RPG: Peace Time

[Arctic_Wolf]

"The wars are over!" The StarTopian Council officialy declared.

The Targ Warlords having been over thrown and executed in a rebelion lead by Davidg. He realised the cost the continuing wars were having on his people, and took decisive and well planned action. With him temporyary dictator, the Targs have returned to the curious, information gathering people they once were.

Normalcy has at last returned to the Galaxy after many long years of warfare.

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Location: Sector 3, Deep Space

<The Grey Medical relief vessel, "Ra'Novek" has been travelling for the past two days on its way to a remote Grey Outpost in the Ganarensis system to deliever much needed medicinal supplied after an out-break of blotchy green syndrome. For some reason its engines stop, the crew franticly try to get the engines working again but the system registry states that the engines are opperating fine. After 5 hours sensors pick up an unusual energy build up 10000KM away. Though nothing is there, the worrying thing is what ever it is it's energy is increasing steadily. Eventualy the ship is being pulled ever so slightly towards this anomily. Quickly they send out a distress call on all sup-space bands>

Grey Distress Call: To any ships recieving this. We are the Grey Medical Relief Vessel Ra'Novek delivering urgent supplies to the grey outpost Ganarensis. We appear to be trapped in some form of unkown anomily. We need urgent assistance. Ra'Novek out.

[Senor]

All i can say is thank you for starting a RPG
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Senor is sitting at his console when a distress cal on all frequencies pops up it says Grey Distress Call: To any ships recieving this. We are the Grey Medical Relief Vessel Ra'Novek delivering urgent supplies to the grey outpost Ganarensis. We appear to be trapped in some form of unkown anomily. We need urgent assistance. Ra'Novek out. Senor jumps out of his seat spilling his Spanishan coffeena hot drink all over the Cadet sitting next to him

Senor: Arctic Wolf sir we have just had a distress call from the Grey Medical Relief Vessel Ra'Novek do you want me to take the Valencia out and have a look

Arctic Wolf: Make it so



Senor fires up the Valencia and sets in the Co-ordinates

Arctic Wolf:Here we go again!

[MR?]

Aboard MR?´s sphere:

<MR? is sitting at his command chair when a silver colored robot comes walking into the bridge.>

Robot: We have picked up a distress call from a grey ship. Shall we drive to the ship?

MR?: Yes.

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At thge same time at the evil MR!s ship:

Slave: We have recived a distress call from a grey ship.

MR!: drive to it now or you will be tortured to death. If i get the midicines aboard the ship i can sell them at GREAT prices. The price will be 1000.000.000.000.000.000.000.000.000.000.000.000.000e. If they dont have that they could pay with their lives. I save them and as payment they will be my slaves for the rest of their lives.

Slave: That sounds good.

[Arctic_Wolf]

MR?, please note the Subject; "RPG: Peace Time" and also. You may only play one character.

[JSWY]

Thank you very much, although lets try to keep things civil guys and contact Arctic or myself if there is any trouble.

--42nd Dimension, JSWY's Orbital Platform--

Nav: I don't wish to interrupt your game of "The Great War" but there is a distress call on a 3/4D Sub Space signal, it states a possible uncharted anamoly in Sector 3, I advise sending a probe to observe activity.

JSWY: Blast! I got to the bit when Ghyron takes the Galactic Core, can't you take care of it?

Nav: Of course I can, I just wanted to inform you...

<A small probe launched out of the fighter hangar and entered a dimensional rift>

--Sector 3, One Parsec from supposed anamoly--

<A indetectable rift opens and spews out an ordinary looking galactic scout class probe, with standard registration numbers, nothing out of the ordinary>

[Arctic_Wolf]

---Location: Sector 3, Deep Space ---

<The Scout Probe nears the supposed location of the anomaly. It begins its scans. For 3.2 seconds all is well, then the probe's thrusters shut down and it is being dragged toward the anomaly just like the grey ship. As the energy of the anomaly builds so to does the pull on the two trapped objects. The probe's fuse shorts out and it is pulled toward the anomaly with the force of a released catapult. Then it vanishes. The grey's, seeing all this divert more power to their engines to try to re-activate them, the energy build up increases, so to does the pull on the ship. The greys quickly revert to their originaly power level.>

[Sunrise]

Sunrise: Aha. My new ship has been built. At last.
<Climbs on board and walks down the left cooridor>
First officer: Um. Sir the bridge is that way.
Sunrise: Of course. I was just... Um... Er... Going to get some food.
First officer: Yes Sir. I'll see you later. Oh, and were blasting into hyperspace and taking the ship for a test drive.
Sunrise: OK

3 hours later in the berth

First officer: This is a staff announcement. Would the captian please report to the bridge

3 minutes later
< Sunrise rushes to the bridge>
Sunrise: What is it.
First officer: There is a distress signal coming from an unknown spacial anamoly 100,000 km off our port bow.
Sunrise:Take us to 50,000km. On-screen. Lauch a fully equipped probe.

[Davidg]

Dreadnaught cruises through space, It's gleaming black hull reflects the light of the 4 Targ stars. After the revolution the Grekka System is now back to the thriving trade center it was of old. Grand Admiral Davidg is standing in his personal observation tower, on the top of the ship. It is toped with a large Synthglass dome, giving a panoramic view of space. He stands at the top of a platform in the center of the dome, looking at the stars. The chime rings.

Davidg: Enter.

A hatch swings open at the side of the room, and a yeomen walks in.

Yeomen: Grand Admrial, our satilites have intercepted a distress call from a Grey vessel near our border with Grey Space. They report that they are caught in some sort of anomaly.

Davidg: Intriuguiging. Dissmissed.

The yeomen bows and steps out. Davidg presses a button on the chair on the platform, and activates the intercomm.

Davidg: Bridge, plot a course to intercept the Grey vessel, take us to a safe distance from the phenomonon, go to yellow alert. Egage at flank speed.

Bridge Officer: Yes Grand Admiral.

Davidg: Computer, retract observation tower.

The tall observation tower sildes back into the bridge tower as the massive ship turns slowly, and jumps to hyperspace.

[Senor]

The T.C.S.V Valencia arrives in Sector 3 and comes to a halt

Senor: What in lord toleday's name are we doing

Lieutenant haare: Sir the anomaly has shut down our engines, but we are still moving

Senor:where to

Lieutenant haare: Towards the anomaly sir

Senor: Fire up all auxillary engines and get us out of here quickly

Ensign Yes sir!



The T.C.S.V Valencia powers up it's auxillary engines and starts to move away from the anomaly but about 4 seconds later the Valencia is pulled back even closer to the anomaly

Senor:This is an urgent distress call to the S.C.S.V Valient we need urgent help, we're being sucked into the anomaly at a very fast rate.

[Arctic_Wolf]

Yay everyone's playing nicely!

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Location: SCSV Vallient, Comm Sphere, Main Office

Sub-Space distress Call: This is an urgent distress call to the S.C.S.V Valient we need urgent help, we're being sucked into the anomaly at a very fast rate.

Communications Officer: Roger that. Your tracking signal confirms you as the TCSV Valencia. I am forwarding you to the Bridge

Sub-Space distress Call: Thankyou!

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Location: SCSV Vallient, Bridge

Comm: Sir, we have recieved a distress call. Playing it now. This is an urgent distress call to the S.C.S.V Valient we need urgent help, we're being sucked into the anomaly at a very fast rate.
Signal is confrimed as TCSV Valencia.

Arctic Wolf: Set Course, Full Speed.

Tech: Aye sir.

[DMA57361]

I'll make a vauge attempt to play / RPG / be interesting while I have excessive spare time. Starting off in a role that requires little effort by me in case I get busy.

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Location - Middle of nowhere particular, PCRV Grey Area, Engine Command Deck

Lead Engineer - Sir! Excuse the mess, we're run off our feet at the moment.

Deltavortex - I'm sure. Tell me, exsactly what happened?

Lead Engineer - We think the stablizers blew on engine 2. This imbalanced the drive matrix configuration and increased the, well, friction as it were of going through hyperspace. Basically, we were sort of flying through hyperspace at an angle. The engines heated up under the strain of the extra work and, well, something gave out. Engine 2's plasma tank exploded, luckily outwards, and we fell out of hyperspace suddenly. Which then shreaded the intergration of the other three drives and brought them offline anyway.

Deltavortex - Oh well that's just wonderful. What happened to emergancy safetys!? It thought the system could run on just two engines anyway!? And how long until you get it all fixed!?

Lead Engineer - We don't know about the safetys to be sure, but the inital check shows the relay system was fried as well. Possibly when the stablizers blew. It's true the system can run on two engines, but it didn't notice that engine 2 had got a fault so didn't drop it offline. We'll have the other three engines up in about three hours. Engine two we can't patch up, the main berth and polarisation-hub where disintergrated in the explosion, it's why we got pulled out of hyperspace. It'll need a whole set of parts for it and lots of external work, it's at least a days worth of orbit-work I'm afriad.

Deltavortex - Damn. Well keep me informed. I need to check up on other departments to check everything else, the scanner grid, shields and comm system are all offline due to external hardware damaged thanks to this mess up. Get it patched quickly so we can get on with things!

Lead Engineer - Yes Sir!

[Sunrise]

First officer: Sir. We are recieving a distress call from the T.C.S.V Valencia. They are being sucked into the anomaly.
Sunrise : Put the grappling hooks online. fire at will.
< A Gun turret appears out of the bottem of the ship and fires five grappling hooks at the T.C.S.V Valencia>
First officer: 4 direct hits but one is on the engine.
Sunrise: Retract the grappling hookm that missed and the 1 on the engine and fire them again.
First officer:5 Direct hits.
Sunrise: full emergency power to the engines. Lets get them out of there.
First officer: the engines are having no effect.
Sunrise:Revert all power, except life support, to the engines
First officer: no effect
Sunrise: Retract the grappling hooks.
First officer: retracted.
Sunrise: Are all the engines operational.
First Officer: yes
Sunrise: Come in at a slow speed and then divert all power to the engines when we are touching the other ship. Lets see if we can knock them off course.
First officer: the ship has been pushed off course sir.
Sunrise: Good. What are the reading freom the probe we sent earlier?
First Officer: Nothing came back. As soon as it entered the anomaly it Lost contact with us.
Sunrise: Strange

[DMA57361]

Location - PCRV Grey Area, Bridge

Comm Officer - Sir. This . . could . . be important, but well. Okay. The comm system is still messed up. But we've recieved an idendical signal a few times in a row, it's just a random sound-wave on the readout but it matchs each time.

Deltavortex - Distress Call?

Comm Officer - Yes, Sir.

Deltavortex - Damn. We arn't in a condition to help at the moment. If the stupid comm system gets patched up and we get a clear signal do tell me.

Comm Officer - Well, Sir. The sensor grid is back up and working again although not quite aligned correctly. So I've traced it back to a ship, a moderate six hour jump away . . uhh . . if we had engines. It's a Gery Medical Relief Ship. Assumed destination is an outpost called Ganarensis a short way off. Also some very odd energy readings in that area, but it's probably the faulty sensors.

Deltavortex - We still can't help just yet. I'm not going anyway until we have the shields back online and a six hour jump is a very long time by thrusters don't forget!

Comm Officer - Sir! The signal just changed. It's complicated how but it's got at least two looping signals. There's another distress call coming from the same location.

Deltavortex - Okay! Keep me up to date! We'll investigate when all systems are back online.

[JSWY]

--42nd Dimension, Orbital Platform--

Nav: I don't wish to interrupt but there is another subspace distress call being sent from the location where we lost our probe, we wern't able to determine an exact dimensional range but the boys in R&D hope its not going anywhere near the 25th...

JSWY: I hate that dimension, damn hyperspace mis-jump, took 3 days to get out and we were attacked on 10 seperate occasions, send a dimensional probe to the location of the anamoly, tell the guys in the probe bays to see if they can improve the engines

Nav: Yes Sir!

<5 Minutes later, a second probe launches from the landing bays and enters a dimensional rift to normal space>

[Arctic_Wolf]

Originally posted by Sunrise
Sunrise: Come in at a slow speed and then divert all power to the engines when we are touching the other ship. Lets see if we can knock them off course

How can you do that if your engines arn't working?

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Location: Sector 3, Deep Space

<The SCSV Valient emerges from hyperspace 7400 KM away from the TCSV Valencia. It turns to face the Valencia and engages thrusters. Aproxximatly 1.23532 seconds later the engines cut out.>

Location: Sector 3, SCSV Valient, bridge

Tech: We appear to be caught just like the other ships, and are being pulled into the anomaly.

Arctic Wolf: Full reverse.

Tech: Aye!...we're moving...0.5 KM...And the engines have shut off again. While we were moving the pull of the anomaly increased.

Arctic Wolf: Time until we enter the anomaly?

Tech: Aproxximalty 39 hours.

*Blipity bleep blipity bleep*

Arctic Wolf: What's that?

Tech: It's another object entering from hyperspace. A probe, sir.

Comm: The registry identifies it as one of JSWY's

Tech: The anomaly has shut down the probes thrusters, and is being pulled in.

Arctic Wolf: Put it on the viewer.

<The viewer clicks on. The Picture shows two ships, moving exteamly slowy, and a probe moving pretty fast. The probe suddenly dissapears.>

Arctic Wolf: Scan the other two vessels and then the Anomaly. I want a full report in 1 hour.

[Sunrise]

First officer:Sr. It appears we have not knocked it off course and we are also falling in.

Sunrise:What! What about the engines?!

First officer:hey are offline.

Sunrise:How long until we enter he anomaly?

First officer:Aproxammetly 5 hours.

Sunrise:Oh dear.

[Senor]

Senor: Oh no! this is getting pretty serious, Senor to Engineering: whats going on down there have you found a way to break free of the anomaly

Engineer:sir, judging by the energy readings, i think if we fire a single shot into the centre of the anomaly we can lengthen our time ln the pull of the anomaly.

Lieutenant haare:Sir, we are being scanned

Senor:I will worry about that later, fire the shot now!

The Valencia fires a shot into the anomaly, five minutes later the Valencia picks up a huge energy reading from the centre of the anomaly

Senor:Why does it always happen to me!

[Arctic_Wolf]

Location: Sector 3, Deep Space

<The shot fired from the Valencia drives into the anomaly, energy levels go off the scale, and the pull on all ships increases 50fold. The Valencia and what ever Sunrise's ship is called, being the closest, are pulled in. Though miracuously engines kick in as they reach the event horizon, unfortunatly in the wrong direction. They drive themselves into horrors unkown.>

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Location: Sector 3, SCSV Valient, Bridge

Arctic Wolf:

Tech: We now have 46.8 miniutes until we too, enter the anomaly.

Comm: I feel sick...

Arctic Wolf: Engage engines, full into the anomaly.

Tech: WHAT!

Comm: *Ejected his lunch*

<A scuzzer from the back of the bridge rushed in and cleaned up the mess before hiding in it's neat little alcove again.>

Arctic Wolf: You heard me!

Tech: Y-Yes sir.

[Ghyron]

---Ghyron's Evil Ship of Doom---

Servant: Master, we are receiving a distress signal on one of the regular communication channels. It appears that two ships have been trapped in a strange sub space anomaly.

Ghyron: I have not the time to waste. Send them a cheerful message telling them, at length, of their stupidity for actually investigating a "strange subspace anomaly". They should learn not to go near those.

Servant: Sir, one of the ships was Arctic Wolf's.

Ghyron: Arctic Wolf? Trapped in a subspace anomaly? MWUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Plot a course for the anomaly, at last I shall have my revenge!

[Arctic_Wolf]

YEY! Ghyron's back!

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Location: Unkown.

<All around are grey clouds swinging great blue forks of lightning into a swirling black mass, that contrasts greatly with the harsh, perfect white infinity of this place. 2 ships spew from the mass into this strang realm. Followed closely by a thrid. And a fourth. The first two ships were indentified as the TCSV Valencia and the ship that belonged to Sunrise. The third, the SCSV Valient. And the fourth being the The Grey Medical relief vessel, Ra'Novek. That was swept along with the Valient. Nearby are the smashed remains of 3 probes.>

[JSWY]

--42nd Dimension, Orbital Platform--

Nav: Sir...We lost the second probe as soon as it entered the anamoly, last readings show that all ships trapped in the anamoly were on direct collision course. If I continue this scenario from this data, all ships have now entered the anamoly.

JSWY: Dammit Nav, Get the boys in Comm to mount a full interdimensional transmission scan between dimensions 2 to 50, is that new scount ship ready?

Nav: Sitting in docking bay 2, however, the dimensional jumpdrive is a little buggy and the engine is prone to overspeeding...

JSWY: Nothing to worry about...

--Sector 3, Near the Anamoly, 10 minutes later--

<A small scout ship comes hurtiling through space and is sucked into the anamoly within 2 minutes>

--Unknown--

<The tangling mass of lightining spews out the scout craft>

Nav: Scanners report 4 ships and 3 non-functional probes, two of which are ours...

JSWY: Is our Location scanner operational?

Nav: Burnt out in the jump, must have gone through some sort of overload trigger. Beginning scan using minimal equipment...

[Ghyron]

---Ghyron's Ship of Doom---

Servant: Master, we have approached the edge of the anomaly's influence. There is no sign of Arctic Wolf or any other ship.

Ghyron: WHAT? You told me he was here! Here is the anomaly, but no ships, debris, or Arctic Wolf.

Servant: The computer's analysis is that the ships were pulled into the anomaly, to another universe.

Ghyron: Hah! They are trapped within. Send a message to the mobile Consortium headquarters telling them that here they will find their bounty...

Servant: Yes, master.

---Rotations Later---

*Several unmarked black pirate ships arrive out of hyperspace near Ghyron's ship*

Pirate: Arrrrrr, matey! Where be the foul planetlubbin' Arctic Wolf?

Ghyron: Trapped within that anomaly. I would not advise-

Pirate: Arrrrrrr, well be it then! Mates, bring us to starboard and head for that there hole!

Ghyron: No, you fools!

*As the pirate ships race towards the anomaly, their engines shut off and their ships begin to move slowly towards the anomaly*

Pirate: Avast ye, we be outfoxed!

[JSWY]

--Unknown--

<The lightning storm continues and the white infinity continues and odd black objects in the ratio 1:4:9 float around, in short, nothing out of the ordinary...in this universe/dimension>

JSWY: You getting anywhere Nav?

Nav: I' having trouble getting a point of reference, continuing scan...

[DMA57361]

Location - PCRV Grey Area, Bridge

Comm Officer - Sir. We have the sensor grid coming online now, they're re-adjusting the grid so we get a clear image back up, should be good as new in about five minutes.

Deltavortex - Good. That brings up back to normal status. *Into intercomm* How are the hyperdrives holding together?

Lead Engineer- Well Sir, they're holding fine. Engine two is now sealed up so we won't breach hull in flight, but from the outside it looks like someone just ripped that engine core straight from the mounting. We [i]look[i/] severly damaged to be honest. But we can easily sustain 70% engine power regardless.

Deltavortex - Heh, severly damaged. Anyway, we'll probably be using them soon, so keep your teams running safety checks we'll try to keep it below 50% for now. If it's fine we'll bump it up a bit. Good stuff. Over.

Comm Officer - Sir! Sensor grid is back online. And. Uh. Well, I'm scanning several unmarked ships - assumingly pirates, all engines disabled. No apparent reason why. No apparent combat. One capital ship, have not properly scanned yet. And a massive energy reading, possibly some sort of inter-spacial anomaly. It's attracting the unmarked ships.

Deltavortex - Okay. Have we been spotted?

Comm Officer - Possibly. If I scan that capital ship to identify it then we definatley willl be. But I have no readings to say we have been scanned by them.

Deltavortex - Keep it that way for a while. Helm, thrusters only - don't attract attention, slowly being to move around the other side of that anomoly to the capital ship, I want a look at that thing without the need to get some big-gun causing problems.

[JSWY]

--Unknown--

Nav: Three ships, although I do remember those markings...Scanning Database...It can't be...THEY have returned...

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Note: They are the beings who ran amok on Waystation Zeta-Plural that eventually triggered the Great War