Germanische Zustande
19-09-2005, 01:41
The bridge had been darkened for the night watch. Shifts had exchanged, and the night officers had settled in to their posts. The boatswains paced the decks about the ship. A majority of the crew lay in their bunks, dreaming of family, their homeworlds, glory, and service.
Gray asteroids circled lazily as the Acheron patrolled Durbink, a lonely Blue Giant system on the outskirts of Federal Territory. A mere three worlds, lifeless hunks of rock, orbited the old star. Of great interest to the scientists were peculiar distortions surrounding the system which seemed to act as a natural barrier. Needless to say, the engineers of the Acheron had found a way in.
The Acheron was headed toward one of these worlds now. A magnificent blue, the entire world sparkled of ores and crystals, of which the Federation intended to make good use. A shortage of critical raw components necessary for various widespread-use systems plagued the UFGZ. The War Effort would greatly benefit from such an infusion.
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The Bridge of the Acheron:
Lieutenant Commander Verstummel leaned back in his Command chair. He fiddled around with a holopen, flipping it between his fingers and flicking it across the gravchair's support field. He looked up just long enough to make sure the Bridge crew wasn't asleep. Fahn had been assigned First Mate on the Acheron following the Kaluza-Thorn Incident.
This damned patrol duty has got to be the most worthless assignment in all the galaxy. You'd think the Council would have been happy I'd taken care of the Kanuckistani, The Lt. Cmdr. tried to console himself. He still didn't think he'd done anything wrong.
Lieutenant Degh stared blankly at the scanners. For the next seven hours he would stare at scanners. Nothing was out there. Each time, the scanners would return nothing.
Then, just there... a shadow on the sensorscreen... Degh shook his head. I'm going crazy. Our sensors don't have shadows. Again. Another shadow.
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A loud ping eminated from Tactical. Degh had ordered the ship to Battlestations.
Verstummel was so shocked by the abruptness of the sounding Klaxons that he nearly fell out of his chair and three decks below to the bottom of the Bridge.
By the time Fahn had recovered, Commander Rescht had entered the bridge
"What in hell do you think you're doing," exclaimed Rescht. He had been reassigned and demoted for conduct after the Kaluza-Thorn Incident, also.
A bead of sweat slid down Degh's forehead. He shifted nervously. "Sir, I saw a shadow on the sensors. A shape of a ship."
The Commander sighed. Rescht reached over a clapped the Lieutenant on the shoulder. He gave a slight smile. "I'm glad you were paying attention. Now stand the ship down."
Rescht reviewed the sensor screen for himself. As he overviewed the readouts, a shadow-shape appeared on the scanner. Just as he noticed the sensorghost, four blips appeared in rapid succession. They moved toward the Acheron at high speed.
Rescht's eyes opened wide in horror. "Dear God Almighty, Protect us," he whispered. The Commander turned to Degh. "By the Ancestors, man, raise the shields!"
It was too late. The missiles struck the ship. A console blew. Verstummel was flung across the entireity of the bridge and slammed against a bulkhead. A crewman simply vaporized as a power conduit below her ruptured. Her pained scream was cut short.
A terrible screech rumbled through the ship as the Sublight Engines detonated from an impact.
The three Bridge Officers moved to action.
OOC:
This is a semi-closed RP. Only three slots are available: One in the beginning for the enemy ship. A second available later for a small mining vessel which will be overrun by the enemy vessel. A third available for Traders on a planet which the Acheron will visit to take on supplies. If you wish to participate, please TG me saying which position you want to play. If I choose you, I will TG you back with approval. If you are denied, I'll TG you to that effect.
The Acheron is a Frigate, very lightly armed. The enemy ship will be in the neighborhood of Heavy Destroyer to Light Cruiser. In the end, the enemy ship is captured, however, the Captain disguises himself as the ship's doctor so that he may survive a boarding battle and live to attempt to recapture his ship. The Acheron's captain dispatches his first mate and a few crewmembers to bring the captured vessel back to the nearest port. If you've seen Master and Commander, this RP is based on that.
There are many opportunities for RPing, such as between the traders and the "French", the small trading vessel and the "French", and of course, the "British" (the UFGZ) and the "French".
Thank you very much,
Germanische Zustande
Gray asteroids circled lazily as the Acheron patrolled Durbink, a lonely Blue Giant system on the outskirts of Federal Territory. A mere three worlds, lifeless hunks of rock, orbited the old star. Of great interest to the scientists were peculiar distortions surrounding the system which seemed to act as a natural barrier. Needless to say, the engineers of the Acheron had found a way in.
The Acheron was headed toward one of these worlds now. A magnificent blue, the entire world sparkled of ores and crystals, of which the Federation intended to make good use. A shortage of critical raw components necessary for various widespread-use systems plagued the UFGZ. The War Effort would greatly benefit from such an infusion.
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The Bridge of the Acheron:
Lieutenant Commander Verstummel leaned back in his Command chair. He fiddled around with a holopen, flipping it between his fingers and flicking it across the gravchair's support field. He looked up just long enough to make sure the Bridge crew wasn't asleep. Fahn had been assigned First Mate on the Acheron following the Kaluza-Thorn Incident.
This damned patrol duty has got to be the most worthless assignment in all the galaxy. You'd think the Council would have been happy I'd taken care of the Kanuckistani, The Lt. Cmdr. tried to console himself. He still didn't think he'd done anything wrong.
Lieutenant Degh stared blankly at the scanners. For the next seven hours he would stare at scanners. Nothing was out there. Each time, the scanners would return nothing.
Then, just there... a shadow on the sensorscreen... Degh shook his head. I'm going crazy. Our sensors don't have shadows. Again. Another shadow.
----------
A loud ping eminated from Tactical. Degh had ordered the ship to Battlestations.
Verstummel was so shocked by the abruptness of the sounding Klaxons that he nearly fell out of his chair and three decks below to the bottom of the Bridge.
By the time Fahn had recovered, Commander Rescht had entered the bridge
"What in hell do you think you're doing," exclaimed Rescht. He had been reassigned and demoted for conduct after the Kaluza-Thorn Incident, also.
A bead of sweat slid down Degh's forehead. He shifted nervously. "Sir, I saw a shadow on the sensors. A shape of a ship."
The Commander sighed. Rescht reached over a clapped the Lieutenant on the shoulder. He gave a slight smile. "I'm glad you were paying attention. Now stand the ship down."
Rescht reviewed the sensor screen for himself. As he overviewed the readouts, a shadow-shape appeared on the scanner. Just as he noticed the sensorghost, four blips appeared in rapid succession. They moved toward the Acheron at high speed.
Rescht's eyes opened wide in horror. "Dear God Almighty, Protect us," he whispered. The Commander turned to Degh. "By the Ancestors, man, raise the shields!"
It was too late. The missiles struck the ship. A console blew. Verstummel was flung across the entireity of the bridge and slammed against a bulkhead. A crewman simply vaporized as a power conduit below her ruptured. Her pained scream was cut short.
A terrible screech rumbled through the ship as the Sublight Engines detonated from an impact.
The three Bridge Officers moved to action.
OOC:
This is a semi-closed RP. Only three slots are available: One in the beginning for the enemy ship. A second available later for a small mining vessel which will be overrun by the enemy vessel. A third available for Traders on a planet which the Acheron will visit to take on supplies. If you wish to participate, please TG me saying which position you want to play. If I choose you, I will TG you back with approval. If you are denied, I'll TG you to that effect.
The Acheron is a Frigate, very lightly armed. The enemy ship will be in the neighborhood of Heavy Destroyer to Light Cruiser. In the end, the enemy ship is captured, however, the Captain disguises himself as the ship's doctor so that he may survive a boarding battle and live to attempt to recapture his ship. The Acheron's captain dispatches his first mate and a few crewmembers to bring the captured vessel back to the nearest port. If you've seen Master and Commander, this RP is based on that.
There are many opportunities for RPing, such as between the traders and the "French", the small trading vessel and the "French", and of course, the "British" (the UFGZ) and the "French".
Thank you very much,
Germanische Zustande