Well thanks, too late for me. I am staying out of chat from now on and will participate less in the fleet. I have often felt ignored in the chat because when i say something or ask a question i just get dead air. If someone had of taken the extra energy to type in what you just did I would have been able to participate. However the lack of caring what people are asking in the chat is apparent and causes such misunderstandings. Popularity factor 0 equals being ignored regardless of the relevance to the game. Popularity factor 10 talks about passing gas and everyone is all over it. I stopped playing the popularity game when I was in high school. From now on I am a ghost until I find a better place to haunt.

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In the chat I was told that we cannot team up, the only way to play is to join random que's. So I thought that we cannot have the event like that so I went back to bed and missed the entire event. I was waiting for a week to play in the event and even took time off to be here. Got up at 6am ready to play and was told that I cannot play no one can team up. Is it my tag or something that puts people off me?

Anyway I hope everyone had fun

peace

Ohhhh with The big dig and another one, yea as Joseph said.. if we do a provate team it needs to be exactly 20 people to be able to start the game.. sadly only like 17 ot of 20 wanted to go, so we said.. ok we can just hit the pve button and queue for big dig ourselves.. and we would of all been in the same map.. that was the easier option to get in the game as we were so low on volunteers sadly :(

but after and before that we were running the standard "invites" to a team.

There are teams still queuing even now in game, so the days not over yet.

We all missed you in the pub quiz too :( i was looking for you in chat to see if you were comming for round 2, it was funny the last time :D

no fears there is another BIG event coming up very soon, Im gonna ensure you come to that one hehe. watch this space ;)

It was purely because we needed 20 people for the queues at the time and there wasn't 20 people in the fleet to play at that time. So we had to queue ourselves so that other people in the game would make up the remaining numbers. That's all. Everyone had to queue individually.

In the chat I was told that we cannot team up, the only way to play is to join random que's. So I thought that we cannot have the event like that so I went back to bed and missed the entire event. I was waiting for a week to play in the event and even took time off to be here. Got up at 6am ready to play and was told that I cannot play no one can team up. Is it my tag or something that puts people off me?

Anyway I hope everyone had fun

peace

Damn I sure do love that bridge. Good screenshot!


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Quote by Pinkscarab

How can we play if we cannot team up?

why cant you team? what l;evel are you?

some larger queues are very odd and need exact level people... but we have been running others that dont need that.

I did call out for you a few times. think you have gone

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so errr what exactly are we supposed to do?

kinda new and not a clue what im doing

Jump in game and watch fleet chat for more info. Command to join the chat via your chat box, enter: /channel_join StonewallFleet

Cheers,

Brandon =/\=

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 :)