepler's powerful sensor arrays spotting anomalies from the known super-magnetic second world. Yellow alert precedes shields coming up, which proceeds the opening blasts of a set of Public Safety Directorate Dancer corvettes. The lithe craft speeds past the Starfleet vessels and don't stop, heading off into warp.
"I confess, it was so troubling that it took me some time to come to terms with quite the magnitude of what is being done. Through use of that nanotechnology edge, the Harmony have been expanding. 'Chipping' people, whereby they become infected and thus become another appliance for the Singers. This was what happened to the Laian Councillor, who is not in prison, but in a medical facility for the safety of themselves and the public. We have discovered to great sorrow that Singers hold little value in the lives of their puppets when uncovered, and can act with extreme spite."
In the dusty promenade of an independent trader station a cluster of Padani merchant marine crew huddle around a dirty table near the front of a greasy looking diner. As they eat their meals, laughing raucously, a set of nondescript Horizonians walk by, flanking an ostentatiously-dressed Felis merchant. They react swiftly as the Padani stand as one, and on both sides the phaser pistols sprout as though by magic. Eye-searing bursts of light cut across the dank corridor as bystanders dive for cover.
"Friends, I come to you with confidence, that together we can rise above the challenge set before us. The Harmony are trying to make inroads not with reason and empathy, but with the worst sort of brute coercion. The countermeasure is not paranoia, but speaking out and joining together. United, the Federation can defeat the means of nanotech possession and find ways to safeguard our society without falling prey to the draconian urges of the less enlightened past."
Starfleet Operations, Flash Alert
All Commands, All Stations
Fed Council has issued war warning under Constitution, directed at the Harmony of Horizon. We are to expect that war or war-like conditions may break out suddenly. Take all necessary steps to secure commands.
Acknowledge upon receipt of communique.
End Communique
"My fellow pacifist Councillors and myself are committed to always look for the peaceful path through every situation. When the universe ordains to not present a peaceful path, then we always look to minimise harm above all else. Here, we must weigh the perils and costs of the potential for war with the wages of allowing ourselves to be hollowed out in our own minds, and we know that we must prepare to resist."
In a Starbase near the Harmony border, a Vice Admiral sips what only those truly versed in Tellarite culture would realise is effectively a child's drink, like chocolate milk. When an aide hands him a data padd with the latest flash alert he finds himself spitting that drink out in shock.
One damp and sorry ensign carries away the padd and goes off to find a shower as the yellow alert lights pulse across the corridors.
"I have faith in those around me, in those who serve, in those who stand together in our society of the stars, that we will not face the dark with fear, suspicion, and violence. Join with your fellows on your own planet, and on others. In all of us is the desire to find a more perfect self, in whatever direction their hopes, dreams, and conscience may take them.
"Good night, Federation."
"Good night, Federation."
Starfleet Command, Flash Alert
All Command, All Stations
Starfleet now under Federation-Wide High Alert. All leave is cancelled, all personnel report to postings.
End Communique
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Somewhere off in the trackless expanses of an unassuming star system, Shey ch'Tharvasse sits with his legs kicked up on a console, watching a Scientist drift slowly by through the thick cloud cover of a gas giant. He glances back at his extended family who are themselves lounging about the crowded bridge of his freighter.
"Do you think they have any clue what's about to happen to them?" asks one of his comrades and family members.
"Not even a teacup's chance in the Pidora Glacier," says Shey with a dreadfully grim smile. He taps a button on his console and a thousand kilometers distant great explosions blossom from within the hull of the science cruiser. More secondary explosions follow and soon lifepods are bursting free and racing for escape velocity.
"Come on...," he mutters. A moment later a larger object flees from the deepest part of the ship. "That's it! Warp core is ejected, kick the engines in."
"We're moving," calls out a zhen on the helm.
"That core will burst in three ... two ... one ... mark!" A great flash fills the viewscreen, large and getting closer. "Shockwave coming!"
"Riding it just fine," reports the helm.
"Try tracking us through that, Inescin, you jumped up tin can!" says Shey as they wide the wavefront of the matter/anti-matter burst out over the horizon and into orbit, and then off at warp 2 on engines tuned to run so silent as to be invisible.
---
The Discord turns that occurred through the 2325 in-game year proved to not work very well. As a result, they have been redesigned and will now operate adjacently to the captain's logs, as events run in a separate "sector" with the task forces operating as pseudo-ships. An event table with offensive and defensive events will replace assignments. Offensive events will allow for accumulating Disruption depending on the degree of success, or Access for a failure. Defensive events will come with a certain Access penalty that your task force will attempt to wipe away with degrees of success.
Every quarter, Disruption can be cashed in for immediate impacts. Access will also be cashed in, and you will be informed what those effects will be.
You get to vote for one effect to square the ledger on disruption earned so far this year.
[ ] Your efforts have unveiled definitive proof to help mobilise the public.
( Gain a pool of 50pp dedicated to a mini-Snakepit turn as part of the EOY )
[ ] You were able to steal a key piece of equipment used in their repeater signals, and you believe you have a rudimentary detection device that will work in 1 in 10 cases.
( Gain one pt towards the final no-sell of chipping )
[ ] You were able to completely derail their efforts at suborning this neutral species - [Pick one]
( The smaller the polity, the more complete the disruption )
Shey blowing up a Harmony cruiser is a simple freebie.
10ebbor10
DON'T PANIC
- Location
- Present
Will this take effect immediatly, or only once we get all 10 pieces.
Because being able to identify 10% of all cases is already a lot, and heavily disruptive to Horizon infiltration efforts.
- Location
- Australia
Too many false positives at this stage, but it's a good start
Thors_Alumni
Proud member of Thors Class VII from Liberl
- Location
- Liberl Zemuria.
@OneirosTheWriter Is it too late to save the group that is between the Harmony and the Romulans. Sorry I forget their names right now.
- Location
- Patriarchova
The breen will be fine.
- Pronouns
- He/Him
Because Shey is awesome.
So many delicious options! But what to choose...
Political points are always useful, but don't directly solve the problems posed by the Harmony of Horizon. No-selling their chips is vital, but we don't know how many points we're going to need before there's a mechanical effect. Allies free to act are also potentially quite useful for splitting Harmony assets in the likely event of open war, but not necessarily under our direction in the interim. I think I'll go with:
[X] You were able to steal a key piece of equipment used in their repeater signals, and you believe you have a rudimentary detection device that will work in 1 in 10 cases.
( Gain one pt towards the final no-sell of chipping )
Thors_Alumni
Proud member of Thors Class VII from Liberl
- Location
- Liberl Zemuria.
I meant the Bolians. Sorry I had to go and check the most current version of the map that I could find. And from what the map showed they are semi safe from the Horizon since the Federation borders them on 3 sides.
Thors_Alumni
Proud member of Thors Class VII from Liberl
- Location
- Liberl Zemuria.
[X] You were able to steal a key piece of equipment used in their repeater signals, and you believe you have a rudimentary detection device that will work in 1 in 10 cases.
GM's what is our current PP count. Its been a long time and I have forgotten how much we have and need for the next snakepit.
GM's what is our current PP count. Its been a long time and I have forgotten how much we have and need for the next snakepit.
Random Member
Gardener of Human Happiness
- Location
- Behind You
So, Felis, Bolians or Nessic. Anyone else I forgot?
Sigh I hope this does not lead to Harmony invasion since in my mind the Cardassian are the true enemy to be crush.
Harmony while their nanotech AI is dangerous is full of poor naïve and mind controlled fools that does have a better nature when they're not mind hijack.
[X] You were able to completely derail their efforts at suborning this neutral species - [Felis]
( The smaller the polity, the more complete the disruption )
Harmony while their nanotech AI is dangerous is full of poor naïve and mind controlled fools that does have a better nature when they're not mind hijack.
[X] You were able to completely derail their efforts at suborning this neutral species - [Felis]
( The smaller the polity, the more complete the disruption )
- Location
- Peterborough, NH, USA
The Singers don't though.
[X] You were able to steal a key piece of equipment used in their repeater signals, and you believe you have a rudimentary detection device that will work in 1 in 10 cases.