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LtCdrGromVik

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  1. Or the infamous "I survived STSF Academy sims" tee-shirts? ;)
  2. STSF Counselors are standing by... ;)
  3. LOL...do we have one of those deals running if we make a $100 pledge we get a signed GM swimsuit calender? :) ::thinks for a moment...then shudders::
  4. ::pockets wads of cash:: Well, your multi-million dollar simmers still need their new year bonuses. :;):
  5. GromVik's Logs (Log 57) Lieutenant Commander GromVik Chief Engineer- Sky Harbor Aegis 0301.10 "The Bug" "Computer open duty log and begin recording... It's taken us nearly all week, but I think we finally have a working product. Previous simulations have failed, but after another day's work, my team and I were able to work out the bugs out of "The Bug." Nearly a week ago, Captain Meve assigned us the task of creating a program that would totally wipe out the entire computer core and its systems, but would leave the station's sensors in tact to capture the last few bits of information before Cardassia and Aegis become space dust. The task was daunting. We needed to leave enough intelligence within the computer itself to perform the operations of scanning and transmitting data. The fears of Captain Meve was that somebody would nose around on Aegis extracting whatever information it could before the station was destroyed with the planet. His fears are well founded. There are many who would risk their lives just to get a piece of strategic information found within these walls. Nevertheless, the sensors will be left functioning, but will be given a fail-safe device. If they are tampered with in anyway, they will shutdown and the programming information will delete itself. We've already readied the bug, and loaded it into the computer. Now it's just a matter of setting the inevitable in motion. My office needs packing. Computer close duty log..."
  6. The very reason I've always avoided ShoreLeave. :wink: Grom ;)
  7. This sounds like a similar problem that I have run into. Are you behind any sort of firewall that would prevent you from opening java appelets? Your problem sounds like a Java thing.
  8. Ensign, You bring up a very good point. As with almost everything in life, first impression is everything. First Contact left a wonderful first impression with me that the other three failed to do. Sure Generations and Insurrection grew on me over time and are in my video collection, but I'll never forget how awesome First Contact was in the theaters and how it left me thankful that the Enterprise crew had once again saved us from the Borg. :wink:
  9. GromVik's Logs (Log 56) Lieutenant Commander GromVik On Assignment: USS Pandora's Box 0212.20 "Rendez-Vous" "Computer, open duty log and begin recording... As of 0300 hours this morning we have completed our mission in directing all of the system monitors towards Cardassia. This certainly was not an easy assignment. Many of the monitors lay hidden in obscure areas of the system for obvious strategic reasons. We have received a temporary rendezvous location from Captain Michaels, however, with recent instability, this location is subject to change at any time. At current speed, we will reach the rendezvous position in less than four hours. In our trek across this system, we have picked up nearly fifty-five stragglers from the planet seeking our assistance. Decks five and six have been designated to house our guests, but space is becoming limited, and security is beginning to feel the strain. We've already had several minor scuffles between Cardassians and my crew. These situations were handled appropriately, but I sense the necessity to get our guests off of Pandora as quick as possible, before something worse transpires. Computer close and save duty log...."
  10. GromVik’s Logs (Log 55) Lieutenant Commander GromVik USS Pandora’s Box "Fishing with Pandora" Computer, open duty log and begin recording… I arrived back on the Aegis shortly after 2200 hours fully expecting to resume my duties as Chief Engineer. Much to my surprise, Captain Meve had different plans. Currently I am at a loss has gone on during my absence, but I do know the task I have before me. Before the opening of Sky Harbor Aegis almost two years ago, my former Chief, Lieutenant Commander Hartle, was assigned to install system monitors. These monitors held the purpose of keeping watch over the system. Many of the locations of these monitors are classified, and few have been discovered, except for the accidental freighter that has drifted off course. Unfortunately, my assignment is to find all of the monitors and redirect their focus on Cardassia itself. I have before me the official documentation of the placement of these monitors, however, many of the documents are confusing, and some have been modified over the last couple of years. The first couple of monitors nearest to Aegis were the easiest to find, but the easiness stopped there. We are having troubling locating the fifth monitoring unit. If it were not for Pandora’s Box, we’d be making no headway in the search for number five. Lieutenant Ralliford has been an extreme asset on this mission. His keen eyes were able to locate monitor number four during his command of the night shift. I suppose we have bigger problems to worry about. The last couple of days we have picked up more than twenty stragglers from Cardassia. I have locked down all of the ship’s sensitive systems and have confined our “guests” to deck 6. Among the stragglers is Gul Rophar, a Cardassian war veteran. I have dispatched an extra security detail to keep an eye on him. I did fail to mention that we are operating on a skeleton crew, and rotating twelve hour shifts. Progress is slow, and the orders could take weeks to carry out. I have heard nothing from Captain Meve as far as a rendezvous position, but then again, he didn’t even know where they were going. GromVik out. Computer, close duty log…
  11. On behalf of the GromVik fan club...we salute you! :(
  12. Oh you get paid aliright, but it all goes to your benefit plan. :)
  13. I have to say the best line comes from Star Trek: Insurrection when Picard, Worf and Data are singing, "A Brittish Tar." Picard: "Worf do you know Gilbert and Sullivan?" Worf: "I have not yet been able to familiarize my self with all of the crew." Picard: "They're composers Worf. :)
  14. GromVik's Logs Lieutenant Commander GromVik Acting Commanding Officer, USS Crowell "Longing for Aegis" Computer, Open Personal Log. It's been three months now, and I find myself weary of command. Star Fleet Headquarters told me that these assignments would only be temporary, but there has been no word from them as far as a permanent replacement goes. This last week, I actually found myself longing to return back to my home, Aegis. Aegis is where my heart is, where I grew up as an officer, where, should providence dictate I shall end my career. Yet, I have experienced some amazing things in my command of this small vessel. Right away SFHQ immersed me into a precarious role. Colony 7466, a rather remote colony near the Star Fleet boundaries, sent an urgent distress call. The Crowell happened to be the only vessel in the region, so command ordered us to investigate. Upon arrival three vessels of unknown origin ambushed us. We took heavy damage during the first few minutes of the battle. Our only means of escape was a nearby nebula which would render energy based weapons useless and would disable our shields. I found myself in a similar situation when I was under Captain Bulloc. The Pandora's Box was attacked, and her only option was a nearby nebula. I ordered repairs to begin, wondering if the enemy vessels would follow. They did. I ordered the con to take us deeper into the nebula, letting the situation roll through my head. I could conclude no feasible way out. Our weapons were useless, our shields not able to be used in the nebula...what could I do? Then it hit me. We possessed two shuttles on board. Don't get me wrong, it's not usually my policy to use such tactics, but given the situation, I decided my actions to be necessary and warranted. We launched both shuttles unmanned, and controlled them from the Crowell. The first task was to find these vessels. Fortunately that was not a difficult task. All three vessels were together. They searched through the nebula like mice looking for cheese in a maze. The plan was to ram one shuttle into the warp drive unit of one of the vessels, hoping to create an energy leak. Then the other shuttle would power up her phasers and ignite the leak, thus destroying one vessel and hoping the shock wave would disable or destroy the other two without destroying the Crowell in the process. The plan could not have gone any smoother. Upon impact of the first shuttle a large plasma leak developed. I ordered the Crowell to make her way full speed out of the nebula to get a jump on the shock wave that was imminent. The second shuttle, as planned, ignited the plasma, destroying the damaged vessel and creating a powerful shock wave as an effect. The wave was stronger than anticipated. As the Crowell neared the fringe of the nebula, two more large explosions were seen, presumable the other two vessels. Yet, there was no time to celebrate, for the shock wave rushed towards the Crowell. As soon as we exited the nebula, we went into warp, narrowly missing the shock wave by three seconds or less. Providence was on our side on that day. It turns out, these alien species destroyed the colony and they sent the distress signal in order to score a larger victory for their species. SFHQ is not sure what gripes they have with the Federation, but obviously they are serious enough that the species would ambush a Star Fleet vessel. There are countless other stories and adventures that I could spend hours recounting...yet as I said, my heart longs to return to the Renc wing...the Renc wing. Perhaps it's the seclusion, perhaps the stress is less, but whatever drives my heart is strong, and I have petitioned SFHQ for my return to Aegis. End Personal Log.