[19:02] HoD! Begin the sim! Now! [19:02] ::ATTN:: [19:02] Doh. [19:02] ::attn:: [19:02] * Prescot is now known as CLBC_Prescot [19:02] LCARS, let's go. [19:02] * LJTC_Qoter`B`reH is now known as LJTC_Qoter`BrI` [19:02] I like that more. =P [19:02] Damn! Nefarious kilgon tricks. [19:03] * Thomas^2 is now known as ENtc_Saengjoktohl [19:03] LCARS, let's being this mission for the glory of Q'ono'S! [19:03] * Lefty is now known as LJen_B`arok [19:03] LCARS, let's do the thing... [19:03] * CoroLCARS =/\= CRXO_Davok has called: ATTENTION ON DECK =/\= [19:03] * CoroLCARS changes topic to '=/\= U.S.S. Coronado, NCC-97901... http://www.jestertrek.com/coro2400/ =/\= Sim in progress! =-= Coronado sims at 9:00pm ET Mondays, with an after-sim most weeks immediately following!' [19:03] * CoroLCARS sets mode: +m [19:03] I come to attention for no one! I will tear off your head and spit down your throat for such a demand! [19:03] ::ATTN:: [19:03] ::attn:: [19:03] ::attn:: [19:03] ::attn:: [19:03] ::quietly plays with the folds on her flowing blue gown, at attention:: [19:03] ::attn:: [19:03] ::attn:: [19:03] ::attn:: [19:03] ::attn:: [19:03] ::attn:: [19:03] ::hrrau`vaed`rae:: [19:03] ::attn:: [19:03] ::attn:: [19:03] ::scratches himself in public:: [19:03] * ENtc_Saengjoktohl is back from Classsssss [duration: 4hrs 8mins 51secs] [19:03] * ENtc_Saengjoktohl is now known as Arg|Working [19:03] ::attn:: [19:04] * Arg|Working is now known as ENtc_Saengjoktohl [19:04] OK, good evening, everyone. :) Welcome to Coronado's last and final April Fool's Day sim, ever. [19:04] Probably quite a bit of set-up tonight, but I'll move it as quickly as I can. I'm glad to see most of you came prepared. ;) Here's the briefing: [19:05] =Sim Briefing!= Please type "ack" after you've read it... [19:05] Stardate 240403.29: "What the Hell is a Frant?", by Jester. [19:05] SUMMARY: History as it all too easily could have been. ::pauses:: Nahhhhhhhhh. ;-) [19:05] Starship Coronado, captured more than two years ago by the Klingon/Romulan alliance, is about 40 light-years "northeast" of her closest military bases in Boratis space. We have come here to conquer a Pfhor stronghold recently discovered by long range deep space telemetry. [19:05] The invasion if this system is going well: Rihannsu Rangers and Klingon warriors working in harmony as they have in the conquest of 100 worlds in this galaxy. However, soon after entering this system, a thing not before seen in M64 arrived: an enormous asteroid, apparently mobile, suddenly appeared. [19:05] Coronado and two Klingon warships have been sent to investigate this artifact, which might represent some higher technology species native to M64. If so, standing orders are clear: conquer its inhabitants, and take its technology for the greater glory of the Klingon/Romulan alliance. [19:05] Briefing complete. [19:05] ack [19:05] ack [19:05] ::looks confused at what an 'ack' is:: [19:05] ack [19:05] ::attn::ack [19:05] ::slaps his fist against his chest and salutes:: [19:05] ack [19:05] ack [19:05] a`c`k [19:05] ack [19:05] * Sonya is now known as Zunite [19:05] ackety ack [19:05] ack [19:05] ::smacks Maiko up'side the head:: Do as we do, woman! [19:05] Q'apla! [19:05] accccckkkkkk ::coughs up some gagh and spits it on the deck:: [19:06] ack [19:06] ack [19:06] Now then. Set-up. As most of you are already aware, this is an alternate universe where the Klingon-Romulan alliance won the FKR War. [19:07] They captured Coronado, discovered the Hayashi hypergate, entered M64, conquered Reor'sa, eventually and after a long war conquered the Pfhor, and are now in the midst of consolidating their holdings. [19:07] As a result, I have asked everyone to come prepared with either a Klingon or Romulan character tonight. I'm pleased to see that most of you have done this. [19:07] The rest of you who did not: slaves, for us to do with as we please. [19:07] And yes, it's too late to change your nicks. >:) [19:07] We shall kill you where you stand! [19:08] ::hearty Klingon laugh:: [19:08] You! Clean that up or I will tear open your ribcage and feast on your heart! ::points at Dillon, then at the Gagh on the floor:: [19:08] * CLBC_Prescot is now known as Prescot|OBS [19:08] Let me make it clear to my various inferior officers now: Dillon is mine, as befits my rank. [19:08] The rest of you may take slaves as you see fit. ;) [19:08] Bring me the Zunite woman AND the Maiko woman. I'm a little tired tonight, so two comfort women will suffice. ;) [19:08] I'm glad to see that HoD Drex has the right idea. ;) [19:09] * p1cy_Prentiss is now known as Cloak|Obs [19:09] I will schtup them where they stand! [19:09] With that said, most of us have no idea how to play Klingons and Romulans. That, I feel, is a good start. ;) [19:09] Spending time with women, Captain? Next we'll see you knitting sweaters! [19:09] But of course, this is an AFD sim, so over the top is the order of the day. Prill, Prescot, back into uniform. ;) [19:09] Any questions? [19:10] ::raises:: [19:10] ::raises:: [19:10] Lieutenant? And let me congratulate you on the best character name of the evening. [19:10] Is that a challenge, Qoter? I will kill you where you stand! [19:10] Yes, yes... Admiral... might I just say, as one of your chief ::ahem:: advisors in your new position as AiCiNc ... this is perhaps the single worst week in all of Coronado's 7-year history to hold this particular sim. [19:10] * ENtc_Saengjoktohl is now known as Thomas|Obs [19:10] If you kill everyone where they stand, you have to clean it up, or I will kill you where you stand! [19:11] * Lauren (Natty@dialup-67.30.117.208.Dial1.SanJose1.Level3.net) has joined #uss-coronado [19:11] Isn't it, though? My comic timing has always been excellent. Junior Lieutenant Qoter`Bri`? [19:11] Silence the Klingons, please. [19:11] who's gonna clean that up sir? [19:11] ::belches:: [19:11] ::lowers:: [19:11] I expect that's Klingon for... something or other. [19:11] ::watches with amusement:: [19:11] Any other questions? [19:12] Very well! Let the sim begin! [19:12] * CoroLCARS =/\= RAGC_Kor has called: ATTENTION ON DECK =/\= [19:12] * CoroLCARS changes topic to '=/\= U.S.S. Coronado, NCC-97901... http://www.jestertrek.com/coro2400/ =/\= Sim in progress! =-= Coronado sims at 9:00pm ET Mondays, with an after-sim most weeks immediately following!' [19:12] =.\= =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= SIM START =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= =.\= [19:12] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:12] ::stomps heartily around the rear of the bridge:: [19:12] ::stomps onto the bridge, false matter bat'leth in hand:: Report! [19:12] ::Savant watched from the computers, as always. She was sure to be very observant, as time had taught her to be very cautious:: [19:12] =.\ction= Starship Coronado and its two escorting Birds of Prey approach the alien asteroid artifact. [19:12] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:13] ::smashes his hand down on the holotable for no good reason:: This gigantic rock will be ours! Forever will it shine as a beacon of our power [19:13] ::stomps over to the rplicator and orders yet ANOTHER mug of bloodwine:: [19:13] ::stands stocily at the science console, waiting for her line:: [19:13] All shall bow before the might of our big rock! [19:13] ::growls:: Indeed. Prepare your troops, General. [19:13] ::sits in silence around the very same holotable and watches... everything.:: [19:13] CIC> ::to another Romulan:: As Praetor of the Hreor Protectorate, I have sufficient authority to claim this territory. A mobile asteroid indeed. When I become Consul, I will make it my capital. [19:13] ::acknowledges the Captains entrance on the bridge:: Sir! We have arrived in the system...the mysterious object is here. It is still there! Shall we destroy it?! [19:14] E> ::was just doing his job, trying not to get attention at all like he thought to be the very less he could do...:: [19:14] ::in the shuttlebay, strutting his stuff and his 700 confirm kills here in M64:: [19:14] ::sits at the Tactical station, regarding the weapons display with a look of slight distaste:: Perhaps these weak Federation phasers will not be entirely worthless as we prepare to feast on the hearts of our enemies. [19:14] ::looks around:: My men need to shoot something... ::growls:: [19:14] =.\ction= The enormous asteroid begins firing a weapon continuously at something nearby. [19:14] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:14] CIC> ::similarly smashes his hand down onto the communications console:: +com+ Send forth all legions! [19:14] There is little honor is blasting space garbage. We shall capture it for my father's glory! ::swigs his bloodwine:: [19:14] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:14] CIC> ::Savants' android was in the rear of the bridge, watching as well. She was deceptively simular to how she was when "captured" during the FKR war, but her clothing was entirely black now, tighter and with gloves. Her eyes glowed with a cool blue light:: [19:14] E>::spits on the consol:: [19:14] ::smiles a toothy grin -- much worse than a British smile -- at the mention of "shoot":: [19:14] ::looks at the holotank:: It fires a mysterious enegry weapon! [19:15] * Treyvan- (justhere@adsl-67-66-13-28.dsl.rcsntx.swbell.net) has joined #uss-coronado [19:15] CIC> ::glances at the Klingons with disgust, leaning forward:: [19:15] CIC> General, you do realize that everytime you do that we have to repair or replace that table. That's the 15th table you've smashed in the past 6 weeks. [19:15] ::stomps his left foot:: [19:15] ::grins:: Today is a good day to die, is it not?! [19:15] CIC> You've told him that before. The general is not forgetful. He's simply unconcerned with furniture. [19:15] Isn't it always?! Hah-hah-haaaah! [19:15] ::looks down at a beeping on her sensor console, indicating the presence of a massive anomoly, and smirking slightly in the pleasure of knowing something others do not:: [19:15] ::assumes all legions means him, hops into his Romulan made super fighter and begins start up sequence:: [19:15] CIC> The tables crumble beneath my awesome power! Let our enemies cower in the shadow of the destroyed consoles! [19:15] Signal the escorts! Q'oron'do will take the rock, and it shall be ours! [19:16] CIC> ::smirks at Razka:: You have no idea how to celebrate a victory! ::slaps Razka on the shoulder, hard:: [19:16] CIC> ::smirks:: It is his account the replacement table is funded by. [19:16] CIC> The point I was trying to make my dimwitted friend is that I can't do my job very weel if my resources are destroyed constantly. [19:16] CIC> ::turns to Savant:: And you! What would a glorified targeting computer know of valor, of glory. ::snorts:: [19:16] Aye Sir! ::turns to BrI:: Do what he says...worm! [19:17] Security! Have my pleasure women brought to my ready room. I wish to celebrate this great victory for the empire with a conquest of my own. [19:17] CIC> ::regards Savant:: She is treacherous. I feel you give the program far too much access to this vessel's operations. [19:17] CIC> ::Savant laced her fingers together and watched the group cooly:: I know exactly how to deal with fleshlings which displease me, dear Admiral. [19:17] CIC> You! ::points at Razka:: For that, I will see your children eaten by my legions! Your mother was a targ, and your mother smelt of gagh! [19:17] CIC> ::tries not to wince from the admiral back slap:: As you say Admiral. ::adds another item to his list of reasons to have the Admiral killed in his sleep at the earliest available time:: [19:17] ::sends a signal to the MupwI' and the VoDLeH:: I was doing as asked already. Stay your pointless instructions! [19:17] ::launches his in Romulan made super fighters, with the rest of his Romulan made super fighters behind him:: [19:17] CIC> ::laughs:: Then rebuild them, Razka, or get your feeble slaves to do it for you! [19:17] ::walks onto the bridge, a 5 and 3 year old cluctching at her legs, a baby suckling at her breast, smoking a cigarette:: DREX! [19:17] * Thomas|Obs (VaLeih@rdu168-163-120.nc.rr.com) Quit (Quit: "Life, what is there in life but death? However, before my life ends...I will find D`Era (The Endless Sky) for our people" Riov tr'Ahaefvthe, CO of the Vrelnec'Ahui.) [19:17] * Tlaloco (CRen_Tlalo@pcp08806646pcs.bayville.nj.comcast.net) has left #USS-Coronado [19:17] ::grunts:: Not THAT pleasure woman... [19:18] ::Savant gives tr`ch`stfu a predatory smile:: [19:18] CIC> ::shrugs:: When did you meet my mother General? I never knew her. ::sends a request for engineering to repair the table yet again:: [19:18] ::rolls his eyes at the appearance of Maiko:: Gah! ::pauses:: Re-PUL-sive! [19:18] Drex you 'onory bastard, you said you'd fix dem repli-kater this mornin'! [19:18] CIC> :;;stands and clenches his fist:: Quiet, avatar! [19:18] CIC> ::turns back to Savant:: And don't give me your feeble threats, hologram! Your job here is to see to the welfare of my troops! Nothing more! [19:19] ::draws his disruptor:: One more word, HUMAN, and I will kill you where you stand. [19:19] E>::looks at the the consol on which he is working:: [19:19] ::takes the cigarette and as she stops near Davok, stubs out the spent end in his ear:: [19:19] CIC> You never knew her because I slaughtered her and fed her to your father! Gwah hah hahhhhhh. ::smashes his hand down on whatever functional console happens to be nearest to Razka:: [19:19] CIC> ::sits back down, appearing to make quite the effort to calm down:: This is a Klingon waste tug. I should have taken my shuttle. [19:19] Can I have her killed at once Captain?! ::grits his teeth:: [19:19] ::rolls her eyes:: ah, ye tell me that every day, an' I'm still here 'cause none of her other weemen will raise your children somethin' proper. [19:19] E> ::looking at today list of ... repair.. and see a table has been ordered.. once more as he dispacthed some of the last SF crew left in engineering to repalce the table.. with a triple reinforced one, so the next time it get to be broken, it wont be by a single hit...:: [19:19] CIC> ::She smirked and ignored tr`ch`stfu, replying to the Admiral smoothly:: OF course, Admiral. Your troops are the strong arm of the empire. I take very good care of them. [19:20] * L1SL_trSchmo is now known as [L1SL_trSchmo] [19:20] * Zunite is now known as Sonya [19:20] Go on now, go say hello to yer pa. ::pats the children clutching her legs, uging them forward:: [19:20] CIC> ::sighs:: Klingons, can't live with them. ::doesn't complete the rest of the ancient saying:: [19:20] * Sonya is now known as Sonya|phone [19:21] CIC> ::spins Razka around and gives him a toothy smile:: You can live with us if we so choose, Romulan. Now tell the Bridge to determine what resistance we are likely to encounter within! [19:21] ::curls his lip in disgust:: Security, remove this... human... from my bridge. [19:21] CIC> ::glancez at Razka:: Coexistence won't be much of a problem when I'm elected Consul next month. ::smirks:: [19:21] ::points his disruptor at Qoter:: Or I shall kill YOU where you stand. [19:21] ::stops his left foot, signaling the Security forces:: Remove her...at once! [19:21] ::scowls at him:: Oh, right. Throw me from the bridge. You know you put me up here for flight duty just to get me away from the kids. Well I ain't lettin' that happen. [19:21] ::stands up, grinning as he pulls out a disruptor and walking towards the woman:: You've said that many times, Captain. [19:22] ::moves to the Captain's throne at the center of the bridge:: I mean it. [19:22] E> ::Looks at Skylooker and mumbles:: Bah; Humans in engineering [19:22] <[L1SL_trSchmo]> +com+The Romulan legion of super fighters has launched Irongagh. [19:22] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:22] CIC> You mean if you are voted Consul next month not when. +taps+ Bridge, the Admiral wants to know what resistence we are likely to encounter. Tell him when you figure it out. [19:22] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:22] =.\ction= Three Klingon Security officers take Maiko and pull her into the turbolift... [19:22] E> ::continu to work though not replying to the Klingon:: [19:22] CIC> CIC> The objective seems to have fixed its attention on a spatial anomaly, at the moment. The weapon its' using seems highly powerful. [19:22] CIC> And tell the Bridge to launch their fighters! Recon patrol! Find out how this asteroid moves! [19:22] ::glances at Davok:: Davok, I find myself craving the heart of a young kolar beast. Let us make this victory one for great operas that shall be sung until the end of time! [19:22] * Sonya|phone is now known as Zunite [19:23] ::thrusts the baby at one of the officers, and knees the other in the groin, backhanding the third:: [19:23] ::watches the doors close and then moves back to his station, tucking his weapon back into his holster, looking thoroughly disappointed:: [19:23] CIC> +taps+ Bridge, launch the figters on a recon patrol too. [19:23] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:23] CIC> ::waves one hand dismissively:: Bah. This is of little importance. We shall take that weapon for the Empire. [19:23] You won't be rid of me that easily you pitiful excuse for a pa! [19:23] ::whistles as she walks down the hall:: [19:23] +taps+ No Romulan scum tells the son of the greatest chancellor of the Klingon empire what to do! [19:23] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:23] CIC> ::snorts:: There is no competition. [19:23] CIC> Why have we not yet conquered the rock? +com+ All legions, secure the mysterious mass of iron or I shall use your bones to create a monument worthy of the Pfhor leftovers scattered across every planet in this galaxy! [19:23] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:23] CIC> I'd very much like to get a look at it. Though I doubt we could affix such a weapon upon coronado or her like, larger battlecruisers may very well make good use of it. [19:24] BrI! ::claps his hands:: Deal with this wench at once... [19:24] ::glances around the bridge:: Launch fighters! Let them tell us what there is to kill! [19:24] ::finally gets dragged back into the TL:: [19:24] ::follows the conversation on the bridge, her head whipping quickly from one speaker to the next, though overwise motionless:: [19:24] CIC> +taps+ He does when he's in the task group command staff you peice of filth. Now get on it or make sure you have someone taste your food from this point on. [19:24] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:24] ::turns back to the center of the bridge:: Captain...this space garbage is grand. ::eyes a sensor panel:: It appears to have an hollow interior!! [19:24] +taps+ Is that a threat, Romulan dog? Watch yourself, or I shall kill you where you stand! [19:24] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:25] ::looks at the three guards in the lift who are glaring sullenly at her:: Larry, Mo, and Curly. ::rolls her eyes:: [19:25] ::enters seventh heaven and heads for the bar:: [19:25] Indeed, Davok. Pilot! Take us... closer! [19:25] CIC> ::glances at tr'ch'stfu:: I never said anything about competition. ::evil smile:: [19:25] =.\ction= "Larry" backhands Maiko into next Thursday with a toothy smile. [19:25] CIC> ::nods slowly:: See? Let the Klingons take the asteroid with force. ::leans over to Razka:: They die more than they procreate, so as I said... coexistence won't be a problem. [19:25] CIC> Interesting... it's hollow, Admiral. Perhaps a station. Given its' size, fi it's an oneill cyllinder, it could pose great resistance. [19:25] CIC> +taps+ I don't make threats Captain, only promises. [19:25] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:25] And bring me the woman Zunite. Though she is as impudent as the human Maiko, at least she doesn't have bastard children clinging to her. [19:26] ::glances at Maiko:: Kill her. [19:26] HelmOfficer> ::engages impulse engines:: It shall be done with honor, Captain! [19:26] =.\ction= With a chirping sound from the Helm console, Coronado's impulse engines engage... [19:26] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:26] CIC> Hollow asteroid? It is a trap. [19:26] CIC> Excellent! Find the entrance! I shall carry my flag within! [19:26] * Lauren (Natty@dialup-67.30.117.208.Dial1.SanJose1.Level3.net) has left #uss-coronado [19:26] TL> ::slams into the turbolift and rebounds into Mo, dragging him down to the floor:: [19:26] *>::orders some blood wine and heads out:: [19:26] CIC> First we get the rock, then we get the power, then we get the women...and children...and we feast on them! [19:26] The admiral Kor's flag shall fly from this rock before the next sun rises! [19:26] ::comments idly, at the start of impulse:: I wouldn't do that... [19:26] CIC> In the rock General or on aboard this garbage scow? [19:26] <[L1SL_trSchmo]> ::watches the Coro start moving:: Stupid Klingon f'vai!!! [19:26] CIC> ::After some scanning:: There's a fissure upon the southern quadrant. I'm reading heavy water concentration inside.. and some unusual radiation. [19:27] CIC> ::snorts at Kor:: Imbecile. You will charge blindly inside the thing without knowing the treachery within? [19:27] SB>::looks to Dillon:: Let's go.. ::Climbs up the ladder into his fighter::+FCOM+ Dillon, you ready? ::goes over preflights:: [19:27] ::glances at his mug, wondering when it emptied:: [19:27] More bloodwine! [19:27] <[L1SL_trSchmo]> RSF1>::starts catching up to it:: [19:27] CIC> ::Savant smirks and glances at tr`ch`stfu:: Looking to have your head removed from your shoulders today, romulan? [19:27] SB> +FCOM+ Ready. [19:27] ::glares at the Captain:: This is no time to play with the females! There is honor and war to be had!! ::slams fist on a console:: [19:27] ::gets back to her feet and knocks the standing two's heads together before grabbing their ears:: Didn't anyone ever teach you to never hit your mother? [19:27] CIC> We shall use this garbage scow as...a hood ornament on the rock! [19:27] *>::sips at the blood wine as she begins walking down the corridor:: [19:27] CIC> If he is Savant would you please oblige him? [19:28] CIC> ::smirks at stfu:: One hundred victories, and still a coward? ::slaps stfu on the shoulder:: We shall cure that, or kill you trying! ::laughs heartily, then waves one hand:: Forward! [19:28] Yes, I only wish her stripped naked and made ready for my conquest. I will her where she stands after victory is ours! [19:28] CIC> ::slaps the general as hard as he can on the back (which isn't very hard by klingon standards):: For once we are in agreement General. ::holds his nearly shattered hand in pain:: [19:28] TL> ::glares at the guards, rolling her eyes as the turbolift stops and she walks out:: Damn I need another ciggy. [19:28] Now, let us take the rock! [19:29] On the bridge, sir? How repulsive! To think of doing such a thing with a smoothskin. It sickens me. [19:29] ::pushes the Captain aside as a greater view of the asteroid comes on the holotank:: It is glorious! [19:29] CIC> ::snorts:: Simply being prudent. ::wipes off the area where he was touched:: [19:29] * L2SL_Frazier is now known as [L2SL_Frazier] [19:29] CIC> ::Savant smiled grimly, steepling her fingertips together as she watched the holograpgs go by:: [19:29] CIC> ::begins thumping the table and beginning a war chant as the fighters launch:: Once again, the blood of our enemies shall run at our feet! [19:29] *>:: enters a jeffries tube:: [19:29] CIC> ::looks at the Admiral in some disgust:: [19:29] Red alert! Make ready weapons and shields! Signal Rotarran and Gorkon to assume attack readiness as well! [19:29] =.\ction= The automatic klaxon sounds as Coronado's alert status changes to red . [19:29] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:29] * L2SL_Dillon is now known as [L2SL_Dillon] [19:29] *>::crawls for a bit until she finds the panel she's looking for:: [19:30] <[L1SL_trSchmo]> ::sees Frazier launch::+com+ Fall into formation you human f'vai!! ::sees Dillon launch:: You too Female! [19:30] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:30] CIC> ::Murmurs as an aside:: I certainly hope there's someonbe in there to kill, or the Admiral is going to be positively disappointed... [19:30] *> ::pauses halfway down the hall, as if waiting for something:: [19:30] ::raises an eyebrow, but signals the ships:: [19:30] =.\ction= Four small ships of unknown configuration emerge from the far side of the asteroid. [19:30] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:30] CIC> ::rolls his eyes:: [19:31] CIC> Targets, northern quadrant of the object. [19:31] *>::as she drinks, starts playing with the circuitry inside the pannel:: [19:31] Today, Davok, will be a glorious day for our Empire! Once we rip the secrets from this rock, we can free ourselves from this foolish alliance with the Romulans. The Klingon Empire will be the Supreme power in the Universe again! [19:31] CIC> As I said. It's a trap. [19:31] CIC> ::glances at the new arrivals in a working portion of the table:: [19:31] ::another human staggers by and falls against her -- there is a motion as something is passed between the two:: [19:31] CIC> Gwahahahah! ::smashes hand down on console in rythym with the Admiral, then pauses:: Who dares challenge us from the rock? We will swat these pa'taghs from the sky like the flies they are! Prepare the flyswatter! [19:31] ::looks up, towards the bridge:: Four things have just done something. [19:31] We are detecting enemy warships entering the system! [19:31] Destroy those insignificant bugs! A running man may cut a thousand throats in a single night! [19:31] ::shudders at the very mention of the Romulans on board, showing his disgust:: It shall be done! ::looks:: Contacts! [19:31] CIC> ::Savant frowned:: Admiral. I'm picking up... omega wave radiation from this objective. [19:31] <[L1SL_trSchmo]> ::sees the four ships::+com+ Humans! Act like cannon fodder for those ships while the glorious Romulan super fighters take care of them!! [19:31] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:31] CIC> Ahah! Our first kills of the day! [19:32] CIC> ::turns:: Omega radiation! Are you certain! [19:32] CIC> ::looks at Savant:: Omega? [19:32] CIC> Hm. [19:32] CIC> No doubt not our last of the day if I know you at all Admiral. [19:32] Qoter! Fire all weapons at the - things! [19:32] ::moves to near the weapons display:: What are you waiting for...open FIRE!! [19:32] *> ::smirks as she relieves her person of the weapons lifted off the turbolift guards:: [19:32] ::glares at Qoter:: You incontinent fool! [19:32] FIRE! [19:32] CIC> I'm hardly as fallible as an *actual* human, Admiral. It's omega radiation. [19:32] 8>::figures she's messed up the circuitry enough, moves out of the jeffrie's tubes:: [19:32] When they are beyond weapons range?! [19:32] CIC> Then we shall claim it for the Empire! [19:32] CIC> We shall bend this Omega radiation to our will and use it to cook our enemies for the feast! [19:33] <[L1SL_trSchmo]> GRSF>::takes his glorious Romulan super fighters in toward the ships:: [19:33] E>::wonders what he should do:: [19:33] You forget how limited these Federation weapons are! [19:33] CIC> You most certainly will not. [19:33] CIC> That'll be an ammusing thing to see you do General. [19:33] E> ::keep quite in his corner, working to hold this ship from falling apart..:: [19:33] <[L2SL_Frazier]> +Fcom+Wilco.... ::slowly moves his fighter between the Romulan fighter and the other ships:: +com+ Dillon..on my mark... [19:33] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:33] *>::drops her empty mug along thhe corridor and begins whistling a she walks:: [19:33] Destroy them NOW! [19:33] CIC> ::she frowned... then smirked:: Admiral,. I recommend using close combat tactics wherever possible. Any omega particle power system is likely to be very fragile, and very dangerous if disturbed. [19:33] ::moves to the replicator and orders a bloodwine before returning to his throne:: [19:33] CIC> It will not be so amusing when it is your flesh on which we test our new industrial strength Omega oven! [19:33] <[L2SL_Dillon]> +COM+ Ready when you are. [19:33] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:33] We are not yet within weapons range, sir! [19:33] ::hits Qoter across the face with his right hand:: Too slow!! ::assumes the weapons console:: [19:34] <[L2SL_Dillon]> ::moves into position behind Frazier:: [19:34] Fire, Davok! Destroy them! [19:34] ::chugs his bloodwine:: [19:34] And kill Qoter where he stands! [19:34] ::fires multiple torpedoes:: Weapons firing!! [19:34] =.\ction= Multiple torpedoes streak out of the launchers, taking a chunk out of the target's portside, scattering debris in a cloud. [19:34] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:34] CIC> ::raises a brow:: You did hear my promise to the Captain earlier when he threatened to kill me didn't you? THink twice before you do it again. [19:34] *> ::resumes walking down the hall, looking for her next contact:: [19:34] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [19:34] ::pulls out his dagger and prepares to defend himself:: [19:34] ::starts playing with his d'k'tagh:: [19:34] <[L2SL_Frazier]> +Com+Mark! [19:34] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:34] ::grimaces, and takes a few quick strides towards tactical; uncomfortably infringing on Qoter's personal space:: [19:34] CIC> ::sniffs at Savant:: Very well. ::turns to the General:: Inform your troops, General. [19:35] <[L2SL_Dillon]> ::Fires one volley at the Romulan super fighter and then goes to full power and fly's away:: [19:35] ::stomps on Qoter's body on the floor, kicking the dagger aside:: [19:35] +taps+ Admiral! Glory for the empire will be ours! [19:35] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:35] *>::sees Maiko down the hall and waves:: I'm heading to the bridge ::winks at her:: you up? [19:35] ::sweeps at Davok's legs, attempting to send him sprawling:: [19:35] *> ::comes across a man in rags:: Good morning Father Tlaloco. [19:35] CIC> ::notes the Admiral's displeasure:: Unless, of course, you don't feel that your troops can handle the job without firearms. It's best to risk a little for so much gain than risk everything and gain nothing. [19:36] CIC> Bwahahahah. I will think thrice before I do it again. ::pauses:: Our enemies will cower beneath the shadow of the oven as your body demonstrates its power! ::smashes console:: +com+ All legions! Forgo your cowardly ranged weapons and elminate everything with your blades and your teeth! Rend the rock's flesh and leave no enemy behind you un-munched-on! [19:36] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:36] <[L1SL_trSchmo]> GRSF>+com+ Klingon f'vai! You take away the right of the Glorious Romulan super fighters! Those were our dogs to be slain! [19:36] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:36] ::fires all weapons:: Glory for the Empiiiiirrrrreeeee!!! [19:36] =.\ction= Coronado roars, all of its weapons firing! [19:36] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:36] CIC> Don't you dare take their energy weapons. They will be like Khitomer fleas without them. [19:36] CIC> Savant, Klingon warrioirs can handle anything without firearms. [19:36] CIC> ::said with much sarcasm:: [19:36] CIC> I wasn't the one who seemed to have doubts. [19:36] <[L2SL_Frazier]> ;:pulls the yoke to the left, changing directions to get the Romulan fighter in the micro torpedo's arc:: Show me what you've got.. ::Fires a volley of Micro torps and engages full speed away from the klingons/romulans;; [19:36] CIC> I will summon a Romulan ship. [19:36] =.\ction= Multiple torpedoes streak out of the launchers, which streak across space and hammer the target. [19:36] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:36] Tlaloco> Peace be with you my gentle child. ::produces several throwing daggers from under his robes:: And peace be to our oppressors. [19:37] ::sighs, rolling her eyes and the kilingon takes off on some other random battle:: [19:37] ::slaps the console with glee:: Goog, Darok! Kill more! Destroy more! Honor for all! [19:37] *> ::looks at Zunite as she takes the daggers:: Oh, I'm up for it. Time for those bastards to have their own peace. Do you know how much pain you have when you give birth to a Klingon child? [19:37] Goog-yourself Captain!! [19:37] <[L1SL_trSchmo]> GRSF>+com+ The humans are getting away in my glorious Romulan super fighters! Kill them Coronado! [19:37] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:37] CIC> ::reaches over and casually backhands stfu:: No, you shall not. [19:37] ::glances at his bloodwine, again, unsure of when he emptied the mud:: [19:37] *>::grimances:: [19:37] CIC> ::Savants' android sighed and leaned back against a console, crossing her arms:: It's so bloody boring around here. [19:37] <> [19:38] *>let's go... ::heads for the bridge:: [19:38] *> ::follows along behind Zunite, ridding herself of the makeup that made her look ugly and the padding beneath her clothing:: [19:38] Blast them all! And where is the Zunite woman! I crave sexual relations with a HUMAN woman! NOW! [19:38] <[L1SL_trSchmo]> GRSF>+com+ Glorious Romulan super squadron, engage those human f'vai NOW! [19:38] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:38] ::stands up, dusting himself off, wondering what happened to the fight as he picks up his dagger and sheathes it:: [19:39] ::bends over to help Qoter up:; I am willing to forgive your most recent idiotcy...if you allow me to mate with your fairest sister!! [19:39] CIC> Then we will have to make it bloody exciting! Bring forth the sacrificial slaves! We will coat the command center in an orgy of blood and meat! Exciting will be the spectacle! Bwahahahah! [19:39] CIC> ::stands up and punches Kor, then sits back down:: That is one Klingon tradition I enjoy participating in. [19:39] <[L2SL_Frazier]> +FCOM+ Dillon, we've got trouble. [19:39] TL>::takes out her lightsaber and then looks at Maiko:: you ready for this? [19:39] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [19:39] CIC> ::Savant smirks and watches the admiral's reaction to being hit:: [19:40] CIC> ::frowns:: You'll short out the equipment again General if we do that. How many times do I need to tell you that? Without the equipment we can't see how the battle is going. [19:40] ::laughs gutternally:: None are fair. For all I care you could ravage them all. ::laughs louder:: [19:40] TL> ::grips the throwing blades easily:: Yeah. Let's rock! [19:40] <[L2SL_Dillon]> +FCOM+ I've already noticed that. [19:40] ::rises drunkenly and gets another mug of bloodwine:: Y' know... Davok, my friend, these... Fetidation replicators... they make a mean bloodwine... [19:40] I get Drex [19:40] CIC> ::takes the punch and smiles toothly:: General, kill this Romulan p'taq. [19:40] CIC> ::rubs his jaw:: Hit me once, and you're heard. Hit me twice, and I'll vaporize you. [19:40] TL> ::Savants voice hung beside Zunite and Maiko placidly:: Good afternoon, ladies. [19:40] <[L1SL_trSchmo]> GRSF>::the fighters come with phasers and torp blaring at Fraz and Dillon:: [19:40] Tl>good afternoon Savant [19:40] ::glances down at his new mug of bloodwine, only to find that it is empty:: [19:41] ::laughs heartily:: I shall take that offer...now do not cower like a Romulan bitch again when given the order to fire! Hah-hah- haaaaaah!! [19:41] Didn't I just... [19:41] TL>would you mind taking us to the bridge? [19:41] CIC> ::glances at the general:: Killing a praetor of this empire will mean no more wars for you, my Klingon friend. [19:41] ::punches in an order for yet more bloodwine:: [19:41] CIC> Obviously a horrible accident in battle. [19:41] CIC> I take it back. Maybe this has gotten interesting after all. [19:41] CIC> Dishonorable slug. [19:41] <[L1SL_trSchmo]> GRSF>+com+ Experience the power of the Glorious Romulan super squadron in their glorious Romulan super fighters you human slaves!!! [19:41] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:41] CIC> Save it for later. [19:41] TL> ::holds a carefully neutral face:: I have some divorce papers to serve to my husband. [19:41] ::looks on the torn carpet around the replicator, noticing it soaked, but says nothing:: [19:41] CIC> I shall use his teeth to decorate my quarters! ::promptly pulls out his bat'leth and brings id down on 'stfu:: [19:41] CIC> You're talking far too much likea Romulan. [19:41] CIC> Only if the general is the one shown to have killed you. I'm not going to tell anyone he did it. ::evil smile again:: [19:42] TL> ::The lift stopped still:: The bridge, is it? Very well. But i can't help you. Please understand... you have my sympathies and my best wishes, but I'm trying to hold too much together to sacrifice it. [19:42] ::chugs his bloodwine:: I am Drex! Thon of Marthok! Long live the empire! [19:42] TL> I heard the Captian would like relations with a human woman... I'm just going to satisfy him... [19:42] TL> ::looks to Zunite:: I thought you said she wouldn't be a problem... [19:42] ::whispers:: What a fool...::glares at the Captain from the rear of the bridge:: [19:42] CIC> Hm. Not as interesting as I had hoped. Oh well. [19:43] TL>::shrugs to Maiko:: [19:43] TL> ::The lift sped on, up to the bridge:: Good luck. [19:43] Pilot! Move uth into the opening of the rock! [19:43] thanks... [19:43] <[L2SL_Frazier]> ::sighs::Romulans.. ::Pulls his yoke back, doing a loop around to end up behind the romulan squadron::Foolish Romulans.. ::Fires:: [19:43] HelmOfficer> For the Empire, it shall be done at once!! ::engages impulse:: [19:43] =.\ction= With a chirping sound from the Helm console, Coronado's impulse engines engage... [19:43] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:43] CIC> ::She extended a hand and conjured a holographic yo- yo, playing with it idly while she watched the room, looking incredibly bored:: [19:44] CIC> ::obviously will not simply sit and take the obvious incoming attack, so he stands and sidesteps as well as he can such a heavy swing of the bat'leth, and then draws his disruptor:: Dishonor doesn't suit you, general. However, your attempt is noted. [19:44] ::looks at the weapons display:: [19:44] ::spies his comfort woman and gins lavaciously:: [19:44] E>::monitors the panel:: [19:44] =.\ction= Ironside guns down stfu, still spouting Romulan platitudes. [19:44] <> [19:44] ::ahem's impertinently, and moves back to her science console:: [19:44] =.\ction= Except he missed, so he doesn't. ;) [19:44] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:44] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [19:44] <[L1SL_trSchmo]> GRSF>+com+ Glorious Romulan super squadron, destroy those humans NOW! [19:44] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:45] CIC> Too long of the battlefield General or too much blood wine? You missed. [19:45] ::snaps on her lightsaber and charges towards Drex and slices off his head after the lift doors open:: [19:45] ::charges forth from the turbolift, snapping off three of the throwing knives at the closest Klingons and Romulans:: [19:45] =.\ction= Meanwhile, two of the four fighters lead Schmo and his squadron a merry chase around the asteroid. The other two feint back toward whatever it is the asteroid is firing on. [19:45] CIC> ::chops off Razka's head instead with a quick swipe and bats the head out of the air with the broad side of the blade:: I missed nothing! [19:45] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:45] CIC> ::Savant looks up and in the general direction of the bridge, though she's only looking at a bare wall:: [19:45] ::lays an arm on Davok's shoulder:: Y' know... I wish I want to resist the lure of the Dark Side, but in these dark times, as the Republic struggles to maintain order and unity, as rumors of Dark Lords and darker deeds spread through the Jedi Order, I cannot help but wonder what lies ahead for me and my companions. The Jedi Way may survive this �Clone War� even if the all the members of the Order are spared. We have been drawn into a [19:45] I will continue to meditate on these things, seeking the Will of the Force and the wisdom of the Masters. Perhaps my understanding of the Force is limited by my lack of experience. There are plenty who are older and wiser than myself who have said that one you start down the Dark Path, forever will it dominate your destiny. But I can�t help but wonder if the Force is neither Light nor Dark but a reflection of the one who wields its [19:45] As the days grow darker, we Jedi must all continue looking into ourselves, striving to bring Light into these Dark Times. [19:46] =.\ction= A civil war of sorts breaks out in the CIC. [19:46] [19:46] ::looks at the Captain oddly:: [19:46] <[L2SL_Frazier]> ::flies throught the debris of a romulan fighter::Haha.. ::rejoins Dillon:: +FCOM+Let's get out of here. [19:46] CIC> You idiots! Take some of the neurons you have left under your ridged foreheads and get back to work. [19:46] =.\ction= Razka is inhumanly fast, and short besides. He ducks. [19:47] <[L2SL_Dillon]> +FCOM+ Right behind you. [19:47] ::ducks as Zunite swings her saber, grabbing her and holding her to him:: [19:47] CIC> ::the remains of the holographic projection sparks and vanishes as the real Razka reveals himself from the shadows:: Nicely done General. ::activates the program that will poison all of the general's food and is undetectable by everyone and everything:: [19:47] ::reload her hand as she pulls more daggers out from under her ragged clothing - just where they're coming from, who knows?:: [19:47] ::hears rumbling from the CIC:: Captain...I believe the zoo needs tending to... [19:47] <[L1SL_trSchmo]> GRSF>::takes the glorious Romulan super squadron away from the humans and towards the 'roid and the fighters:: [19:47] ::looks left and right quickly, then slips from behind her station and moves to within whispering range of Davok:: [19:47] Not bad, human. You only make me want you more. [19:47] * eiprahs (~jacobgar@roc-66-66-166-234.rochester.rr.com) has left #uss- coronado [19:47] CIC> ::advances on stfu, hands outstretched, stalking him:: So that you can call down your Romulan fools? I do not think so, coward. [19:47] CIC> ::nods to Razka:: See? That was finely played. [19:47] CIC> Bwahahahahah. You are fast, my Romulan midget! ::destroys whatever console Razka might happen to be using:: [19:47] ::knees Drex in the groin and slices her blade down:: [19:48] CIC> ::Savant crossed her arms and watched, waiting to see who was going to come up the victor:: [19:48] ::jumps over the console of one of the aft station, catching the warrior in the chest:: [19:48] CIC> ::finishes enterying the activation codes on his hand held PADD and smiles at the light show from the destroyed console:: [19:48] CIC> ::grabs the remains of the console and tosses them across the CIC at Razka as he emerges from the shadows:: [19:48] <[L1SL_trSchmo]> GRSF>+com+ Let the human f'vai go! They have the non- warp capable glorious Romualan Super fighters! They won't get far! [19:48] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:48] CIC> ::points his disruptor at Kor:: Come now, admiral. Atomization doesn't suit a warrior with such great experience. Go back to work. [19:48] CIC> ::steps aside:: [19:48] ::uses the force to push Drex away from her while continuing to try to cut him to pieces:: [19:48]