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Cmdr JFarrington

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  1. USS Manticore Briefing, Stardate 52003.30 Manticore was sent to the Huron sector near the Romulan neutral zone border to entertain a wealthy Ferengi named Mork so his sector will remain open for Federation use and out of Romulan hands. Mork insisted upon a fancy dinner for his new envoy. His choice of cuisine was shocking to say the least. Consulting with the top brass was futile because their moral compass was clouded by politics. An away mission discovered a secret basement filled with alien prisoners. The crew devised an escape plan and successfully freed everyone without a hitch. Unfortunately, McFly and Kenickie have been drugged by Mork and were auctioned off to the highest bidder. The crew attempted to follow and find and rescue them. Commander Kenickie escaped from the Klingon ship. Captain McFly is still held hostage by a Cardassian starship. Manticore is presently in hot pursuit to rescue him. Kansas Kenickie: Begin Sim Kansas Kenickie: Begin Sim Kansas Kenickie: begin simmmmmmm Callista Tyrel: :: rubs her brow..a bit fatigued after all the action but then looks at Commander Kenickie in that pink....dress? oh my :: Erich Jaenke: :: On the bridge in the seat next to the Captain's chair :: BrenFaliver: ::Standing near the bridge Science station:: Gila Orrak: :: Hears of Kenickie's arrival :: Kansas Kenickie: Scan the area for McFly's locator chip. Cmdr JFarrington: :::sick bay, doing what she can::: Erich Jaenke: :: Looks to Bren :: Kansas Kenickie: :::walks to the center of the Bridge, dress swooshing::: Callista Tyrel: Commander...the Captain? :: notes the blood on the dress...:: You injured? Gila Orrak: +Bridge+ What is Kenickie's condition? BrenFaliver: Locator Chip, Commander? We last tried his combadge and got.... a comedy of errors. Kansas Kenickie: Yeah, I am alright.... it's not my blood. Amanda Davis PhD: ::working around sick bay, making sure everything is set up properly::: Kansas Kenickie: There is a location chip in his arm.... it should help us find him and/or locate the ship. Amanda Davis PhD: :::wondering why she was attached to a covert ops ship::: Gila Orrak: +Bridge+ I wanted so much to look on the inside of Commander Kenickie. Callista Tyrel: I would be responsible for those errors. Sorry . BrenFaliver: What material is the chip made of? It'll help me narrow the sweep considerably. Amanda Davis PhD: ::she's a psychiatrist and a neurosurgeon, for goodness sakes:: Kansas Kenickie: look in his medical file, it should have all that mumbo-jumbo in it Erich Jaenke: :: Slowly regaining his senses :: I will attempt a scan. :: Goes to the console and does a wide-field scan a few light-years out :: Callista Tyrel: + Gila + Tyrel here. She appears alright....she will need a change perhaps. Gila Orrak: +Tyrel+ Disposition? Cmdr JFarrington: ::exits sick bay, enters the lift:: Bridge. Gila Orrak: +Bridge+ Farrington is coming up there. What is Jaenke's condition? Cmdr JFarrington: :::steps out onto the bridge and replaces the junior officer at helm:: Kansas Kenickie: Erich.... you OK? or do you need to go to sickbay. Gila Orrak: :: Eyes Doc Davis :: Erich Jaenke: The aquatic steamrolled my mind. I will recover. Erich Jaenke: I was here to merely take command if need be. Erich Jaenke: I am getting nothing on sensors, but that could be for many reasons. Kansas Kenickie: I sure you did better then I am ::Smirks:: BrenFaliver: ::muttered:: This medical record makes no damn sense.... ::normal:: Erich, here are some mineral profiles that may be relevant Annika Sorenson: ::in the cargo bay, keeping tabs on the Xindi Aquatic:: Erich Jaenke: Narrowing the search. Erich Jaenke: We can raise the gain, but that will raise the noise. Kansas Kenickie: punch it up and find my Man Callista Tyrel: I can work on that Chief... :: tries working with bandwidth on the long range scanners :: Erich Jaenke: We will lose real-time scans while it compares scans to compensate. Cmdr JFarrington: Copy, Commander. Punching it up. Kansas Kenickie: take power from wherever you can if you need to. Callista Tyrel: Rerouting Commander... Erich Jaenke: Shall we request other ships join in the scan? Erich Jaenke: :: Sitting in the aft of the bridge working at a reconfigured station :: Kansas Kenickie: No..... we are on a solo mission here Cmdr JFarrington: ::keeping track of whatever is found when it is found::: Kansas Kenickie: :::Paces and swooshes:: Callista Tyrel: :: looks up from a small assistant position next to Jaenke :: Gila Orrak: sickbay: So far no one to save. Good thing some are afraid of my handiwork. Kansas Kenickie: that Cardassian ship couldn't have gotten too far. Callista Tyrel: :: To Erich :: We have those warp trails and impulse wakes...Cardassian vessels do not have cloaks? Do they? Amanda Davis PhD: :::sighs, approaching Gila:: Everything is set on my end. Anything else you need me to work on, or can I finish my observations? Erich Jaenke: Not to my knowledge. Gila Orrak: We are set. You may observe away. Gila Orrak: :: Will need to watch her, observing my forehead :: Kansas Kenickie: our plan was terrible. Cmdr JFarrington: :::Kansas::: Warp speed, ma'am? Slow it down? Kansas Kenickie: fast as you can. Annika Sorenson: ::nods and heads to the science lab, leaving the aquatic under the care of the scientists in the bay:: Cmdr JFarrington: Yes, ma'am. Punching it. Amanda Davis PhD: Thank you, Doctor. I have too many papers to finish. Well, not exactly papers, but it's work. Callista Tyrel: :: looks at Erich :: You ever have someone under your command beam back two combadges in one mission? Amanda Davis PhD: :::she enters her office and sits to finish several things::: Erich Jaenke: Yes, they are not infallible. Kansas Kenickie: have we picked up any signals? Callista Tyrel: Thank you. :: smiles briefly :: BrenFaliver: ::Looks at Callista with his jaw a little agape:: That was cold. Annika Sorenson: ::enters the science lab:: Callista Tyrel: :: feels a bit rattled :: Cmdr JFarrington: :::checking all areas, just so they don't plow into an asteroid::: Erich Jaenke: :: Feels the emotions on the bridge from the people around him. Pushes it out of his mind :: Gila Orrak: I am going to check on the Commander. Would not be the first time command dismissed an injury. Kansas Kenickie: Action> A faint Cardassian signal can be picked up. Annika Sorenson: ::is informed the chief is up on the bridge, and decides to head up there to lend a hand if needed:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::as her door is open, she replies:: Yes, Doctor. I'll be here. Callista Tyrel: Sir...:: points to something for Erich :: Annika Sorenson: ::arrives onto the bridge and takes Science II:: Kansas Kenickie: Annoying Karl> I bet the Captain is ground chuck by now. Erich Jaenke: We have something that conforms to known Cardassian engine outputs.. Cmdr JFarrington: :::checks her console, then adjusts their heading::: Kansas Kenickie: ::Smiles:: let's head that way as fast as we can, eh? Gila Orrak: :: Enters the bridge, seeing there's a party going on :: Cmdr JFarrington: ::Kansas:: Max warp, ma'am? Might be a dead giveaway. Cmdr JFarrington: ::leaves out that we might just crash into it:: Kansas Kenickie: max warp.... I like to make a splash. Annika Sorenson: ::checks scanner readings from her console:: Callista Tyrel: :: notes Gila's entry and nods :: Gila Orrak: :: Gets out her phaser, err, medical scanner :: Cmdr JFarrington: Yes, ma'am. Moving to max warp. Making a splash. Gila Orrak: :: Gets close, but not too close to Kenikie and scans :: Callista Tyrel: What are the odds of a Human being on a Cardassian ship Chief? Erich Jaenke: Cardassian vessels are not particularly efficient. Gila Orrak: :: huffs :: Amanda Davis PhD: ::steps out of her office to check on the injured::: Erich Jaenke: Not much, but her mind is very... interesting. Annika Sorenson: ::Smiles:: Kansas Kenickie: :::gets a towel and cleans up her hands... only:: Gila Orrak: I heard that Chief engineer...things you will not find out. :: the scanner whirls and beeps :: Callista Tyrel: :: notes the Klingon blood on the Pink Dress of the Commander,s has an interesting color pattern to it :: Cmdr JFarrington: ::total focus on her console, checking OPS every now and then::: Annika Sorenson: ::also notices this:: Erich Jaenke: :: to Tyrel :: She has been trained to block mental attempts, but it is fun to try. Callista Tyrel: What about the Captain? :: to Erich :: Callista Tyrel: :: can sense the Manticore ...at very high warp :: Erich Jaenke: What about him exactly? :: He asks, training the computer to keep a lock on the signal :: Kansas Kenickie: Action> Cardassian ship isn't moving that fast.... arrogant spoon-heads::: Cmdr JFarrington: Approaching the Cardassian vessel, ma'am. Callista Tyrel: Do you think he will be alright? :: a bit worried :: Erich Jaenke: +Sorenson+ How is our swimming patient? Kansas Kenickie: Slow us down, lets see if we can steal our man back... maybe their shields are down. Annika Sorenson: She's doing well ::back on the bridge:: Healthy, and she seems to be in good spirits. She's in the care of our competent officers down in the cargo bay Cmdr JFarrington: Slowing to warp 8. Amanda Davis PhD: ::Moving from one bed to another, directing nurses, checking the psychiatric ward::: Erich Jaenke: +Sorenson I will speak with her after this is over. Erich Jaenke: I think he will do all he can to stay alive. Annika Sorenson: Sounds good. Kansas Kenickie: does anyone know how our guests are doing.... I forgot about them. Callista Tyrel: :: looks to Erich concerned :: Are you sure you don't want to have someone ....able to handle the load....to talk to the Aquatic? Gila Orrak: They are fine Commander. Annika Sorenson: Our Xindi guests? They're fine. Cmdr JFarrington: ::slight adjustment around a few asteroids:: Cmdr JFarrington: ::no one likes a broken asteroid... or a broken ship::: Kansas Kenickie: Scan for McFly's chip... Annika Sorenson: They're physically fine, anyway. Erich Jaenke: We, she entered my mind to boost my ability... so I'd like to know more about that. Callista Tyrel: oh. :: quiets :: Erich Jaenke: :: to Tyrel :: I did not know they had mental abilities. Cmdr JFarrington: ::Kansas:: Maintaining warp 8. Recommend warp 7 for a good look. Erich Jaenke: :: to Tyrel :: Relax, I can feel your anxiety. Kansas Kenickie: lets go to 5... lets not over-shoot. Cmdr JFarrington: Yes, ma'am. Dropping to warp 5. ::puts on the brakes:: Callista Tyrel: :: bites her lip a bit :: aye sir. Gila Orrak: :: to Kenickie :: You are fine now, but visit sickbay when you can. Callista Tyrel: I have the Captain's chip ...resonance frequency inputed in all scanners, Chief. Kansas Kenickie: Annoying Karl> I bet they ate him already. Erich Jaenke: :: Keeping a lock, watching the viewer :: Erich Jaenke: :: nods :: Kansas Kenickie: Action> Callista gets a Ping!::: Cmdr JFarrington: ::Karl:: Careful ENSIGN. They'll take a bite out of you. And if they don't, I will. Gila Orrak: :: under her breath :: Paralysis in Karl's future... Callista Tyrel: I have the Captain's chip ! :: says a bit excitedly :: Callista Tyrel: :: reads of bearing heading to the bridge crew :: Kansas Kenickie: Karl> I bet with ketchup. Annika Sorenson: ::looks at the sensor readings:: Kansas Kenickie: ::Perks up:: are we close enough to get him Cmdr JFarrington: ::tap...tap tap:: Ensign Karl, do your duty and give us an aim on that ship. Callista Tyrel: :: looks to Erich :: Can we snag him at this speed? Erich Jaenke: Tyrel, if you like later I can help you recognize any points of worry and how to deal with it. I'm not a counselor, but I can't not blank out a person's mind. Erich Jaenke: No, not at warp. Amanda Davis PhD: ::finishing her rounds, she settles down to other duties::: Kansas Kenickie: ::Curses:: Callista Tyrel: :: does an internal ouch :: Gila Orrak: :: goes to leave the bridge and head back to sickbay:: Kansas Kenickie: ::Glances back at Erich:: Really? Cmdr JFarrington: ::Kansas:: Commander, recommend doing a swing to the. Cardassian's aft. They'll never know what happened. Erich Jaenke: When I'm not medicated yes. Kansas Kenickie: Get us as close as we can, then beam him into sickbay. Erich Jaenke: Once they drop out of warp we can attempt an extraction. Kansas Kenickie: I believe you can do it at that speed. Callista Tyrel: Configuring our scans...to do a dual verification of sorts...Human and Captain's chip. :: taps console :: Gila Orrak: :: Just before she entered the lift door she thought, for a moment, that Kenickie was talking about her caboose. :: Gila Orrak: :: looks up :: sickbay. Erich Jaenke: Yes. Full power to transporters. Callista Tyrel: Full Power Aye sir. Cmdr JFarrington: ::Kansas:: Ma'am, if we match the Cardassian speed, we should be able to..... ::adjusts the speed::: Kansas Kenickie: ::balls her hands into fists:: beam him over when you feel ready Erich Amanda Davis PhD: ::has a strange feeling and exits her office::: Erich Jaenke: The closer the better for the confinement beam.. Erich Jaenke: Almost there... Erich Jaenke: :: watching his indicator :: Cmdr JFarrington: Approaching Cardie, matching velocity, steady as she goes. Erich Jaenke: And.... beaming now! Kansas Kenickie: :::Paused Sim::: Kansas Kenickie: Cliffhanger wasn't my fault :-P Kansas Kenickie: Any questions that I don't know the answers too? Amanda Davis PhD: None here. Kansas Kenickie: Thank you Jami & Amanda for Popping in tonight and helping out Cmdr JFarrington: Had a great time. Amanda Davis PhD: Same here. Callista Tyrel: thanks guys! Kansas Kenickie: if there are no questions everyone is dismissed.
  2. The Manticore has reached Earth and found it devastated! Over 85% of the planet's land mass was bombarded from space by meteors causing almost total eradication of life on the planet. Small pockets of humanity survive and Manticore is performing a sensor sweep of the surface to get a complete analysis. After scouring communications frequencies thoroughly, one faint Extremely Low Frequency (ELF) signal, used by the military until the late 21st century, coming from a secure Federation C&C outpost in Alice Springs, Australia. Their tale was one of a massive ship that hurled asteroids from space to bombard the planet. After a long visit and debriefing we find that they may be the only remnant of Starfleet left and that USS Manticore is the only known surviving ship. The commanding officer at Alice Springs tasked Manticore with retrieving a super-weapon from Distare 27, a base so secret even those in Special Operations task force don't know about it. Upon arriving we find out that the weapon is a "matter compactor" - it removes all space from between the atoms in matter and shrinks it to infinitesimal size without creating a black hole. The weapon was installed, Manticore returned to earth and left behind any crew who wished to do so, hoping they could repopulate the earth. After a dramatic soliloquy, Admiral Atragon ordered the Manticore to leave orbit and pursue the unknown enemy, meeting them before they return to complete the destruction. As we search for the enemy, a strange coincidence occurs. When some of the security team make a case that we should focus our weapons on the original attack in time, not the source, weapons expert Hyram Jenkins, formerly of the Distare 27 base, informs us that the weapon also has a time-travel factor. After picking up the crew previously left on earth, Manticore traveled back in time, but the trip was lack-luster, leaving the crew wondering whether we did, in fact, actually travel back in time. Finding the earth intact, we turned and met the enemy, a large conical ship filled with asteroids poised to bombard the planet. The super-weapon was engaged, the alien ship was destroyed, but the asteroids are still on their destructive course. It seems that the weapon compacts artificially created objects, but not naturally occurring objects. Now, with the assistance of deployed fighters, Manticore is destroying or deflecting as many asteroids as it can before they reach earth's atmosphere.
  3. COSTELLO CALLS TO BUY A COMPUTER FROM ABBOTT ABBOTT: Super Duper computer store. Can I help you? COSTELLO: Thanks I'm setting up an office in my den and I'm thinking about buying a computer. ABBOTT: Mac? COSTELLO: No, the name's Lou. ABBOTT: Your computer? COSTELLO: I don't own a computer. I want to buy one. ABBOTT: Mac? COSTELLO: I told you, my name's Lou. ABBOTT: What about Windows? COSTELLO: Why? Will it get stuffy in here? ABBOTT: Do you want a computer with Windows? COSTELLO: I don't know. What will I see when I look at the windows? ABBOTT: Wallpaper. COSTELLO: Never mind the windows... I need a computer and software. ABBOTT: Software for Windows? COSTELLO: No. On the computer! I need something I can use to write proposals, track expenses and run my business. What do you have? ABBOTT: Office. COSTELLO: Yeah, for my office. Can you recommend anything? ABBOTT: I just did. COSTELLO: You just did what? ABBOTT: Recommend something. COSTELLO: You recommended something? ABBOTT: Yes. COSTELLO: For my office? ABBOTT: Yes. COSTELLO: OK, what did you recommend for my office? ABBOTT: Office. COSTELLO: Yes, for my office! ABBOTT: I recommend Office with Windows.. COSTELLO: I already have an office with windows! OK, let's just say I'm sitting at my computer and I want t o type a proposal. What do I need? ABBOTT: Word. COSTELLO: What word? ABBOTT: Word in Office. COSTELLO: The only word in office is office. ABBOTT: The Word in Office for Windows. COSTELLO: Which word in office for windows? ABBOTT: The Word you get when you click the blue 'W'. COSTELLO: I'm going to click your blue 'w' if you don't start with some straight answers. What about financial bookkeeping? You have anything I can track my money with? ABBOTT: Money. COSTELLO: That's right. What do you have? ABBOTT: Money. COSTELLO: I need money to track my money? ABBOTT: It comes bundled with your computer. COSTELLO: What's bundled with my computer? ABBOTT: Money. COSTELLO: Money comes with my computer? ABBOTT: Yes. No extra charge. COST ELLO: I get a bundle of money with my computer? How much? ABBOTT: One copy. COSTELLO: Isn't it illegal to copy money? ABBOTT: Microsoft gave us a license to copy Money. COSTELLO: They can give you a license to copy money? ABBOTT: Why not? THEY OWN IT! (A few days later) ABBOTT: Super Duper computer store. Can I help you? COSTELLO: How do I turn my computer off? ABBOTT: Click on 'START'.............
  4. Game Master CO (GM) - TMir Game Master XO (GM) - Cmdr JFarrington Mission Commanding Officer (MCO) - TMir Chief Engineering Officer (CENG) - Dana Los Assistant Engineering Officer (AENG) - Karl A Schultz Assistant Engineering Office (AENG2) - Cmdr JFarrington Chief Medical Officer (CMO) - TKAR USS Avenger (post-Voy Miranda-class frigate) currently drifting helplessly in space, the victim of a Breen hit and run attack during a cadet cruise. Main power is down, the hull has large chunks missing but emergency bulkheads are in place and holding. Several of the instructors are dead or missing, requiring the cadets to step up to the plate. 120214.txt
  5. =/= USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #698, STARDATE 51202.13 =/= Thanks to a secret component of our already secretive new weapon, the Manticore will be able to go back in time to face Earth's enemy and stop them before they can damage our homeworld. We have just arrived back at Earth, in the present, to collect the crew members who stayed on the surface to help with rescue operations. Once they are onboard and Security can assess the original attack for a weakness we can exploit, it is Back To The Past! 120213.txt
  6. Jylliene Graduates!

    =/\==/\= STSF ACADEMY =/\==/\= =/\==/\= 2/7/2012=/\==/\= Game Master (GM) - TMir Game Master (GM) - Cmdr JFarrington Mission Commanding Officer (MCO) - TMir Mission Executive Officer (MXO) - Jylliene Helm/Operations Officer (HOPS) - Cmdr JFarrington Chief Engineering Officer (CENG) - Jorahl Assistant Engineering Officer (AENG) - trinity Chief Medical Officer (CMO) - TKAR USS Avenger (post-Voy Miranda-class frigate) is currently enroute to Ord Centaurus for a routine port call when the warranty runs out. 120207.txt
  7. =/\= USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #697, STARDATE 51202.06 =/\= The Manticore collected all data on the attack on Earth that had been collected by the last operational Federation base under Alice Springs and has left orbit to seek out the enemy at their home. We have headed out on a general direction from the visual records of the attack, but we are hoping that Science can give us a specific target from the analysis of the data. In the meantime, a strange coincidence occurs when Hyram Jenkins offers us a way to travel back in time just after some of the Security team make a case that we should focus our weapons on the original attack in time, not source. 120206.txt
  8. It's time to plan for Shore Leave East, being held this year August 3 to 5 in Hunt Valley, MD. This is NOT a Star Trek Simulation Forum function. Every year a few of us plan our vacations and meet at this fan-run convention for an informal get-together. We have no set schedule and no planned formal events except for those provided by the convention itself. Everyone is responsible for his/her own transportation, room, and board. Full information on Shore Leave 34 in Hunt Valley, MD can be found at www.shore-leave.com. I'll be there!
  9. CO --> STSF Dacotah (MIA) XO --> STSF Atragon OPS --> CmdrJFarrington CENG --> STSF Borgette CMO --> TKAR CSCI --> Lerak trPexil CSEC --> VincentDark ==/===== ACADEMY BRIEFING =====/== The USS Pegasus (Nebula Class) is monitoring a spatial anomoly that is affecting the gravity in an entire sector of space. 120201.txt
  10. Calestorm Plot Log

    ::blink:: 2387? Do I wanna know, Crash? And so much for not letting the cat outta the bag.
  11. And speaking of logs... Writers and editors among us should relate to this, from Non Sequitur Comic Strip:
  12. =/\==/\= STSF ACADEMY =/\==/\= =/\==/\= 1/31/2012=/\==/\= Game Master (GM) - TMir Game Master (GM) - Cmdr JFarrington Mission Commanding Officer (MCO) - TMir Helm/Operations Officer (HOPS) - Jylliene Chief Engineering Officer (CENG) - Jorahl Assistant Engineering Officer (AENG) - trinity Assistant Engineering Officer (AENG) - John Randall Chief Security Officer (CSEC) - Cmdr JFarrington Chief Medical Officer (CMO) - TKAR Brief: USS Serenity (post-Voy Danube-class runabout) is currently in a large grassy clearing n a Class-M (Earth-type) planet...with a smoking impulse drive, and amber flashy lights on several consoles inside. The entire crew is aboard. The HOPS panel is showing multiple faults and alarms. 120131.txt
  13. =/\= USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #696, STARDATE 51201.30 =/\= The Manticore has collected all data on the attack on Earth that had been collected by the last operational Federation base under Alice Springs. We are preparing to leave orbit and seek out the enemy at their source and use the matter compactor to wipe them out before they can return to Earth and finish the job they almost completed on their first "visit." 120130.txt
  14. The Mark of Job As Manticore slipped into orbit, the planet looming on the viewscreen looked more like Vulcan than Earth, except that Vulcan was not so desolate. Deep chasms from orbital strafing and craters pitted the landscape. Verdant forests, rolling plains, and bustling cities had become barren wastelands torn by tornadic winds reminiscent of a nuclear winter. But here was no nuclear winter. There had been no nuclear blast, but something far worse, the likes of which had never been experienced by or from any known species in the galaxy. And just how many species were left was in question, but Jami wasn’t about to go there. They only knew that Manticore and the super-weapon she carried was the only thing standing between Earth’s survival and total annihilation. Alice Springs, Australia, was a shining jewel of an oasis by Australian standards. Now she was the only jewel, the last outpost remaining, and an oasis by any standard. Nestled in the center of the Australian continent, Starfleet had chosen it to build a keep, a bastion of last resort. Buried beneath the sun-baked surface lay Starfleet’s secure command center, one that would withstand the most powerful attack envisioned. And they had met the test; they were the remnants of the Federation on Earth, possibly in the entire quadrant. When Manticore first arrived 16 days ago, communications with the surface were nil but for one Extremely Low Frequency band signal, sporadic and weak. ELF band communication, used by the military until the early 22nd century, came as somewhat of a surprise, though a welcome one. It meant that someone might have survived, and that the chances the survivors were military were strong, though uncertain. That it came from Alice Springs was encouraging. “This is C&C, transmit Secure ID.” Silence fell. Heads snapped. It took a few moments before Atragon responded. “This is Manticore. Stand by for code.” “Manticore, your SID is confirmed. Who am I speaking with?” “This is Admiral Atragon-9, what happened here and who are you?” “Commander Pruitt, in charge of the Secure C&C base here in Alice Springs.” A familiar name, confirmed by Manticore’s voice verification system. “We had no warning and no defense,” continued Pruitt. “Suddenly the sensors detected a massive asteroid field coming at us from all directions. We destroyed thousands of those damn rocks, but they just kept coming at us. It was all over in less than a day. No communications, no ransom, no demands or threats, just... destruction.They were just this cloud of rocks, but they had been driven here - we have no doubt. This wasn't a random act.” … and I only am escaped alone to tell thee. [Job 1:19] Atragon finally broke a stunned silence. “Commander, do you need us to bring your team aboard?” “No, Admiral. We are relatively unharmed here, but we are some of the lucky few, as far as we can tell. Our power sources are at a minimum for now, but we do need your help with a mission. We have a secret base on Distare-27 that has been developing a new weapons system. We think the attackers may not be done with us and this weapon is our best hope of protecting what is left of the planet.” What is left of the planet. But what use was it to preserve that which already seemed dead? And yet, here they were, USSManticore, to their knowledge the only starship left, bearing a weapon beyond imagining to defeat an enemy beyond imagining, one that could command the very substance of space to pummel a planet into submission. I only am escaped.... Footsteps echoed in the sparse bay of the command center as they hastened toward Commander Pruitt’s command complex. Desperation and anxiety visible in the expressions of the few remaining Federation personnel cast an almost palpable mantle, and Jami wondered if those few might be the only ones remaining on the planet. Suddenly Atragon’s private words made sense. “We cannot stay here. If we get into a shooting war with... whoever... we can't sit still. We have to move, to bob and weave, take evasive actions. What happens if we get a clear line of sight for a shot and the weapon works too well? We may wipe out the enemy that came to destroy Earth and destroy Earth ourselves. That cannot be allowed to happen. “We will not sit here and wait... wait for an enemy that may not come back... wait for someone who could come back with something we cannot defeat with this terrible weapon... wait for someone who could make us slip up and become the worst villains in history. “We must take fight to the enemy.” ...and succeed. Or die trying, leaving earth and the rest of the system defenseless. For the thing which I greatly feared is come upon me, and that which I was afraid of is come unto me. ~Job 3:25
  15. Say What???

    Yeah, that's where I first saw it. The NGEO one was cuter, too.