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Hey y'all. I've been at this for about 10 years, and I've played a lot of kinds of RP. I like fantasy and sci-fi the most, just because they give me the most to play around with, but I'm cool with almost anything. I just like writing.
Hey y'all. I've been at this for about 10 years, and I've played a lot of kinds of RP. I like fantasy and sci-fi the most, just because they give me the most to play around with, but I'm cool with almost anything. I just like writing.
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Coolio!
If you don't want to bother detailing all the in-between stuff, you can always jump straight into when you're on the Moray.
Just a shorter post to get things started.
Yeah, I couldn't remember where I got the joke from, but that's probably it.
Look, our ship's name is literally just a shortened version of "Enterprise" (because Star Trek), and our bad guy is a pirate who looks like Davy Jones from Pirates of the Caribbean. If you pointed it out everytime I wasn't 100% original, you'd never have time to write
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If you said that whole name out loud, furniture would start floating.
Hmm, that looks familiar, @Jeyma.
Yeah, I couldn't remember where I got the joke from, but that's probably it.
Look, our ship's name is literally just a shortened version of "Enterprise" (because Star Trek), and our bad guy is a pirate who looks like Davy Jones from Pirates of the Caribbean. If you pointed it out everytime I wasn't 100% original, you'd never have time to write
Nick's eyebrows shot up. Carabello had a well-earned reputation as a lax commander, but the most lax commander in the history of ISA wouldn't let those comments pass during a crisis. "That is enough, Security Officer Rod..." Was that a typo? The datapad had a name listed for him, but it had to be a typo. "Rod Jvwaah.... Jvuwauhh..." Nick cleared his throat. "Uh, Rod." If you said that whole name out loud, furniture would start floating.
"I apologize for our officer, Robin. What were you saying? Oh, yes- your toxin plan is officially approved. It's a bit genius, actually." Then, listening to Faust's question, the Captain's face fell. "No. No, no, I am not going to ram their ship in two while half the crew is knocked out and their engines are down. We'll disable the ship. Law enforcement can be called in, and then someone who isn't me can decide what Du-Vos and Co. deserve."
Now the Captain was up on his feet. The sooner this mission is over with, the sooner they can be taken through the Passage and those families can be taken home. "Alright, Beta Team is looking to be Gue'rach, Faust, and Korax. You can take one of the smaller shuttles and dock it on the Moray. When it's ready to go, radio in and we'll alert Alpha team. Good luck, and come home safe.
"Alphas: Robin, Mason, and uh, Rod. You all have a job I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy." He smiled. "Waiting."
Nick orders them to get as fully prepped as they can- including Robin's nerve gas- and then take off in the largest shuttle, the so-named Fat Beetle. Once close to the pirate vessel, they were to attach right to that precious little blind spot. Without breaking stealth, that is. "I'll leave when to start the toxin release to Robin's discretion, but otherwise, you're waiting on our signal to start the evacuation. Me or Cake will send the message to begin, once we know Beta team is ready to launch our attack."
And, of course, Nick practically needed his own team. Too bad he didn't think to make a catchy name for them. Omega Team? "Francesca, you're with me. And Cake, I need you... well, sort of everywhere. If I can't get away from the negotiations enough to reply quickly to Alpha or Beta team, you'll have to take over coordinating it for me."
Nick would take a moment to reflect on how stressful being an AI must be, with everyone asking you to handle all the stuff they couldn't handle, but he couldn't handle that right then. "Everyone good? Let's go."
"I apologize for our officer, Robin. What were you saying? Oh, yes- your toxin plan is officially approved. It's a bit genius, actually." Then, listening to Faust's question, the Captain's face fell. "No. No, no, I am not going to ram their ship in two while half the crew is knocked out and their engines are down. We'll disable the ship. Law enforcement can be called in, and then someone who isn't me can decide what Du-Vos and Co. deserve."
Now the Captain was up on his feet. The sooner this mission is over with, the sooner they can be taken through the Passage and those families can be taken home. "Alright, Beta Team is looking to be Gue'rach, Faust, and Korax. You can take one of the smaller shuttles and dock it on the Moray. When it's ready to go, radio in and we'll alert Alpha team. Good luck, and come home safe.
"Alphas: Robin, Mason, and uh, Rod. You all have a job I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy." He smiled. "Waiting."
Nick orders them to get as fully prepped as they can- including Robin's nerve gas- and then take off in the largest shuttle, the so-named Fat Beetle. Once close to the pirate vessel, they were to attach right to that precious little blind spot. Without breaking stealth, that is. "I'll leave when to start the toxin release to Robin's discretion, but otherwise, you're waiting on our signal to start the evacuation. Me or Cake will send the message to begin, once we know Beta team is ready to launch our attack."
And, of course, Nick practically needed his own team. Too bad he didn't think to make a catchy name for them. Omega Team? "Francesca, you're with me. And Cake, I need you... well, sort of everywhere. If I can't get away from the negotiations enough to reply quickly to Alpha or Beta team, you'll have to take over coordinating it for me."
Nick would take a moment to reflect on how stressful being an AI must be, with everyone asking you to handle all the stuff they couldn't handle, but he couldn't handle that right then. "Everyone good? Let's go."
@Jeyma YAS! Yes, I'm here for the comic relief. But I will be respectful of your forum and mostly listen to you if you want to rein me in.
I hear you. Honestly, I'm not too strict. The scenarios I make up are for everyone to have fun writing in. Speaking of!
Playing Cake is fun.
She's fun to read, too! The Ship AI idea turned out a lot better than I thought it would!
@Zanavy
It's a baby Zapp Brannigan!
We need something to take some of the serious out of this room. So even though literally all my instincts are screaming at me to say no... accepted. Drop him into the CS, and my Chad have mercy on our souls.
(Also, you're on team Alpha. Because you're an alpha male. And because that's the team where you can most get eaten by an alien pirate.)
It's a baby Zapp Brannigan!
We need something to take some of the serious out of this room. So even though literally all my instincts are screaming at me to say no... accepted. Drop him into the CS, and my Chad have mercy on our souls.
(Also, you're on team Alpha. Because you're an alpha male. And because that's the team where you can most get eaten by an alien pirate.)
I don't expect my character to be involved in the current mission, but plan to write some light post about life on the ship meanwhile, so don't wait for me with the mission.
But maybe the pirates have like, um... a botanical garden? A pirate one?
Okay yeah, maybe Elm isn't super relevant to this one.
But a lighter post about what's going on in the rest of the ship could be cool!<Snipped quote by This Girlie>
That’s mainly coming from the science characters IMO. When we get into the actual operation, I think you’d be able to take charge.
Yeah, I'm definetly not here for the science talk. Have you seen my profile pic?
That's a big part of why I squeezed "lighthearted" into my title. Because even though I'm so glad folks who like it can dance with communications arrays and battle tactics, I also don't want anyone to feel weighed down by those things.
And that goes for everyone. If any of y'all don't feel comfortable with the more science-y talk, my advice is just to ignore it. Or straight make up some nonsense technobabble. You're gonna see me doing that one for sure.
Semi-Important Announcement
So, I think I'm planning to move on to the actual action tomorrow night. Don't want things to get stale, especially this early on. Anyone who wants their char. to say anything more in the Situation Room has about 24 hrs.
You're not required to post here, of course, since your character might just not have anything to say. But just to give fair warning before time is up, I'm tagging the non-posters so far: @Raylah@This Girlie
Also, @datadogie- you might want to post to answer Robin's question about whether you can hack the pirate vessel into not detecting her. If you don't want to bother with a full post, just tell me whether she can and I'll have Nick say it.
Oh, don't worry, Franscesca. We'll get to be more friendly with the aliens next time around.
Cake. She was... interesting, to say the least? Nick couldn't quite understand why she wanted to look like a hovering light. Couldn't she be a person, if she wanted to? A holographic one, anyway. Or a floating piece of cake?
Nick shook his head again, only to himself again. He needs to stop going off on these mental tangents. The crew had questions, and there is work to be done.
"Yes, yes, good points all around. Well done. I approve of Gue'rach's and Faust's modified version of the Moray plan, and of Cake commandering the ship's controls. I hadn't thought about the communications array..." Nick half-closes his eyes for a moment, thinking over far too many factors in his mind, "...but I believe it's still doable. At least, it will be if the Navigation Array can really be fixed.
"Beta Team, that means that when you step aboard the Moray, you're gonna have a lot to do and not a lot of time to do it. So I think maybe me and Francesca can buy you some space."
Nick presses a button on his datapad. A holographic image flickers to life over the gray steel table of the Situation Room. It wasn't a particularly flattering picture. The creature displayed was vaguely humanoid in shape- but gigantic, with arms that came to a tentacle-like curl instead of fingers. It's bald head, too, was covered in tentacles where the mouth should be. It puts one in the mind of a Davy Jones or a Cthulhu figure.
"This is Captain Du-Vos. You'll notice that he is a Fithagian. Most Fithagians are not pirates, but this one is. That makes martial combat something we want to stay away from- even the 'short' ones are over 2 meters tall, putting them above everyone here except Gue'rach. Du-Vos is not short." The Captain frowns. "He's also an accomplished tactical commander, ex-military in fact, and he keeps his crew loyal. But he has a weakness."
Now the Captain is- well, not smirking, but grimacing in a way that's almost a smirk. "He's not altogether a monster. He has some tragic story for how he became a pirate, but the gist of it is that he doesn't really want to kill an innocent." Various police and navy reports appear. They detail him raiding merchant caravans, but always leaving enough supplies for his victims to get home safely. "In fact, by all records, he's never even been near that slave auction.
"I'm betting he has a good heart, somewhere deep down. And I'm betting that if he thinks we might really pay the ransom- if we keep him talking- then he'll keep the hostages alive and well. With some luck, me or Ambassador Lunarius can have him 'negotiating' with us for hours. That will buy Team Beta plenty of repair time while Du-Vos is distracted. That wouldn't work with any other pirate that I've met." After a moment, and in a quiter voice, he adds "Poor old man is in the wrong line of work."
He lets the plan settle across the room for a moment, and then looks to Lt. Faust. "As for your question, Lieutenant: we don't have an exact list of names or ages. Luckily, a station worker who saw the boarding said it had approximately 20 humans. The largest of our shuttles should just barely hold them all, if they stand shoulder to shoulder. And maybe don't breathe too hard."
Nick shook his head again, only to himself again. He needs to stop going off on these mental tangents. The crew had questions, and there is work to be done.
"Yes, yes, good points all around. Well done. I approve of Gue'rach's and Faust's modified version of the Moray plan, and of Cake commandering the ship's controls. I hadn't thought about the communications array..." Nick half-closes his eyes for a moment, thinking over far too many factors in his mind, "...but I believe it's still doable. At least, it will be if the Navigation Array can really be fixed.
"Beta Team, that means that when you step aboard the Moray, you're gonna have a lot to do and not a lot of time to do it. So I think maybe me and Francesca can buy you some space."
Nick presses a button on his datapad. A holographic image flickers to life over the gray steel table of the Situation Room. It wasn't a particularly flattering picture. The creature displayed was vaguely humanoid in shape- but gigantic, with arms that came to a tentacle-like curl instead of fingers. It's bald head, too, was covered in tentacles where the mouth should be. It puts one in the mind of a Davy Jones or a Cthulhu figure.
"This is Captain Du-Vos. You'll notice that he is a Fithagian. Most Fithagians are not pirates, but this one is. That makes martial combat something we want to stay away from- even the 'short' ones are over 2 meters tall, putting them above everyone here except Gue'rach. Du-Vos is not short." The Captain frowns. "He's also an accomplished tactical commander, ex-military in fact, and he keeps his crew loyal. But he has a weakness."
Now the Captain is- well, not smirking, but grimacing in a way that's almost a smirk. "He's not altogether a monster. He has some tragic story for how he became a pirate, but the gist of it is that he doesn't really want to kill an innocent." Various police and navy reports appear. They detail him raiding merchant caravans, but always leaving enough supplies for his victims to get home safely. "In fact, by all records, he's never even been near that slave auction.
"I'm betting he has a good heart, somewhere deep down. And I'm betting that if he thinks we might really pay the ransom- if we keep him talking- then he'll keep the hostages alive and well. With some luck, me or Ambassador Lunarius can have him 'negotiating' with us for hours. That will buy Team Beta plenty of repair time while Du-Vos is distracted. That wouldn't work with any other pirate that I've met." After a moment, and in a quiter voice, he adds "Poor old man is in the wrong line of work."
He lets the plan settle across the room for a moment, and then looks to Lt. Faust. "As for your question, Lieutenant: we don't have an exact list of names or ages. Luckily, a station worker who saw the boarding said it had approximately 20 humans. The largest of our shuttles should just barely hold them all, if they stand shoulder to shoulder. And maybe don't breathe too hard."
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