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[[Category:Bureau of Information]][[Category:Task Forces/Unit Portals]][[Category:STAR FLEET: PRIME]][[Category:Silver Fleet]][[Category:Task Force Zinderneuf]][[Category:USS FEYNMAN]] | [[Category:Bureau of Information]][[Category:Task Forces/Unit Portals]][[Category:STAR FLEET: PRIME]][[Category:Silver Fleet]][[Category:Task Force Zinderneuf]][[Category:USS FEYNMAN]] | ||
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<center><font style="font-size: 50px; font-stretch: expanded; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: 800; text-shadow: 4px 4px 4px black;">U.S.S. ''FEYNMAN'' NCC-66000<br> January 1996 Posts</font></center> | |||
<div style="float:right; margin-top: 25px; padding-right: 200px;">[[Image:FEYNMAN PATCH DRAFT2.png|450px|FEYNMAN Shoulder Patch|center]]</div> | |||
<font style="font-size: large; font-stretch: expanded; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">TOTAL JANUARY 1996 POSTS: 49</font> | |||
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<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: Short post for your friendly Ship's Counselor</h3> | <h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: Short post for your friendly Ship's Counselor</h3> | ||
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by Kristen Gant 1-1-1996</h4> | <h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by Kristen Gant 1-1-1996</h4> | ||
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| Andrew Nugteren Christchurch | | | Andrew Nugteren Christchurch | | ||
| Email: andrewn@southern.co.nz New Zealand | | Email: andrewn@southern.co.nz New Zealand | | ||
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Zane looked down, cracking his knuckles. "Keyboard. How quaint." | Zane looked down, cracking his knuckles. "Keyboard. How quaint." | ||
<<<NRPG>>> | <<<NRPG>>><br> | ||
Nogura: I hope you two didn't take the runabout out there just to | Nogura: I hope you two didn't take the runabout out there just to | ||
wreck it. Weren't you on a surveying mission trying to chase | wreck it. Weren't you on a surveying mission trying to chase | ||
down something interesting. You better find something good | down something interesting. You better find something good | ||
to help explain all the damage you've done.<BEG> | to help explain all the damage you've done.<BEG><br> | ||
Away Team:Enjoying our excursion. Loved the virus idea. The Andromeda | Away Team:Enjoying our excursion. Loved the virus idea. The Andromeda | ||
Strain of the 24th century! | Strain of the 24th century!<br> | ||
FEYNMAN:Ominous forboding! | FEYNMAN:Ominous forboding!<br> | ||
respectfully submitted, | respectfully submitted,<br> | ||
LT.CMDR Zane<br> | |||
<pre style="background-color: #303030; color: #ccc7e1;"> | |||
========================================================================== | |||
==== LT.Tarsa Rogers CEO USS TESLA ==== | |||
==== LT.CMDR Zane XO/FO USS FEYNMAN ==== | |||
==== LT.CMDR Nigel Brock ALB INSTRUCTOR HOLODECK 18 ==== | |||
========================================================================== | |||
==== Andy Catterick St. Catharines, Ontario ==== | |||
==== acatteri@freenet.npiec.on.ca Canada ==== | |||
========================================================================== | |||
</pre> | |||
<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: Out of the Asteroid Belt and Into the...</h3> | |||
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by Kristen Gant 1-30-1996</h4> | |||
Stardate: 80130.1458<br> | |||
Scene: Runabout Nogura<br> | |||
MD: 1.1400<br> | |||
Krysa wasn’t happy about Ens. Jarren’s latest idea. However, if they | |||
didn’t try it they would definitely be destroyed when the two asteroid’s | |||
collided. She wished there was another solution, but there wasn’t any | |||
time to come up with one. | |||
“Okay, just do it then. Don’t let me think about it anymore.” | |||
Jarren set to work deciding on the right mix of anti-matter and | |||
deuterium fuel. “Hold on.” he said as fingers began to dance across the | |||
panel in front of him. The runabout rocked and shook until Krysa | |||
thought it was going to come apart at the seams. “Ha!” shouted Jarren. | |||
“We’ve done it! Here we go...” | |||
The runabout lifted of the surface of the asteroid and headed out into | |||
the asteroid field. Jarren again set to work dodging asteroids, and | |||
within a few minutes they were out of the asteroid belt. | |||
“Signal the FEYNMAN. Tell them we are coming in.” | |||
She tried to call up the FEYNMAN. After a moment of hailing, Jenn looked | |||
at Jerran and said, "I still can't get through." She looked at her | |||
sensors, scanning for the Starship. I can’t find the ship. Where did | |||
they go?” | |||
She continued to search with sensors for the missing ship. “I know they | |||
weren’t jus.... Uh, Terri... we are being hailed... It is on a very | |||
strange frequency.” | |||
Jarren looked over at Jenn’s panel. “Who’s hailing us?” | |||
“I don’t know. There aren’t any ships on sensors.” She paused. “Well, | |||
only one way to tell..” Krysa turned back to her console and began | |||
hitting buttons. | |||
<Prepare yourselves, the end is near.> | |||
Regards, | |||
Lt.(j.g.) Krysa Jenn | |||
**** | |||
NRPG: okay, okay, so it’s corny<G> But there is definatley something out | |||
there with a morbid sense of humor. (ie. Jason’s post this am<G>) | |||
Kristen | |||
<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: Arrival to the Moon</h3> | |||
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by Kristen Gant 1-31-1996</h4> | |||
Stardate: 80131.1253<br> | |||
Scene: Runabout Nogura<br> | |||
MD: 1.1435<br> | |||
The runabout had reached the moon and Jarren was putting her into orbit. | |||
Jarren looked at her. “We need to think about this. Let’s see if we can | |||
put something’s together.” | |||
“You’re right. I have been doing some thinking since we got that | |||
recorded message. If what we encountered was an automated security | |||
system, why is it only attacking us in the asteroid belt. Why isn’t it | |||
attacking us now?” | |||
“You have an idea?” Jarren asked | |||
“Well, only that maybe the moon base is a part of the security system. | |||
In other words, a lure to keep intruders away from the real ‘prize’. | |||
Maybe what is actually being protected, is *in* the asteroid belt.” | |||
“Interesting theory. Try hailing the Feynman” | |||
Krysa nodded, and turned back to her panel, “Still no sign of the | |||
Feynman. I’m going to hail the away team.” Krysa began trying to hail | |||
them. “Runabout Nogura to Away Team, do you read me?” | |||
[Zane here. Where are you?] | |||
“We are in orbit around the moon, Sir. There is no sign of the Feynman, | |||
but we are pretty badly damaged, so sensors might not be working. | |||
However, they aren’t answering any hails either.” | |||
Regards,<br> | |||
Lt.(j.g.) Krysa Jenn<br> | |||
<br> | |||
NRPG: I really didn’t know what was up with the FEYNMAN, so I didn’t | |||
want to make them close if they weren’t. But they could pop up at | |||
anytime.... I mean our sensors are pretty badly damaged.<G> Of course | |||
that couldn’t be Krysa’s fault could it?? | |||
Joe, I don’t know what you want to do now. Either wait for Andy to post | |||
something from Zane, or what. I think it might be time to start pooling | |||
some info though. At any rate, I pass along the “ball”<G> | |||
Kristen | |||
<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: Away Team: Moon Base</h3> | |||
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by | |||
Andrew Catterick 1-31-1996</h4> | |||
SD:80131.2200<br> | |||
MD:1.1430<br> | |||
Scene: Command and Information Centre, Fobok running in...<br> | |||
> He then ran in, and handed him the cure, "Sir, this is it..but we've got to go back there..or even just me. The containment field > around the viruses failed, Commander Maril's still back there.." | |||
> He then stood waiting for orders. | |||
Zane hit his commbadge. "Zane to Charles meet me at the research | |||
lab immediately." He turned to McGivers "Stay here and gather as much | |||
information as possible. Fobok your with me." The two officers rushed | |||
from the room, hoping they would be in time to save Maril. | |||
<nowiki>*********************************************************************</nowiki> | |||
<br> | |||
Scene:Outside Research Lab | |||
The two officers arrived in time to see the CSO pulling the | |||
unconscious OPS officer from the room. | |||
"Report." Zane ordered as Fobok crouched beside Maril, running | |||
his tricorder over him. | |||
"I got here about 30 seconds ago and found Commander Maril lying | |||
in the middle of the room. I pulled him out and you arrived." | |||
Fobok stood and ran the tricorder quickly over Jordon. "You seem | |||
to be in good health lieutenant." | |||
"And Maril." Zane asked. | |||
"There is nothing I can do for him here. We must get him back to | |||
the ship." | |||
"Zane to FEYNMAN...Zane to FEYNMAN...Come in FEYNMAN we have a | |||
medical emergency." Zane turned to the other officers. "It seems we | |||
have another problem." | |||
"Perhaps if return to the surface where we originally beamed down | |||
we would have a better chance of being heard." Fobok suggested. | |||
"Good idea. Lieutenant Charles, return to the CIC and aid | |||
McGivers. We'll return there as soon as possible." | |||
<nowiki>*******************************************************************</nowiki> | |||
<br> | |||
Scene: Moonbase, beam-down point. | |||
As the small group emerged from the elevator Zane's commbadge | |||
came to life. [Nogura to Away Team.] | |||
Smiling with relief at Fobok he replied. "Zane here go ahead." | |||
For the next few seconds both filled each other in on their | |||
current status. As was quickly becoming the norm things were growing | |||
much worse. "Do you have enough power to transport Maril up to the | |||
Nogura?" Zane asked. | |||
[Affirmative.] the counselor replied. | |||
"Good. You have more medical equipment then us. Energize." | |||
<<<NRPG>>> | |||
Just a short one to patch a few things together. I have no idea where | |||
any of this is going but I'm looking forward to finding out. It seems we | |||
have 1)a missing starship 2)an almost powerless runabout 3)an ominous | |||
force 4)an ancient moonbase 5)a secret observatory from an ancient but | |||
advanced race spying on the moonbase 6) an infected second officer | |||
Hmmmmm. Where do we go from here:) | |||
Respectfully submitted,<br> | |||
LT.CMDR Zane | LT.CMDR Zane | ||
<pre style="background-color: #303030; color: #ccc7e1;"> | |||
========================================================================== | |||
==== LT.Tarsa Rogers CEO USS TESLA ==== | |||
==== LT.CMDR Zane XO/FO USS FEYNMAN ====R | |||
==== LT.CMDR Nigel Brock ALB INSTRUCTOR HOLODECK 18 ==== | |||
========================================================================== | |||
==== Andy Catterick St. Catharines, Ontario ==== | |||
==== acatteri@freenet.npiec.on.ca Canada ==== | |||
========================================================================== | |||
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