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<font style="font-size: large; font-stretch: expanded; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">TOTAL MARCH 1996 POSTS: TBD</font>
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<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: We're Back</h3>
<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: We're Back</h3>
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by Kristen Gant 3-2-1996</h4>
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by Kristen Gant 3-2-1996</h4>
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Charles Jencks 3-30-1996</h4>
Charles Jencks 3-30-1996</h4>
SD 80330.0745 GMT (as always)... 80329.2345 PST (where I am)<br>
SD 80330.0745 GMT (as always)... 80329.2345 PST (where I am)<br>
MD 3.0300<br>
With the 'commish' on Furjen... at the Blue Stork Bar<br>
With the 'commish' on Furjen... at the Blue Stork Bar<br>


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BTW Krazny is 1.9 meters tall... so, quite a bit above average... maybe
BTW Krazny is 1.9 meters tall... so, quite a bit above average... maybe
six inches or so. And he's only 18.
six inches or so. And he's only 18.
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- Charles Jencks (jencksc@watnxt12.ucr.edu)                              -
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- Student of History, Life, And All Things Remotely Star Trek!            -
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-----------------------------ASR Charachter List---------------------------
- Ens Christophe Boulanger, USS MELBOURNE FCO, Blue Fleet                -
- Ens K'Zeka'Sl'V"Kia, USS GAUSS FCO, Blue Fleet                          -
- Ens Krazny Oktyabr, USS FEYNMAN CNS, Silver Fleet                      -
- Ens Jarin Edisrevir, USS LINCOLN CSO, Red Fleet                        -
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- Charles Jencks (jjencksc@watnxt12.ucr.edu) -<br>
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If you don't write it down, then it never happened.<br>
- Student of History, Life, And All Things Remotely Star Trek! -<br>
- Dr Caroline Ryan, MD, FACS<br>
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<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: Technology Now</h3>
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by Max Felsher 3-30-1996</h4>
SD 80330.2000 (GMT)<br>
MD 2.1100<br>
Furjen Museum of Technology(Taung)<br>
 
Maril, Koreth, and Jerran walked along with the tourguide who was showing some
of Furjen's technological acheivements. They had left the NFUS about an hour
ago, and had proceeded to the museum.
 
"And here is an exhibit on our undersea technology," the tourguide, whose name
was Sonel, explained. "We have developed many habitats that function
at depths of more than five miles and we have explored all of our oceans except
for the very deepest part of the 9.6-mile-deep Getryono Depth. We even have
built three thriving, independent cities in the Axajn Ocean. Here's the next
exhibit...."
 
They continued on their tour, seeing the Furjen propulsion technology and
their sewer systems. Suddenly, Solen stopped abruptly. He said, for some
reason a little unsure, "This is our laser technology room. It needs to be dark
for better viewing of the lasers." The three walked in, unaware of what they
were walking into.
 
As Solen explained about the lasers, Maril felt something cold touch the side
of his head. Then someone whispered, "Move and you die."
 
Lt. Koreth, who was nearest to Maril, saw this action and kicked the phaser(for
that's what it was) out of the attacker's hand. Suddenly, there were attackers
swirling around the three officers. All of them knew how to defend themselves,
but there were at least three assailants for every officer. In the end, Maril,
Jerran, and Koreth found themselves with phasers pointed at them and nowhere to
run. The light came back on, and the three officers could see that there were
never lasers in that room. A man who was apparently the leader stepped
forward.
 
"Who are you and what do you want?" Maril asked, not wavering in his tone.
"Simple. We are Yintirego. Some call us an ultra-isolationist terrorist
group. We don't see ourselves that way. We just want things to stay the way
they were before all of these alien cultures dirtied us. And, we want the
Federation to deny Furjen membership. If thay accept Furjen, you three won't
live to see your ship again." The leader walked out of the room, followed by
the rest of those who had attacked them. Once they had all left, Lt. Koreth
immediately tried to open the door.


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"It's no use. The seals on this door are so tight it would take days to break
- Ens Christophe Boulanger, USS MELBOURNE FCO, Blue Fleet -<br>
through them," he observed grimly.
- Ens K'Zeka'Sl'V"Kia, USS GAUSS FCO, Blue Fleet -<br>
- Ens Krazny Oktyabr, USS FEYNMAN CNS, Silver Fleet -<br>
- Ens Jarin Edisrevir, USS LINCOLN CSO, Red Fleet -<br>
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If you don't write it down, then it never happened.<br>
Maril tapped his communicator. "Maril to Feynman. Do you read? Feynman, come
- Dr Caroline Ryan, MD, FACS<br>
in. The comm signals must be jammed too," the Tamarian lamented.
 
"Wait a minute," Jerran said. "Their tecnology is supposed to be about 100
years behind ours. There has to be some technology that they can't or didn't
stop."
 
Maril nodded. "Demel going back into the factory," he ordered as they started
to work.
 
The sun has met the sea,<br>
Lt. Commander Onta Maril,<br>
First Officer, USS Feynman,<br>
aka Max Felsher<br>
 
NRPG:<br>
All: How's that for pressure? So now, we have a dillemna: do we accept Furjen and
kill the officers or deny Furjen and save the officers? Although I'm sure we'll
think of a solution which has nothing to do with either. :)
Jason, Joseph: How are we going to get out of this?
 
Lt. Cmdr. Onta Maril FO USS Feynman<br>
Ens. Siqor CEO USS Tesla<br>
<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: Captain's Log</h3>
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by
Andrew Catterick 3-30-1996</h4>
SD:80330.1900<br>
MD3.0330<br>
Scene: Captain's Ready-Room<br>
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Zane sat back in the comfortable low chair that faced the room's
window and gazed down at the planet below. With the entire senior staff,
save himself, gone it had been a completly relaxing day. Taking a sip of
his drink he savoured the quiet. The ship was in peak condition, the
crew was content and the away teams had all reported in that Furjen was
everything it had been reported to be. And, the commissioner was out of
his hair.
 
Placing the glass on the low table beside him he began his final
duty of the day...
 
"...Captain's Log stardate 80330.0330....
 
After a full day in orbit of the planet Furgen I am pleased to
announce that all is proceeding as hoped. Reports from all personnel
have painted the planet as an excellent prospect for Federation
membership.
 
Having been granted shore-leave for the entire crew by the
planetary government I am pleased to see all department heads taking them
up on their offer. However, I can't say I'm all that surprised that each
of them have decided to mix 'business with pleasure'. It seems that
while they are all enjoying themselves they are also appraising the
planet and its inhabitants.
 
Lt. Jenn's party seem to be having the most fun, at least what I
would consider enjoyable. They have attended one of the local festivals
and from what Kyrsa has told me the inhabitants are a warm, caring
bunch. While much of the festivities are steeped in in ancient custom
there may be some medicinal benefits to the rituals in much the same way
of the Vulcan's. I'm sure Starfleet Medical and Sociological teams would
find this of interest.
 
Lt.Cmdr Maril's party while claiming to be enjoying themselves
immensely have confined themselves to view some of the technological
achievements of the Furjen. While I can understand the interest to the
officers in question I'd have to say that my heart is in the festivals.
Perhaps when some of the senior staff return I may get a chance for a
quick visit.
 
As with the 'cultural brigade' Maril's party seem to have found
several items of interest. Of note is the Furjen foray into Transwarp
technology. Long abandoned by Starfleet as impractical, Lt. Koreth has
given me a brief outline of how the Furjen have managed to solve some of
the main problem's that plagued Captain Stiles and the old Excelisor
experiments. If the technology is half as promising as my CEO thinks the
Furjen may have a breakthrough on their hands. They have hinted that
they need a starship for further testing. I have forwarded the
information back to EPSILON along with the request that should the planet
gain addmission, and should the technology seem feasible, that the
FEYNMAN be allowed to return in aid of the final tests.
 
Finally, Ensigns Sr'Qwon and Krazny have the unenviable task of
escorting the commissioner around. As the offical ceremonies and
interviews do not begin until after the coming elections they are not
necessarily 'on business'. The commissioner has decided to experience
the Furjen nightlife and Onta has wisely detailed the CSO and CNS to
accompany him.
 
I was a little concerned to hear that they had found themselves
in the midst of a riot but am happy to report that they were neither the
cause nor the root. They maintained their professionalism in front of
such potential danger. I am also happy to relay Sr'qwon's preliminary
report as to how the local authorities contained the riot, which was
really just a bar-room brawl reminescent of EPSILON'S Wall. Local
militia units arrived quickly and dispersed the group with miminal force
using nothing more lethal than water-cannons.
 
Closer to home, the Ferengi vessel we encountered yesterday has
entered orbit. After receiving a standard customs inspection without
incident. The trading vessel began to download its cargo. It appears to
be fully loaded and after six hours it is still transporting its
freight. As expected the cargo is being received by one of our escorts
chief competitors. It seems that while they may be a little overzealous
they are firmly rooted in free enterprise.
 
<<<NRPG>>>
 
Hi all. Just fitting Zane into the overall scheme as well as providing
his views on what has transpired so far....
 
As the time for Maril to report in has not arrived Zane is still unaware
that something is amiss. Have fun!
 
You will be happy to know (or perhaps scared for me!) that I am offically
logged in as the FEYNMAN'S rep on the RT. So please light a candle on my
behalf! <EG>
 
If you are interested, and I hope you are, there is a section dealing
with the RT on the ASR webpage. Any questions or comments regarding the
RT please let me know.....
 
regards,<br>
Andy<br>
 
-CMDR Zane, Commanding, USS FEYNMAN<br>
-LT.CMDR Nigel Brock, Instructor, Holodeck 18<br>
-LT.CMDR Tarsa Rogers, Executive Officer, USS GAUSS<br>
<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: Captain's Ready-Room</h3>
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by
Andrew Catterick 3-31-1996</h4>
> SD 80331.2030<br>
> MD 3.0400<br>
> Scene: Captain's Ready-room<br>
><br>
> "He'll probably have time for that. Look, the locals have asked us to<br>
> provide observers for the election. You'll be leaving for the main<br>
> ballot-counting facility in the capital city in six hours, two hours after<br>
> the polls open. The Commissioner has been asked for, so if he's in any<br>
> condition to leave Sickbay, he goes."<br>
>
> "Yes, sir."<br>
>
 
"Ah sir...." Ensign Sr'qwon seemed quite uncomfortable.
 
"Yes ensign?"
 
"I think there may be something going on with the planetary
election and well..."
 
Zane frowned. "Spit it out ensign."
 
"....Well sir, I think the commissioner may be involved."
 
Zane stood, his frown deepening. This was all he needed an
over-zealous CSO who was seeing conspiracy on the third day of his first
mission. "That's a very serious charge ensign. Are you aware of the
exemplary career of the commissioner?" Zane tried to keep the lecturing
tone out of his voice. "What do you base this on?"
 
The CSO with referral to the counselor told Zane of the terrorist
acts and the comissioner's reaction and then the rather surprising
conversation with the president.
 
Zane remained silent for a few moments considering the incident
Sr'qwon had just described. "Good work! I find it hard to believe
that something like this could involve the commissioner but I
agree with your suspicions." Zane paused. "And it explains the request
for election observers."
 
Returning to his chair he looked up to the two officers.
"Continue with your assignment of escorting the commissioner and do not
impede his actions in any way. Officially nothing changes but I want you
to keep this incident in the back of your mind."
 
 
> "I suggest you two get some rest. Be back here at 0800. You beam down at<br>
> 1000."<br>
><br>
<<<NRPG>>><br>
 
Just tying some threads...
 
ALL: Just to keep all the threads in line we'll say that 0800 is the<br>
designated time to report in so Max and Jenn I'll hear from your<br>
two parties (or not if your still lost) at that time and we can<br>
decide how to continue from there.<br>
 
Charles: Did you miss my last post and Andrew's?<br>
 
respectfully submitted,<br>
 
Andy
 
-CMDR Zane, Commanding, USS FEYNMAN<br>
-LT.CMDR Nigel Brock, Instructor, Holodeck 18<br>
-LT.CMDR Tarsa Rogers, Executive Officer, USS GAUSS<br>
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