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Main-Sim - USS Einstein [Away Team]

Posted Aug. 17, 2020, 10:12 a.m. by Mar. Captain Erve Manhattan (RTF Commander) (Jay Luistro)

Posted by Lieutenant William Hampton (Chief Engineering Officer) in Main-Sim - USS Einstein [Away Team]

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Posted by Captain Zachariah Cobb (Commanding Officer) in Main-Sim - USS Einstein [Away Team]
Posted by… suppressed (1) by the Post Ghost! 👻

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Irida pipes up, “If we split, I’m staying with Hampton and his shield.” She stands to the side of the turbolift until everyone is in and then steps in. The turbo lift opens at the bridge and she steps out slowly looking around.
Irida, RTF

As they step out onto the bridge they feel as if the floor is ripped from out of them, much like you would when falling asleep and you get that ‘falling feeling.’ From every at once an impish giggle could be heard followed by a scream before it was silent again. If anyone was paying particular notice they would note that something was different, it felt different but that’s all it was, a gut feeling.

  • LCARS

“That’s peculiar,” Icarus commented, while scanning the bridge with his rifle.

NEnsign Korvoh turned his tricorder to the team and began a deep scan of the member’s brain chemistry, specifically the ones that had been inoculated. He was concerned that the inoculation may not be helping and wanted to understand why.

  • NEnsign Korvoh

As the Ensign scanned the tricorder feed remained blank as if he was scanning nothing until finally, it beeped indicating the scan was finished and nothing had been registered.

-LCARS

At the back of the group, Blair’s anxiety seemed to be increasing with every step.
“I don’t like this,” he wailed, moving up close to Manhattan as if the RTF chief could offer additional protection. “It…it feels like I’m floating.”

  • NE Blair (Scientist)

“Keep it together, Blair. Focus on what you’re doing.”

The CIO moved to the nearest console and tried to access it’s controls, hoping to get into the environmental controls.

To no one in particular, he asked, “Is there any data on any type of anomaly that likes temps warmer and gravity lighter? Any kind of reerence on what we MIGHT be dealing with?”

Remington (CIO)

Irida moved in front of the group. She spoke back towards Manhattan, “I don’t like it. It’s…” She went silent. There was an anomaly not a ghost and not some boogie man. She scanned the bridge, still bouncing on the balls of her feet to try and stave off the effects of what ever it was. Was the thing up here? If it was she wanted it contained and then they could get to work. The eeriness would NOT get to her. Mimicking their trainer she pulled out her Mark VII baton, just in case. The thing might react to electricity so it wasn’t charged, but she had this feeling in the bit of her stomach that something was going to jump out of the shadows at her. She shook her head, she would not give in to her overactive imagination.
Irida, RTF

“Well. I see nothing useful here… Hampton, let’s get near a console, let’s download the ship’s database. And Irida…” he looked at her “Ah nothing. Just get us some cover. After the bridge we’ll inspect the lower decks.” He seemed not being that afraid after all, for Erve it seemed a normal walk onboard a normal ship.

M. Capt. Erve Manhattan - RCO

Irida nodded, and stayed by the turbolift. Two reasons: 1 it allowed her to see the entire bridge from that vantage point and she could move easily anywhere else. 2 it kept the turbolift doors open and made sure it didn’t leave the bridge so they had a quick exit. Luckily for the moment she was still within range of shield.
Irida, RTF

The woman closest to the Turbo lift would feel a push as if someone shoved her towards the turbo lift and the doors closed, the lift began to move its lights flickering on and off before finally it came to a stop. The doors however did not open.

  • LCARS

Irida fell back against the wall of the turbolift. When it stopped. “Computer, bridge!” =^=Irida to Cpt. Manhattan. What happened? I got shoved into the turbo lift and it’s malfunctioned.=^= She hoped the innoculation that they creepy doctor gave her worked, because she’s no longer under the protection of Hampton’s shield. If the turbolift didn’t start moving, Irida would try using her Mark VII baton to force the door open.
Irida, RTF

Hampton was too busy working at one of the engineering consoles on the bridge to notice Irida shoved back into the turbolift. He began attempting to access the ship’s computer, looking over internal sensor data to try and pinpoint was exactly was making everyone so drowsy and why the environmental controls were all out of whack. He felt the fatigue himself, but he wasn’t an idiot, and there was no way he was going to fall asleep on this ship. He did, as a precaution, set his phaser on its lowest level. Should the drowsiness ever overtake, he could simply zap himself back awake. It would be uncomfortable, but it would work to stave off the effects of whatever was onboard the ship.

Lt. William Hampton- CE

“You know, maybe if this thing is an anomaly then they might have been studying it in the science labs?” Blair suggested, seemingly oblivious to Irida’s predicament. “Perhaps we should make our way there next?”

  • NE Blair (Scientist)

The viewscreen flickered to life, an up-close image of a human with his index finger to his mouth against a backdrop of the moon smiled at them before saying in a slow creepy voice “Tic… Toc… your life is on the clock” He cackled a laugh before the viewscreen changed to a large ancient clock with a pendulum swinging left and right. The team would see it was counting down from 120 Minutes.

  • Sandman

OOC: Just pasting the CIO back in above…

William heard the laughter and looked over his shoulder and saw the clock, he turned back to the console, looking over the internal sensor data, checking for anything anomalous.

Lt. William Hampton- CE

The internal sensor scan would show that there were nine life signs, eight on the bridge one on another deck in a turbo lift. None of this seemed strange except that there were ten people on the away team.

OOC: what the viewscreen showed. https://imgur.com/gallery/2EyItow

-LCARS
Hampton looked at the console and his eyes widened. He turned back to the rest of the away team. He looked over everyone of them thoroughly. “Captain.” He motioned to Manhattan to come to him. Once he did, Hampton lowered his voice. “There are only 9 people alive, we have 10 onboard this ship.” He continued scanning the people in the room. Looking for somebody who didn’t beam over with them.

Lt. William Hampton-CE

Ensign Korvoh looked at Hampton puzzled, or at least as puzzled as a Vulcan can look. “It seems the ship sensors are more reliable than the tricorder, or the more logical conclusion, the inoculant has failed and we are all experiencing a group hallucination or dream state. A rather curious situation, but one I’m afraid I’m ill equipt to deal with. Please let me know how I can be of assistance?”

  • NEnsign Korvoh

At the back of the group, Blair was nervously muttering to himself. “It’s the Goatman! You ever heard of the Goatman? He comes amongst you. Gets between you. You think he’s one of you. But he’s not. He’s…”
He reached out and gripped Manhattan’s arm. “We need to get to the science labs! If they’re anything like on the Leviathan then all the tools we’ll need to protect ourselves from the Goatman wil be there!”

  • NE Blair (Scientist)

“What would you suggest, Mr. Hampton? Be quick. And shut your mouth Mr. Blair! You made more harm than good today. You’ll be assigned to Dave’s cage.” The man waited the CE to say something “It’s starting to get interestingly fun…” he smirked of crazyness.

M. Capt. Erve Manhattan - RCO

Irida didn’t get a response from Cpt Manhattan. She didn’t like that. The Captain was reliable and a good agent. If he didn’t answer there was a reason, and it probably wasn’t good. She tried the control panel to open the door, and if that didn’t work, she would try to pry the door open using the Mark VII for leverage, and lastly she would climb the ladder in the access shaft.
Irida, RTF

“Are you dead, Miss Irida?” Blair called against the closed turbolift doors. “Please come out and help me get everyone to the science labs. The Goatman is amongst us and we need to find some way of protecting ourselves!”

  • NE Blair (Scientist)

OOC: So I have no idea if I’m close enough to hear him, so.....
IC:
Irida heard the shout and swore in Russian. She yelled back, “If there is a dangerous goatman up there, then SHOOT IT!” Then a thought occured to her. Why was Cpt Manhattan not taking care of this creature. He was always calm and collected. “Where’s Manhattan?! Did he get hurt?” She prodded the doors again and shouted back again. “Turbolift is stuck and the doors are jammed. You’ll have to climb down here, or find another way off the bridge.”
Irida, RTF

“Oh good god…” the Captain rubbed his forehead “Stag calm, there’s still not goatman! MR. BLAIR, stop saying stuff that aren’t concrete. At this moment I would love to get the team somewhat calm.” Then turning back to Irida “HEY, IRIDA, STAY CALM, WE ARE GETTING DONE A MORE IMPORTANT THING. WE’LL GET YOU IN A SECOND, HOLD ON!” He shouted.

Hampton took a deep breath, he pulled out his phaser and set it to maximum stun, and widespread burst. He looked at the group of ensigns before him, keeping the phaser lowered. It would be so simple to just stun the whole crowd and see who wasn’t affected. His instincts told him to fire. but the more rational part of his mind began to talk sense to him. He realized his career would be over if he shot an entire away team. He simply kept the phaser in his hand. He turned to Manhattan. “I’ve got one suggestion, but you probably won’t like it.”

Lt. William Hampton- CE

“It involves the phaser, I suppose…” the Captain held a hand on his rail-hand gun “what are you suggesting, Mr. Hampton?” He asked raising a brow.

M. Capt. Erve Manhattan - RCO


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