[19:30] ::farts in Cash's general direction:: [L1CC_Twain SOUND] [19:30] 8:P [19:30] Lt. Give me 50! [19:30] be right back, I'm gonna go get something to drink Siri, wake up and visit the closet. :) [19:30] Eep, sister just broke into house :P [19:30] That was unneccesary [19:30] Ah, shove it! :) [19:30] That's the last time I try playing a MIDI over 100 bars in Recording Session [L1SL_Whethers SOUND] [19:31] Ahh the coronado :) [19:31] LCARS, let's do and say we didn't. * CoroLCARS 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= 12CRXO_Cash has called: ATTENTION ON DECK 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= [19:31] *** CoroLCARS changes topic to 'U.S.S. Coronado, NCC-63100 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= Sim in progress! ' [19:31] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +m [19:31] ::attn:: [19:31] ::attn:: [19:31] ::attn:: [19:31] ::attn:: [19:31] ::attn:: [LcMc_Vansen SOUND] [19:31] 12..... 6At Attention 12..... [19:31] ::attn:: [19:31] ::slurps drink:: [19:31] ::attn:: [19:31] ::Attn:: [19:32] << WOOHOO Terrell brought me a sub :) >> Hail and welcome to all my fellow travellers and crew mates, and welcome to another merry edition of the Sim for the Ages: Coronado. :) [19:32] >slup slup< [19:32] ::stands at the ready:: And now... the teaser. :) [19:32] ::applauds the speech:: [19:32] 12=Sim Briefing!= Please type "ack" after you've read it... [19:32] 12Stardate 51868.5: "Opposites Attract" , part 3, by Jester, based on an idea by Phantom. [19:32] 12SUMMARY: The Coronado plans her return to normalcy, if anything in any of the multiverses could be considered normal. A minor interruption. A major revelation. [19:32] 12Coronado has successfully transited the barrier between the sessile / cant colony and the Telvan Nebula... or has she? During the crossing, most aboard were struck by a tremendous sensation of deja vu that lasted several seconds. The ship seemed to come through without any problems or damage... [19:32] 12Unfortunately, something seems to have happened to the crew of the ship. At least one quarter of the Coro's complement seems to be struck with some sort of mysterious condition. Those who have already been identified as affected, including Commander Cash, exhibit normal DNA scans, but significantly alterned neurological scans. [19:32] 12The crew is apparently filled with "alternates" -- alternate versions of themselves from a multitude of universes. Some of these universe are wildly different from Coro's own, some are (figuratively) right next door. The crew of the ship turns to setting things right. Meanwhile, the various guests from the Horizon, including the one in Sickbay, seem relatively unaffected. [19:33] "ack" after you've read it... [19:33] ack [19:33] ack [19:33] ack [19:33] ack [19:33] that ack ack sure is heavy today, isn't it, corporal..... hope the trenches are holding up..... [19:33] <<::thinks he's gonna be like Kim on Voyager and not get a promotion for... 1-5 years:: ;)>> [19:33] ack [19:33] ack [19:33] Ack [19:33] ack [19:33] ack We're picking up a day or two after last week. Any final questions? [19:33] <> [19:34] << :) >> [19:34] Yes, one. [19:34] Where am I ? [19:34] Did the Spectres return safely home from their battle? [19:34] <> [19:34] On the USS Coronado. [19:34] << I mean KIM!>> [19:34] <> [19:34] I know that. Wong, you're on the Bridge. Yes, the fighters were picked up with no problems. [19:34] Then you're okay, Heather. [19:34] ack! I dropped my grape in my toolbox! brb.. [19:34] Which one ? [19:34] Which Wong? [19:34] ::nods briskly and returns to line:: [19:34] THe one that asked? [19:34] <> Heather's on the Bridge, having been released from Sickbay, after a 48-hour stay. ;) Yes, Gar, your bio was fine. [19:35] he-he [19:35] <> Any other relevant questions? [19:35] Want a bite of my sub? :) [19:35] what is your name? [19:35] * L1CC_Twain chuckles. [19:35] what is your quest? [19:35] What type of sub? [19:35] what..is your favorite colr? [19:35] Are you buying us drinks after the sim? Relevant questions, I said. :) [19:35] color :) [19:35] Green! [19:35] Sir, no, sir! [19:35] (LOL) [19:35] Gotcha! [19:36] My question IS relelvent :P Back to attn, while I find the sim start button. :) [19:36] Subs are always relevant, man :) [19:36] ok, off you go :) [19:36] ::attn:: [19:36] ::returns to attn:: [19:36] ::attn:: * FCCO_Aldur 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= 12 =-=-=-=-=-=-= SIM START =-=-=-=-=-=-= 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= [19:36] ::Attn:: [19:36] ::attn:: [19:36] * LcMc_Vansen wonder if the US has a Vegemite Sub [19:36] <> [19:36] ::enters the TL again:: Bridge! ::exits his RR and steps onto the Bridge:: Position report, Helm. [19:36] << shut up Dauber >> [19:36] * Mouse sits about at the second science station, lost in thought [19:37] <> [19:37] :: taps her console with a sigh :: [19:37] ::is on the bridge, not being of much service to anyone, trying his best to ignore the myriad of probing emotions:: [19:37] ::mumbles:: Katarian f****** b****... [19:37] ::looks at her console and back up:: We are heading back toward the barrier Captain [19:37] <> [19:37] << I saw that >> [19:37] << alex >> [19:37] ::lovingly attends to his wounded fighter, happy that it didn't sustain much damage, but upset at himself for allowing it to sustain any:: [19:37] ::walks out of Forward observation room and heads to sickbay. hitting things along the way:: ::nods:: All stop. Hold position here. Lieutenant Wong, yellow alert, shields up. [19:37] 12=.\ction= The automatic alert warning sounds as the ship's alert status changes to 8,1 yellow . [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:37] ::finishes dressing in the quarters that are his..but are not his. [19:37] ::looks out of the celing viewport at the stars scrolling by:: [19:38] ::exits the TL:: [19:38] ::looks at the yellow panels:: Again? [19:38] I do not need this right now! [19:38] Our position is about 3 hours away [19:38] +taps+ Whethers to Twain. Are fighters required to patrol? [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:38] ::stretches, takes his rapier and main Guache from a stand, strestches out and practices a few parries and lunges. [19:38] :: looks over :: [19:38] ::turns and looks at the yellow alert panels in the walls:: ::drops into his seat, nodding:: This should be close enough. Mark our position, Commander. [19:38] +taps+ Stand by. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:38] ::stops the Coronado and holds in position:: ::looks over his shoulder:: Full tactical scan, if you please, Lieutenant. [19:38] ::Walks down a corridor and bumps into Wong:: [19:38] ::drapes a cloak about his uniform and saunters to the bridge, singing a slightly bawdy tavern song [19:38] ::looks at Twain:: I take it I'm down to the fighter bay Sir? [19:39] Yes , sir. [19:39] ::diddles about on the keys, not quite knowing what she's doing but not quite caring, either:: [19:39] <> [19:39] +taps+ ::talks a bit more softly:: Aye. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:39] ::exits the TL, and moves to his station, taking a few brief moments to whispering a greeting to his lady fair [19:39] <> [19:39] Uh, Captain Aldur you are not going to try and referse what has happened are you sir? I mean make us go back to where we came from? [19:39] I'm not sure. [19:39] ::losses his temper and smacks his console several times:: ::turns to Mouse:: Call Commander DuLac to the Bridge, if you please... ::watches DuLac enter:: [19:39] :: taps on console :: Never mind. [19:39] ::looks to Vansen:: Hello Commandant [19:39] ::smiles sweetly at Lan and then looks nervously at Aldur in hopes he will let them stay:: ::nods at Lehman:: That's the plan, Commander Lehman. ::stands up and approaches DuLac:: Are we ready to proceed? [19:40] ::looks at the Captain with a blank expression and, unflinching, turns to stare back at her terminal [19:40] Well , all systems and shields are stable. We're ready. [19:40] ::points:: You this way! [19:40] ::sits at his station, still humming, and skims over displays in idle curiosity [19:40] ::moves back to the Tl:: [19:40] ::turns quickly:: Aye sir... err.. ma`am... umm.. whichever... [19:40] ::lands ungracefully:: ::looks around:: And where the hell is Cash? [19:40] ::begins to march away to the TL:: [19:40] Dammit! [19:40] Well, yes and no sir. [19:40] :stands and attacks again:: [19:40] ::enters the TL:: [19:41] haven't seen'em, sir [19:41] ::Waves up with a start on the bio bed upon which he was sleeping:: [19:41] ::shrugs and slides into his fighter's cockpit, bringing up a link to the bridge's tactical screen to see what's amiss:: [19:41] marine Deck! [19:41] ::lands a solid punch on her assistant MO:: [19:41] Ha! [19:41] Halt! [19:41] *** Sirius is now known as CROP_Sirius [19:41] * Mouse rubs her temples, the headache still there; though much weaker. It's as if her past was a jumble of conflicting memories, none of them right OR wrong [19:41] ::rolls his eyes unconsciously:: [19:41] ::turns to Vansen:: something wrong? [19:41] We do need to approach the barrier, it would help me in a theorey I may be able to exploit to some advantage. [19:41] no the question is what is wrong with you? [19:41] sir? [19:41] ::turns as if to hear and stops fighting:: [19:42] {{Please Captain reconsider and let Lan and I stay here....we will do as good a job as the alternates sir....and I know you hate me talking to you this way but I was hoping you had read my request on your desk sir}} ::nods:: Very well. Helm, resume course toward the barrier. Maximum warp. [19:42] Computer, end program. ::shakes his head at nothing in particular:: Helm, resume course, if you please. Maximum warp. [19:42] Here we go. [19:42] ::swings his legs over the edge of the bio bed and asks a medical attendant a few irrelevant questions as to the ship's nature, etc etc:: [19:42] And only call me Ma'am or Sir when in front of the captain, you have been like this since your wife got pregnant [19:42] Sorry, Jansen, but my patient just woke up:: [19:42] ::sighs and turns around and starts the Coro back toward the barrier at max warp:: [19:42] ::enters sickbay miraculously fast:: [19:42] also.... Anywhere else call me colonel! [19:42] * Mouse mutters under her breath "Jana ve'hav dotcha misu..." [19:43] <> ::crosses to behind Sirius:: Commander, while we're waiting, perform a full check of Coro's personal logs. I... ::pauses:: [19:43] ::frowns, not quite understanding the readings, probably due to information lag, and the fact that the Coro had resumed warp:: [19:43] ::looks at cash:: [19:43] ((he he he.... LCARS can't tell, neh? 8;D)) I want to make sure they're available to the crew after we cross back. [19:43] <> [19:43] <> [19:43] ::spots Dauber:: H-hiya Doctor [19:43] < [19:43] o... ::ponders a moment, considering what the heck to say:: I've been... well... not exactly comfortable with the idea is all... I think it was getting better... then I saw the Katarian half of the baby and well ::halts his talking:: [19:43] ::blinks:: How would one check logs, sir? [19:43] ::chuckles as yet another analysis from the computer comes back negative:: [19:43] Colonel... aye [19:44] How's it feeling, Cash? [19:44] * Mouse looks up at Lan with laclustre eyes, "Do you need help with anything, sir?" [19:44] Not too bad. I haven't slept this well in a few weeks, actually. [19:44] That's good. [19:44] I fixed you up with a major sedative. ::looks vaugely annoyed:: Just secure them, Commander. I don't want anyone deleting them, for instance. [19:44] And the DB wants to see you. [19:44] Captain , sesnors got three Jem'Hadar ships heading on our course ! [19:45] ::sighs to himself:: [19:45] Well mouse, what I truly need is a computer with perhaps a hundred times more processing power..and a sizeable science staff, and a year or two of study. [19:45] ::nods:: I remember. Awfully insistent, you were. [19:45] ::blinks:: [19:45] DB... Uhh? ::clenches one fist:: Damn. Guess we didn't lose them, after all. Time to intercept, Lieutenant? [19:45] Tha'll take some time, sir [19:45] <> [19:45] <> [19:45] ::looks back at Lan and grins as he is saying all this to Mouse:: [19:45] Wong, look I don't know if you know this or not, but YOUR wife loves you. And I don't think that this was a dilibertae act! I want you to go and speak to you wife, I am taking you off of duty rosters untill you and your wife sort this out I cant have my marines running around all angry! [19:45] ::sighs, hopping out of his fighter and returning to caring for the slight damage:: [19:45] This is quite an intriguing proble; I have virtually no chance of solving it i fear.::laughs again:: [19:45] Yeah. DB. [19:45] 2 hours and 45 minutes [19:46] Dumb Blonde? [19:46] ::sees the impersonation Dauber affixes to her response and "aah"s:: ::mutters to himself:: Helm, time to intercept the barrier? [19:46] Uhm..secure logs.... ::switchs displays on his console:: [19:46] Got anywhere I could hide again? Man... [19:46] ::throws his head down:: aye colonel [19:46] ::scratches head:: nothing then? [19:46] ::suddenly becomes a little-self conscious:: I m- mean... [19:46] ::looks around:: she's not here right now... [19:47] ::looks at the console:: We are 3 hours away sir....we just started back up and haven't had a chance to get any closer sir [19:47] ::grins:: I had an opportunity to use that, but I do have self-control, Commander. [19:47] Mouse, I can say with almost no doubt that alone I cannot solves this problem in time to help us. No chance at all. ::nods grimly:: Try to increase our speed. [19:47] ::tries not to smirk too noticeably:: [19:47] ::responds with what appears to be complete disintrest:: That doesn't sound good, m'lord. [19:47] Good..... Computer Resume! [19:48] I had... What seemed to be a vision when I was asleep. It was a little troubling... [19:48] The logs are there sir, and I hung a 'do not delete' sign on them ::in a somewhat sarcastic tone:: [19:48] If I didn't, for example, I probably would have said something like "In my quarters? My bedcovers are good for hiding..." [19:48] Even my tremendous talents are dwarfed by the magnitude of this challenge. Although I try my best to remain humble, this dilemma has even forced me to concede I may have limits. [19:48] ::turns to Vansen:: Am I to take it that I am to... umm... not goto the marine deck then? [19:48] Yes sir ::taps on the console like it had always been part of her and was able to go slightly faster:: Captain she will not be able to sustain this speed but for maybe an hour [19:48] Hmm. You don't seem like the type to find a dream troubling. ::nods and sighs:: Very good, Commander Sirius. I only hope that the crew... the... well, the real crew, has time to read them. Understood. Maintain as long as possible. ::starts to pace:: [19:48] In it... The officer at the tactical station on the bridge was having a hard time dealing with the control interface... And nobody seemed to take notice of the struggle going on until most of the bridge crew were dead... We were under attack... [19:49] ::watches the captain, still unsure what to do:: [19:49] ::rubs eyes wearily:: then what are we doing, sir? [19:49] yes sir [19:49] ::laughs again:: [19:49] And I felt like I would've been able to turn the tables around if I had acted, but I couldn't... [19:49] 12=.\ction= Coronado rushes toward the barrier, the Dominion attack force gaining a battleship and three more fighters in her wake, still pursuing. An hour passes, and then two, with the purple ships gaining. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:49] ::smiles as the last repair is completed:: That oughtta do it. ::slaps the panel closed:: [19:49] Hmm. Intense dreams are a possible side effect of the sedative... [19:49] Well mouse, we are trying to move a mountain with a spoon. [19:49] Computer halt! [19:49] * Mouse would be someowhat miffed by DuLac's cheer, but doesn't seem to be moved by much. Damn it, what do they want? Helm, time to destination! [19:49] Open doors [19:49] What we need..are more spoons. [19:49] ohhh... [19:49] Your dismissed, but get back upto the bridge! [19:50] ::scratches head:: [19:50] ::leans over and strokes Cash's shoulder:: It's all right. It was only a dream. [19:50] *** OBS|JHawke (jthomas06@dnbr-sh2-port192.snet.net) has joined #lol-coronado [19:50] ::in very soothing tones:: [19:50] ::nods:: aye [19:50] ::laughs loudly:: Eureka! I have it! [19:50] ::nods:: I know... But it... It just felt... [19:50] ::sees wong exits the TL:: [19:50] Door close ::turns:: Have something, Commander DuLac? [19:50] ::flatly:: oh dear [19:50] I know, it felt real. [19:50] ::glances at her console::We have one hour left to reach our destination Captain [19:50] ::shakes his head:: More like a premonition than anything else. [19:50] Resume! [19:50] <> [19:50] ::halts the TL and gets off on deck 6:: [19:50] ::looks up into Dauber's eyes, searching for answers to the questions flooding his mind:: [19:51] ::exhales mightily, making his way toward the TL:: [19:51] ::enters the TL:: Barracks. ::glances at Lehman:: That's not good enough, Commander. We need to go faster. [19:51] I have it sir! I have tapped into a source of wisdom that staggers the imagination. [19:51] ::looks back and smiles:: [19:51] Sir ! We now got the Jem'Hadar ships only ..... 10 minutes away from us ::looks from Wong to Lehman, significantly:: [19:51] ::watches, shifting his stance so not to faint, and then continues his observant stare:: [19:51] We can't Captin, unless you want this shi to come apart at the seams sir ::then turns back to DuLac:: And that is, Commander? [19:51] <<"Fly her apart then!">> [19:51] Verily, I am about to join and coordinate one of the most stunning assemblages of sheer mental acumen that ever has occurred. [19:52] ::waits for another TL to arrive:: ::waits for DuLac to get to the point:: [19:52] ::suddenly an angry presence reveals itself:: [19:52] ::taps a few console buttons:: runs to he main defelctor array, makes some rather annoying modifications [19:52] ::enters the TL:: Bridge [19:52] ::blink:: I don'think I can help get any... uhm... men- tul acu-mun... uhm, sir. [19:52] ::a high-pitched cackle and the appearance of Cash's wife:: [19:52] Now sir, I shall introuduce..myselves..... [19:52] DB>Well! [19:52] 12=.\ction= Aldur never hears the point, because one of the Dominion ships picks that moment to throw a couple of long range poleron torpedoes into Coro's shields. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:53] +taps+ this is Chevalier dulac.... [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:53] ::raises his hand to punch the door as it slides open:: That's better. ::strolls on down towards his room and enters:: [19:53] DB>I always thought it wasn't over between you two! ::hangs on:: Red alert! All hands to battle stations! [19:53] 12=.\ction= The automatic klaxon sounds as the ship's alert status changes to 4,1 red . [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:53] ::gets jpstled:: [19:53] ::feels the ship runble about underneath her:: [19:53] DB> Now I know I was right! [19:53] Here we go again. [19:53] ::exits the TL and walks over to Heather:: [19:53] ::shudders with the impact:: Damn! ::rushes out and returns to the TL:: Flight deck! [19:53] oops, sorry sir, I should have seen that coming ::turns to Twain:: Lieutenant, deploy fighters. We need more time! [19:53] ::the com syetm echoes with what seemingly seems to be thousands of voices, all very alike, intoning some variation of "this is "title" Du Lac" [19:53] +taps+ All fighters, deploy! [19:53] Alex ?! You should at battle stations [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:53] ::quickly dives and turns on turns the Coro on her side to avoid the poleron torps:: [19:53] ::whispers:: After this crisis is over, we need to talk ::walks off to Mission Ops:: [19:54] ::Stands up:: Look, if I've told you once, I've told you a thousand time... [19:54] It's not what you think. If you were a good, proper wife, you'd have stayed at his side. [19:54] :: looks at Alex :: [19:54] ::turns to Heather:: heh... I've been taken off duty for the time being [19:54] ::arrives on the flight deck:: Awright, boys, you heard 'em. We got some Jemmies to take care of. Nothin' we can't handle, right? [19:54] *** DrEvil (stopher@edialup136.dnvr.uswest.net) has joined #lol-coronado ::heads for his chair and drops into it:: Maintain speed, and initiate evasives! [19:54] And you could have helped him yourself. [19:54] Pilots> RIGHT! [19:54] ::crosses over to the DB, getting up in her face:: I'm not your husband. I don't know you. And I owe you nothing. [19:54] *** DrEvil (stopher@edialup136.dnvr.uswest.net) has left #lol- coronado [19:54] ::taps on the console trying to gain whatever speed is available and continues toward the barrier:: [19:54] But no! You're off flirting with the marines in the lounge! [19:54] * Mouse looks at the sciences display and tries to do something useful, like scan the baddies. She still hasn't the enthusiasm required to do a good job, though Wong, aft torpedoes! Full spread, dispersal pattern tango-3-7! Fire! [19:54] ::hops into his fighter as his wingmates do the same:: Computer, close and seal cockpit. Initiate start-up sequence! [19:54] now, I do have access to hundereds of staff, and many hundereds of science computers! Mouse..we have our sppons! [19:54] Aye ! [19:55] Now unless you want you soft little emotional state to get all bruised, I'd get out of here right now if I were you. [19:55] <> [19:55] +com+ Whethers to Twain. We're deploying. [19:55] ::turns to the screen and watches the spectres fly away:: [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:55] DB and Dauber, simultaneously, "Stay out of this!" [19:55] :: fires :: [19:55] spoooons.... uhm.... yessir.... [19:55] Evasives have already been initiated Captain and I am tappin what little we have left in our reserves and trying to gain more speed sir [19:55] Fighters deployed [19:55] Get the hell out of my sickbay, you stupid witch! [19:55] +taps+ Don't report it, just do it. Distract the fighters...let the Coro get some good shots off. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:55] 12=.\ction= Torpedoes race away from Coronado, spreading into a net in the path of the Dominion ships... one is damaged, and two more dodge wildly. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:55] If I had a choice, I'd try to never see your damn face here again! [19:55] ::blinks a few times and wonders what just happened:: [19:55] DB> Yeah? Well...Same to you, Dauber! [19:56] +com+ Awright, boys, you heard the man, let's take some fire off of the Coro. ::swings around and prepares to lock a JH Attack Ship in his sights:: [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:56] ::sarcasticly::Good reply! Keep the fighters close, Twain! They have to follow us and push the Jem'Hadar back at the same time. Can they do that? [19:56] Don't strain yourself! [19:56] ::begins to coordinate a quick discussion, the miniature gateway he created allowing a few minutes for DuLacs acorss the unicerse to coordinate their efforts on one goal..reassembling the scattered Coronado crews wherever they may be. [19:56] ::continues to fly fancy evasives and keeps most of the shots off the Coro shields:: [19:56] ::thinks quickly:: Of course, captain. [19:56] Why don't you go back to the damn lounges and try to pick up another damn jarhead, ike you always do when you get ticked! [19:56] 12=.\ction= One of the fighters swings in close, matches Coro's speed, and pelts the ship with poleron charges. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:57] * Mouse stifles a yawn and keeps an ear in on the Lan's conversation, watching her terminal spit up garbage all the while [19:57] Damn, but I wish I wasn't your sister... [19:57] ::the sounds of several Mouses can be heard in the background, before the small gateway collapses and the communication ends:: [19:57] 'Cause then I could really pound your ass into the plating! [19:57] *** ENdr_Dauber was kicked by CoroLCARS (I don't care for that kind of language, ENdr_Dauber. ) [19:57] ((the plural of mouse is Mice! 8;D)) [19:57] +com+ Lock onto that fighter and take it out! ::indicates the one batering the Coro:: Computer, designate target! ::fires the small fighters powerful phasers:: [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:57]