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=/\= USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #946, STARDATE 51703.27 =/\= The Manticore received a distress call from the freighter Tawa. The captain and some crew had died from a mysterious illness. We set up an extruded medical isolation lab, tethered to the hull with Med, Sci and Sec personnel inside, examining the surviving Tawa crew. Just as suddenly as the dead Tawa crew started to reanimate, the USS Obsidian arrived to take "control of the experiment," and cleanse any of our crew who came in contact with the infected. They told us that biohazard suits do not protect against the spores, so our iso lab team is all infected, just as A9 beamed over to the Obsidian. We have now received the full briefing on the spores that the Tawa had carried and A9 has taken command of the Obsidian. =/\= END USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #946, STARDATE 51703.27 =/\=

=/\= USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #945, STARDATE 51703.20 =/\= The Manticore received a distress call from the Tawa. The freighter captain and some of the crew have died from a mysterious illness that their outdated medbay cannot diagnose. We set up an extruded medical isolation lab, tethered to the hull with Med, Sci and Sec personnel in the lab, examining and taking samples from the surviving Tawa crew. Just as the dead Tawa crew started to reanimate, the USS Obsidian arrived to take "control of the experiment," and cleanse any of our crew who came in contact with the infected. They also told us that biohazard suits do not protect against the spores, so our iso lab team is all infected. That was when A9 borrowed an sensor neutral knife and beamed over to the Obsidian - Rambo much? =/\= END USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #945, STARDATE 51703.20 =/\= 170320.txt

=/\= USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #945, STARDATE 51703.20 =/\= The Manticore received a distress call from the Tawa. The freighter captain and some of the crew have died from a mysterious illness that their outdated medbay cannot diagnose. We set up an extruded medical isolation lab, tethered to the hull with Med, Sci and Sec personnel in the lab, examining and taking samples from the surviving Tawa crew. Just as the dead Tawa crew started to reanimate, the USS Obsidian arrived to take "control of the experiment," and cleanse any of our crew who came in contact with the infected. They also told us that biohazard suits do not protect against the spores, so our iso lab team is all infected. That was when A9 borrowed an sensor neutral knife and beamed over to the Obsidian - Rambo much? =/\= END USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #945, STARDATE 51703.20 =/\=

And for the Windows users that are not on Win 10, you already have IE installed already. I know I shouldn't say this, because it will jinx me, but Firefox is still working for my room access, as well. We are 1-2 weeks away from debuting the non-Java chat rooms, btw.

=/\= USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #944, STARDATE 51703.13 =/\= The Manticore received a distress call from the Tawa. The freighter captain and some of the crew have died from a mysterious illness that their outdated medbay cannot diagnose. We have set up an extruded medical isolation lab, tethered to our hull with Med, Sci and Sec personnel in the lab, examining and taking samples from the surviving Tawa crew. Just as the dead crew started to reanimate, the USS Obsidian arrived on the scene to take control of "the experiment," and "cleanse" any of our crew who came in contact with the infected (oh yeah, Bren has been exposed, how soon before it's Dawn Of The Faliver?) =/\= END USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #944, STARDATE 51703.13 =/\= 170313.txt

=/\= USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #944, STARDATE 51703.13 =/\= The Manticore received a distress call from the Tawa. The freighter captain and some of the crew have died from a mysterious illness that their outdated medbay cannot diagnose. We have set up an extruded medical isolation lab, tethered to our hull with Med, Sci and Sec personnel in the lab, examining and taking samples from the surviving Tawa crew. Just as the dead crew started to reanimate, the USS Obsidian arrived on the scene to take control of "the experiment," and "cleanse" any of our crew who came in contact with the infected (oh yeah, Bren has been exposed, how soon before it's Dawn Of The Faliver?) =/\= END USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #944, STARDATE 51703.13 =/\=

Webbie is very close to rolling out our HTML5 chat rooms, so we won't need Java at all. I will check in with him again.

=/\= USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #943, STARDATE 51703.06 =/\= The Manticore received a distress call from the Tawa, a Huron class freighter. The captain and some of the crew have died from a mysterious illness that their outdated medbay cannot diagnose. We have set up an extruded medical isolation lab, tethered to our outer hull with Med, Sci and Sec personnel in the lab, examining and taking samples from the surviving Tawa crew. Sci was just discovering something interesting about the cargo when the Tawa began to move away with no lifesigns, but with new movement onboard. As we puzzle that one out, one of the dead Tawa crew in the iso lab sits up on the slab! =/\= END USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #943, STARDATE 51703.06 =/\= 170306.txt

=/\= USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #943, STARDATE 51703.06 =/\= The Manticore received a distress call from the Tawa, a Huron class freighter. The captain and some of the crew have died from a mysterious illness that their outdated medbay cannot diagnose. We have set up an extruded medical isolation lab, tethered to our outer hull with Med, Sci and Sec personnel in the lab, examining and taking samples from the surviving Tawa crew. Sci was just discovering something interesting about the cargo when the Tawa began to move away with no lifesigns, but with new movement onboard. As we puzzle that one out, one of the dead Tawa crew in the iso lab sits up on the slab! =/\= END USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #943, STARDATE 51703.06 =/\=

=/\= USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #942, STARDATE 51702.27 =/\= The Manticore received a distress call from the Tawa, a Huron class freighter. The captain and some of the crew have died from a mysterious illness that their outdated medbay cannot diagnose. We have set up an extruded medical isolation lab, tethered to our outer hull. We have Med, Sci and Sec personnel in the lab, examining and taking samples from the surviving Tawa personnel. The one catch for the Manticore group in there is they will not be let back on our ship until a cure has been found. =/\= END USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #942, STARDATE 51702.27 =/\= 170227.txt

=/\= USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #942, STARDATE 51702.27 =/\= The Manticore received a distress call from the Tawa, a Huron class freighter. The captain and some of the crew have died from a mysterious illness that their outdated medbay cannot diagnose. We have set up an extruded medical isolation lab, tethered to our outer hull. We have Med, Sci and Sec personnel in the lab, examining and taking samples from the surviving Tawa personnel. The one catch for the Manticore group in there is they will not be let back on our ship until a cure has been found. =/\= END USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #942, STARDATE 51702.27 =/\=

=/\= USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #942, STARDATE 51702.20 =/\= The Manticore received a distress call from the Tawa, a Huron class freighter. The captain and some of the crew have died from a mysterious illness that their outdated medbay cannot diagnose. We have set up an extruded medical isolation lab, tethered to our outer hull. We have Med, Sci and Sec personnel in the lab, examining and taking samples from the surviving Tawa personnel. The one catch for the Manticore group in there is they will not be let back on our ship until a cure has been found. =/\= END USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #942, STARDATE 51702.20 =/\=

=/\= USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #941, STARDATE 51702.13 =/\= The Manticore received a distress call from the Tawa, a Huron class freighter. The captain and some of the crew have died from a mysterious illness that their outdated medbay cannot diagnose. We have ejected our medical isolation lab outside the ship and tethered it to our outer hull. We have Med, Sci and Sec personnel in the lab, awaiting transport of the surviving Tawa personnel. The one catch for the Manticore group in there is that Sovak will not let any of them back on our ship until a cure has been found. =/\= END USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #941, STARDATE 51702.13 =/\= 170213.txt

=/\= USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #941, STARDATE 51702.13 =/\= The Manticore received a distress call from the Tawa, a Huron class freighter. The captain and some of the crew have died from a mysterious illness that their outdated medbay cannot diagnose. We have ejected our medical isolation lab outside the ship and tethered it to our outer hull. We have Med, Sci and Sec personnel in the lab, awaiting transport of the surviving Tawa personnel. The one catch for the Manticore group in there is that Sovak will not let any of them back on our ship until a cure has been found. =/\= END USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #941, STARDATE 51702.13 =/\=

=/\= USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #940, STARDATE 51702.06 =/\= The Manticore has received a distress call from the Tawa, a Huron class freighter. The captain and some of the crew have died from a mysterious illness. The remaining crew are begging for our aid and we have approached this ship. While the bridge crew debates the merits of aiding the crew or blowing the ship to bits, a Med and Sci team suit up in biohazard suits in a transporter room, just in case. =/\= END USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #940, STARDATE 51702.06 =/\= 170206.txt

=/\= USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #940, STARDATE 51702.06 =/\= The Manticore has received a distress call from the Tawa, a Huron class freighter. The captain and some of the crew have died from a mysterious illness. The remaining crew are begging for our aid and we have approached this ship. While the bridge crew debates the merits of aiding the crew or blowing the ship to bits, a Med and Sci team suit up in biohazard suits in a transporter room, just in case. =/\= END USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #940, STARDATE 51702.06 =/\=

=/\= USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #939, STARDATE 51701.30 =/\= The Manticore has received a distress call from the Tawa, a Huron class freighter. The captain and some of the crew have died from a mysterious illness. The remaining crew are begging for our aid. =/\= END USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #939, STARDATE 51701.30 =/\= 170130.txt

=/\= USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #939, STARDATE 51701.30 =/\= The Manticore has received a distress call from the Tawa, a Huron class freighter. The captain and some of the crew have died from a mysterious illness. The remaining crew are begging for our aid. =/\= END USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #939, STARDATE 51701.30 =/\=

=/\= USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #938, STARDATE 51701.23 =/\= The Manticore has just been released from a series of psychological tests by an advanced alien race looking to make First Contact with the Federation soon. Following a series of mass hallucination and time dilation, the crew is mentally exhausted. Trying to "get ourselves right again," we begin a normal patrol only to receive a distress call from the Tawa, a Huron class freighter. =/\= END USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #938, STARDATE 51701.23 =/\= 170123.txt

=/\= USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #938, STARDATE 51701.23 =/\= The Manticore has just been released from a series of psychological tests by an advanced alien race looking to make First Contact with the Federation soon. Following a series of mass hallucination and time dilation, the crew is mentally exhausted. Trying to "get ourselves right again," we begin a normal patrol only to receive a distress call from the Tawa, a Huron class freighter. =/\= END USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #938, STARDATE 51701.23 =/\=

=/\= USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #937, STARDATE 51701.09 =/\= The Manticore had installed the Infinite Improbability Drive in Engineering, that was found under the Jupiter-2, 500 years after it had crashed on a desolate planet. Engaging the IID created the same energy readings as our prior Time/Space vortex events. This time, we did not shut down the engine and even kept diverting more and more of the ship's resources to power the system. As suddenly as the drive took us everywhere all at the same time, our world seemed to stop and "reset" as we were faced with an advanced race that may or may not have also been the Yaku and the Haiweh ... and the Pah-Wraith? ... and the Prophets?? Don't you hate when that happens? =/\= END USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #937, STARDATE 51701.09 =/\= 170109.txt

=/\= USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #937, STARDATE 51701.09 =/\= The Manticore had installed the Infinite Improbability Drive in Engineering, that was found under the Jupiter-2, 500 years after it had crashed on a desolate planet. Engaging the IID created the same energy readings as our prior Time/Space vortex events. This time, we did not shut down the engine and even kept diverting more and more of the ship's resources to power the system. As suddenly as the drive took us everywhere all at the same time, our world seemed to stop and "reset" as we were faced with an advanced race that may or may not have also been the Yaku and the Haiweh ... and the Pah-Wraith? ... and the Prophets?? Don't you hate when that happens? =/\= END USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #937, STARDATE 51701.09 =/\=

There is a sudden blinding white light and a "deafening" silence and stillness. As their vision returns, everyone finds themselves standing or sitting at their duty stations. Everything is back to normal (this includes the engine room, completely repaired and all of the dead engineers back at their stations, alive and unharmed.) Standing in front of each person is a translucent form, in the shape of the most important person from their past. These mentors and heroes begin speaking as one - to the individual in front of them. "Please allow us to explain this to you all." "In your brief histories, you have encountered many races and species of evolved beings. Some have been at your level of development and some have been at a simpler stage in their own journeys. With the less advanced races, you have reacted with both exploitation and assistance. At other times, your peoples have come across others who were much more advanced than yourselves, evolutionarily. Sometimes they were considered magical and evil, sometimes they were considered powerful and ... holy. Your races needed to find some internal way to justify, to make sense of what they were experiencing. During these encounters, the more advanced races would not be able to stay in contact with you for long. They feared persecution, adoration or annihilation - theirs or yours. These races did not want to prompt any of these reactions, yet they would keep trying to make contact in hopes of a prolonged and peaceful coexistence. This would be beneficial for everyone involved. Every few millennia, contact would be attempted again, in hopes that your peoples would be ready for this coexistence." "The reason for this discussion is to put your recent experiences in perspective. It has been many hundreds of years since the last known contact between your races and any representatives of a strikingly higher evolved race. You have an imperfect historical record of that contact that you refer to as the engagement of the Yaku and the Haiweh, before the founding of your Federation. The facts that are collected on that encounter have been reported incorrectly, but there has been no desire or opportunity to correct them for your history. In addition, it perpetuates the need for distance between the different developmental stages of the races. Many of the more advanced races were quite content to allow many thousands of your years to go by before attempting a fresh contact, but that is no longer in our control now. There is an advanced race that is eager to engage and exploit the younger races. They have recently come in contact with your Federation near a stable wormhole where you are operating a stationary starbase. This race is referring to itself as the Pah-Wraith and their contact is purely for their own benefit. This contact accelerated the timetable and it was decided to consider a fresh connection and your ship was selected. We first brought up the specter of the Yaku to gauge how your crew would react and we were pleased that you did not respond with aggression, especially with the addition of the Haiweh, once again." "That is when we provided you with a number of trials. Borrowing from your own fiction, we exposed you to different environments, allies, enemies and stresses. We are particularly sorry for how we presented the trial with your engineering staff, yet we were very pleased with your reaction, both in resolve and adaptation." "What this all means is that the time for your "First Contact" is imminent, once we resolve the issue of the Pah-Wraith. We thank you for your patience, your understanding and, most of all, your growth as a group of young species. In order to facilitate the trials and to lessen the impact on your current timeline, all of the trials have taken up just a fraction of one of your days. (In other words, yes that *is* Bobby Ewing in the shower!)" "We thank you for your understanding and will leave you now. Please know that we never meant you any harm and we will be watching you, preparing for a more formal re-introduction."

=/\= USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #936, STARDATE 51701.02 =/\= The Manticore crash landed in a large lake on an alien world only to discover we have been outfitted with a pontoon flotation system. After communicating with an antiquated robot we discovered on the shore, it told us of the Robinson family, who left Earth in the late 1990's to find suitable planets to colonize. We went to their ship, the Jupiter 2, and found it on a hillside littered with the graves of the Robinson family. We found a giant engine project carved into the hillside, under their ship, that looks to be similar to a quantum slipstream, yet strangely different. We have installed that engine on Manticore. In final tests on the device, old fashioned X-Rays revealed a secret core unit with the words "Don't Panic" on it. After verifying the install, we have pressed the one button on the Infinite Improbability Drive and things have gotten weird! =/\= END USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #936, STARDATE 51701.02 =/\= 170102.txt

=/\= USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #936, STARDATE 51701.02 =/\= The Manticore crash landed in a large lake on an alien world only to discover we have been outfitted with a pontoon flotation system. After communicating with an antiquated robot we discovered on the shore, it told us of the Robinson family, who left Earth in the late 1990's to find suitable planets to colonize. We went to their ship, the Jupiter 2, and found it on a hillside littered with the graves of the Robinson family. We found a giant engine project carved into the hillside, under their ship, that looks to be similar to a quantum slipstream, yet strangely different. We have installed that engine on Manticore. In final tests on the device, old fashioned X-Rays revealed a secret core unit with the words "Don't Panic" on it. After verifying the install, we have pressed the one button on the Infinite Improbability Drive and things have gotten weird! =/\= END USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #936, STARDATE 51701.02 =/\=