so errr what exactly are we supposed to do?

kinda new and not a clue what im doing

How can we play if we cannot team up?

Just missed it by an hour LOL.

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Rayne, thanks again for putting these together. I took a screenshot of Rand, Rayne, and I at the end of the evening as we were finishing up.

Name: Cai Jamm'n
Species: Adopted Trill
Alias: Douche-bag of Empok Nor
Department: Zek's Failed Emporium
Post: Bartender
Mission: Stay'n fly
Age: 19

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Now, this is a story all about how
My life got flipped-turned upside down
And I'd like to take a minute
Just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became the prince of a station called Empok Nor



In West Mirror Philadelphia born and raised
On the Parrises court was where I spent most of my days
Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool
And all shootin some spring-ball outside of the school



When a couple of guys who were up to no good
Started making trouble in my neighbourhood
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared
She said 'You're movin' with your uncle Garak in Empok Nor’



I begged and pleaded with her day after day
But she packed my suit case and sent me on my way
She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket.
I put my K-Opera on and said, 'I might as well kick it’.



Yellowstone, yo this is bad
Drinking Yamok Juice out of a champagne glass.
Is this what the people of Empok living like?
Hmmmmm this might be alright.


But wait I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, all that
Is this the type of place that they just send this cool trill?
I don't think so
I'll see when I get there
I hope they're prepared for the prince of Empok Nor



Well, the shuttle docked and when I came out
There was a dude who looked like a cop standing there with my name out
I ain't trying to get arrested yet
I just got here
I sprang with the quickness like lightning, disappeared



I whistled for a beer and when he came near
The tender said whut and it had fur in the ears
If anything I could say that this ferengi was rare
But I thought 'Nah, forget it' - 'Yo, home to empok nor’



I pulled up to the station about 7 or 8
And I yelled to the pilot 'Yo home smell ya later'
I looked at my kingdom
I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Empok Nor

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Science log, Ensign T'Nel reporting:

Today, Captain Rayne called together Lieutenants Rand and Clavik, and myself, for a training simulation exercise aboard the Duranja. The first half of the mission, in which we engaged in space battle against Elachi vessels, went smoothly. However, there were some unusual issues during the ground portion of the simulation that warrant investigation.

As I walked through the corridor after our "beam-in", I perceived that I was not walking as fast as Rand or Clavik. In fact, at points it almost seemed as if I was walking backwards, a sensation not unlike walking on a treadmill, or feeling as if one were running tethered to an elastic band. I thought nothing of it at first, because I was focused on fulfilling the objectives of the simulation.

But then, as we turned a corner into a chamber, Lt. Clavik fell out of view. I contacted him via commbadge and received no response, even after several attempts. Just as suddenly as he disappeared, Clavik returned. There was no indication that he had beamed out and in again. He reported that it was as if he had "blacked out" for a few moments, and then returned to the holodeck.

As we proceeded through the simulation, Lt. Clavik underwent the same experience at least twice more. Then, with no warning, I too experienced the sensation of "blacking out" the lieutenant described, and perceived neither light nor sound until the end of the simulation.

At first, I considered the possibility that both Lt. Clavik and I were experiencing a psychological phenomenon unique to Vulcans, as Lt. Rand reported no such difficulties. However, I ruled out such a possibility, as the likelihood that both Clavik and I had suffered illnesses that involved the symptoms we reported was less than 0.2%.

So I considered then that the problem was actually related to the holomatrix. Both Lt. Clavik and I experienced visual difficulties--we both reported not being able to see anything, and my visual experience in the first corridor was incongruous with my motion. I thus conclude that there is a problem with the holomatrix, akin to the scratches on ancient analogue recording discs. These imperfections produced "skips" and blanks in the data. It would seem that there is a similar "scratch" within the coding of the holomatrix.

This hypothesis does not answer why Lt. Rand did not have the same experience in the holodeck. And it does not fully answer why Lt. Clavik and I received no other sensory stimuli--auditory or tactile--during our "blackouts". Capt. Rayne insists that these malfunctions were not a part of his simulation, so I must eliminate the possibility that this was a bit of subterfuge intended as part of our training. I will next file a report with the Engineering Department, so that they may analyze the coding of the holomatrix.

Computer, end log.

Legatus Senator D'Tox Orloran, Dux Corvinus, was born and raised in the volatile and internecine world of politics and intrigue that comes from being a scion of a prominent Romulan political dynasty. As the son of two prominent senators¹ and a Praetorian prefect², brother to a war legend³, cousin to the Emperor⁴, it was his destiny to bring honor and glory to family, Empire and the Romulan People⁵, and is not remotely interested in doing anything to achieve it.

Despite his lack of enthusiasm for his destiny, Orloran, known by his middle name to avoid confusion with his paternal uncle⁶, performed adequately in several fields of endeavor (exploration, science, diplomacy), though he rarely applied himself sufficiently to excel in any particular area, and it is suspected he occasionally underperformed to avoid further advancement⁷. While admittedly disappointed (mildly), the Duchess, ever pragmatic, was satisfied to have a family member who possessed competence but not ambition. The typical weighting, in her experience, is reversed⁸.

Captaining the A.R.W. Vanessa Ives, with an eclectic crew of Romulan specialists, mostly reformed Borg⁹ and his ‘special friend’ Tovan, is frequently put to special or peculiar missions.

If a crisis is of a highly sensitive security nature (the Duchess trusts the Tal Shiar as far as she can stuff a Gorn up a gutter pipe¹⁰), Orloran and his crew are dispatched. If the circumstances are very peculiar, or the Duchess simply feels the introduction of randomness would be beneficial (or she wants to tick someone off) the Ives is sent in at full warp¹¹.

Such a situation arose (of the ‘peculiar’ variety) in what turned out to be a Xindi temporal incursion. Ttime-shifted Xindi ships engaged a Human¹² detail in a protracted space battle in the Narendra system, which had nothing to do with Romulus. Naturally Orloran inserted himself into the battle, though his official report claims he was merely in the area doing reconnaissance and both groups showed up weapons blazing. The battle was a relatively even match until an unknown weapon was used by the Xindi. It allowed them victory over the Terrans, though it left them vulnerable for a cloaked attack by the Ives.

The details of that engagement are, given the subsequent events, inconsequential. The weapon apparently caused a tear in space/time sufficient to translate the Vanessa Ives and her crew to a ‘mirror universe.’ Noteworthy events of this nature have been recorded previously, though rare enough not to included in standard Fleet training¹³.

Orloran returned to Romulus to discover a volatile and internecine world of politics and intrigue and so no one realized what had happened for several weeks. Attempts were made to reverse the substitution, but a conversation with his counterpart (via some highly suspect Tholian technology¹⁴) established that notwithstanding the vast differences in history, the state of the Terran Empire and other metamorphoses, it would take some effort to exchange them back.

Anyway, then Hobus blew up and it didn’t seem that important.

Orloran and the crew of the A.R.W. Vanessa Ives continue in service to Romulus¹⁵ in much the same fashion as before. He still aspires to not much more than the title Agent of Chaos.

1 The formidable Senators Pontifex K'hæth and Countess Arachne Corvinus.
2 The even more formidable Duchess Vespasiana Corvinus, the Witch of Sarita.
3 Vulnavia Iconica Maxima, Hero of Iconia. And a pest.
4 They weren’t close.
5 In that order.
6 The Quaestor D’Tox, whose accomplishments and temperament could not be more different.
7 Crashing Scimitars into expensive space stations is but one example.
8 And dangerous, and tiresome.
9 Mostly.
10 Which is farther than you’d imagine. Don’t ask.
11 Were there an ‘Agent of Chaos’ title, Orloran would wear it proudly.
12 Which includes whatever other creatures the Humans have integrated.
13 A lacunae now filled.
14 Highly. “We insist it is the property of the Tal Shiar.” – The Tal Shiar. “The Tal Shiar can bite me” – The Duchess.
15 New Romulus, if you insist.

((Please keep any messages in this thread IN CHARACTER. This is where we will be updating each other on missions, recaps, and anything else we feel should be a part of the ongoing Stonewall RP story!))

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Captains log, supplemental. Captain Rayne commanding.

I was able to meet the first batch of new officers that will be assigned to the USS Duranja. I must say, I've always loved the lines of the old Excelsior class. Since Juzel Rix is still en route from his previous assignment, I took the liberty of running the three officers through an evaluation holo-program. The results follow.

Lt. Senior Grade Janice Rand- The lieutenant came on board the ship as Junior Grade, however I felt her keen eye and remarkable sense of teamwork warranted a boost in rank. She was unwavering in her duties in the program, as well as an excellent shot. She has been appointed Senior Tactical Officer under the XO.

Lt. Senior Grade Clavik- This officer also came on board as Junior Grade, however his abilities to work through problem situations as well as his inherent knowledge of exotic particles and treating wounds showed me that he, too, deserved the promotion. He has now been appointed Deputy Chief Medical Officer.

Ensign T'Nel- From what I was able to gather the ensign has an incredibly bright future ahead of her. She unfortunately suffered an accident on the holodeck and was unable to complete the scenario. I'll have Rix follow up with her at a later point.

I only hope that I will get the chance to see more of these officers, as well as the other new recruits.

Computer, end log.

Sorry--I got a hard crash in the mission and had to verify the game files. By the time they finish, I will have to head out from home anyway. I will file the report on the theory I mentioned as part of the mission wrap-up.

Fixed for you :) Just ensure that the pic address only has .jpeg or .png at the end and nothing else.

Photobucket is horrid for image links, I use imgur.com

A miner my trade, Rinoss worked her way up through the mining consortium until she could afford to purchase her own ship "Swamp Thing" and in her own words "get out there and pick some noses".
Since then she has left a trail of derelict and destroyed ships. Many of them were academy trained, many of them died. After a while they gave up and left her alone. All their training could not match her natural talent for digging out those nose nuggets. (She has a nose fetish). In fact there are rumors that she has a collection of noses that she keeps in her quarters because "only the nose knows" She even went so far as to pen a short article regarding her appreciation for the nasal protuberance.

Ode to Nose

She has been known to personally beam aboard the bridge of her enemies to collect noses in person. So be wary, be wise and do not let the nose fall off of your face. Warning, she possesses a weapon that shoots liquefied nose goo.




"Swamp Thing"




"Rinoss"

I have pictures to share but as you can see its frustratingly hard to add pictures to your posts. AT least from my point of view having worked on it for an hour :)

How do I simply talk?
Unlike in the past, we will not be utilizing the SFRoleplay for general speaking. This leads to confusion. All of our "voices" will be in the 'local' channel, that way, you only hear what is going on around you! So if you're on the bridge discussing something with a crewman, you won't know whats going on in engineering unless someone IN engineering (or someone running the RP) tells you about it.
We WILL use the SFRoleplay channel for "comms." So, if I'm in engineering and wanted to hail the bridge I would type this:
(In the SFRoleplay channel) (this designates that you're using the comms system) "Bridge, this is engineering. We have an EPS overload in progress!"

I promise it sounds more complicated than it is!

How do I talk Out Of Character? (OOC: Something you say, but not your character)
Simply put brackets around it! ((this is me talking out of character)) Just remember which chat channel you are talking in, and that way the right people can see it!

Always be aware of your chat channels
It's easy to get mixed up and start talking in the wrong one, we all do it! Simply saying "mt" (mis-tell) lets other players know you didn't mean to say that, either in character, or OOC.

Another helpful hint is that you can ALWAYS make sure you're typing in the correct channel by adding /(channel name) before whatever you type.
If I type /local Wow you have a really nice bedroom - The text "Wow you have a really nice bedroom" will be displayed in the local area. The exact same thing goes for /SFRoleplay!

So if you're ever confused about where you're talking, just err on the side of caution and manually type the channel name!

How do I do actions?

There are two ways!
1) Simply put a * on both ends of the action. *Rayne continued typing a forum thread* -This will show up in whatever chat channel you're in, but the double * is understood that it is an action.
2) Start your text with a ; (example: ; Rayne continued typing a forum thread) This way, it doesn't show any text over your character's head, and you can use it for small things like ; Picks up the glass of water and sips.

Test out what you like better. Either is acceptable!

When do I talk?! Everyone else is talking!!
This can get tricky. The rule of thumb is to say something, then wait your turn. If it's a simply side-comment, don't hesitate to say it, but if it's something that requires an answer, or if another player asks something that requires an answer, WAIT until that has been taken care of, then speak.

RP is all about getting in the mind of what your character would do. You ARE your character!! To this end, remember that IC actions can carry IC consequences. If you pull out a phaser and start shooting IC, then we will respond as such and you will be punished IC accordingly.

Please note: All characters will start with the rank of Lieutenant or lower. That way, we leave room for promotions and other character development! Also, it doesn't make sense to have 10 Commanders on a single ship.

If you have any questions, just ask!! We all started somewhere, and chances are I've had the same issues you've had! Feel free to ask on this thread as well!

You have plenty of time!

Just so you know, I'm trying desperately to get into the game right now so I can play today's roleplay. I just can't get past the load screen. This is almost always the case the first day or two after a patch. Yes, I've tried every single bit of advice on the web to get past this bug; no, nothing works; yes, apparently there are other STO players that have my issue and Cryptic hasn't ever fixed it.

Just know, I'm trying.

Thanks

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Name: Janice Rand
Species: Human/Borg Hybrid
Alias: Primum of Borg
Department: Temporal Operations
Post: Director
Mission: Assimilation Measures for Temporal Assignments
Vessel: I.S.S. Blackskull
Age: 42


***Incoming Priority One Message***

Janice Rand at the age of 10 was removed from her parents, but not by force, but of will. Her parents were working as an adjunct agency in Temporal Mechanics, they couldn't allow their daughter to disturb their work. As good parents, they handed her over to the Terran Forces at an early age in the hopes she would learn discipline and become a decent solider like they were. What they didn't realize how much the labour and the long hours were great for Janice. Each morning at 4:30 she donned a exercise jogger and ran for 2 hours, at 6:30 she ate, showered and returned to school, where they taught the lessons of the conquering of the Vulcans the quelling of the Andorians and history of the beautiful Empire she knew. After studies the would run drills by, running through mazes where the walls moved, jumping over pits of spikes and climbing over piles of scorching sand. As far as she knew this was he life all children had growing up. She quickly excelled in her studies and left most of the lesser students to look up to her.
At age 18 she caught the eye of her instructors who felt Rand was needed for the greater good. Around the same time her parents who dutifully broke the temporal barrier, needed a research assistant to send through time. Janice was up for the challenge, and was quietly removed from her school and placed in the Temporal Operations division, where she oversaw and implemented the first successful human tested time travel experiment. After a year of time manipulation experiments she experienced a build up of chronitons in her system. With the recent enslavement of the Borg and the assimilation of their technology, the Empire had learned of a cure using nanites to purge her system. Rand was wary of the experiment though ultimately agreed to the process. She became the first successful Terran to undergo a nanite treatment, which resulted in some unexpected side effects.
Due to her years of military training, chroniton exposure and borg nannies she learned to silence the other drones of whom she was now connected to and rule over them with an iron fist.
She eventually became a key military asset as the assimilator of past and present technology where she endeavors to points in time and acquires needed assets.
She is strong willed, fierce and cut throat, but believes in a conquer hard/play hard mentality.

Hi all! Just a reminder to please take the survey listed in the OP if you have not already. We'll be analyzing the results soon :) Thanks!

Cheers,

Brandon =/\=

Background info:

Each character who decides to participate should come up with a small backstory. You're welcome to be anything from a civilian up to the rank of Lieutenant. From there, you will work your way farther by participating in both in-game, and forum RPs.

We will also suggest a rank based on your RP abilities, and of course, we will help in any way we can!