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Sim Start

Posted March 4, 2021, 11:03 p.m. by Lieutenant Kalika Darz (Security officer) (Melissa Aragon)

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Peter Sigmundsson (Chief Intelligence Officer) in Sim Start

Posted by Captain Michelle Allen (Captain) in Sim Start

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Maeve Harlow (Chief of Security) in Sim Start
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Markus watched the sensor feeds as well, noting the systems powering up. Then more transmission. The beep/pulse transmission was about as low power as one could get and communicate at least a little. But as systems began coming online, a carrier wave started up with a data stream, image and video, phonics and so on. It came faster and faster. “Captain, it looks like we’re getting a language upload. The computer systems are chewing through what they’re sending now. The universal translator should have full communication… about now.” For most Terran languages, a library of around 1600 words was needed to establish conversational to fluency range. People had the misunderstanding that fluency was achieved when someone knew pretty much an entire language. But in truth, fluency came when someone could think in a given language without needing to translate back and forth. That only took about seventy-five to eighty percent, and some practice. But the computer systems were getting a big dump, and more than enough for the translator to work with.

The information dump could have come as a cyber attack, planting a virus or program in the system. But there were a lot of safeguards. In Markus’ mind this was more of an attempt to communicate. A Golden Disk being sent ahead, to pave the way for more direct communication. Wanting to talk first was at least a somewhat positive indicator.

“I’ll see if we can get this mess into something coherent,” he asked. Communications wasn’t really his specialty. But he had basic skills picked up over the years. He glanced over to the other bridge officers, wondering if there were any linguists aboard. At the same time, he started setting up a queue and filters, the former to set things up in a first-in-first-out format to see if there was any kind of playback or order to what they were being sent.

Lt Woods, CSO

Peter looked at the information coming through, to his mind it read like a wartime intelligence report, giving an overflow of information so that it couldn’t be read by those it wasn’t intended for. His own linguistic skills were limited to half a dozen federation languages and a handful of non-federation languages he’d picked in his years as a private citizen, good things to have in the intelligence field but not so good for this situation.

CIO

The flow of pictures and text stopped after a dozen seconds after a pause of perhaps another second came a written response. =^=Greetings… Welcome Aboard.=^= The message repeated. The ships impulse engines fired up and the ship was going 1/3rd light speed… which was inconsequential given the distance, but was a clear sign of heightened interest in making contact.

Scanners were able to detect weapon hard points for beam weapons, likely phased laser beams, tubes for missiles or torpedoes, and other energy projection systems perhaps tractor beams. There were no shields detected as of yet, but a magnetic field had just activated - again likely to deflect micro meteors since the ship had accelerated significantly.

GM

“Captain, detect laser beam weaponry…” That wouldn’t even be able to scratch the paint Thought Maeve. “The ship also has what appears torpedo tubes. They also appear to have passive defensives but no shield emmeters besides a basic magnetic field. Captain… It’s almost as if it came from earth’s late 21st century.”

Maeve continued to monitor all her sensors to determine if there were any potential threats, ready to hit the Red Alert if it the command was given.

Lt.Cmdr Maeve Harlow - COS

“Continue scans, keep shields down but at the ready. We don’t want to appear threatening.” Michelle said in response to the CoS.

Michelle looked over at her CIO. “Anything you recognize?” Often times Intelligence officers had information that other crew did not. Her own background in Intelligence was often an asset. She did not recognize this specific design of craft, but that did not mean there weren’t files and records that other intel officers may have read.

-Captain Michelle Allen

Peter brought up a 3d model of the ship on a secondary console and examined it. He also patched into his intelligence files to cross-reference the designs “Nothing that rings a bell, it’s a big ship, you don’t often see a vessel of that size floating around”

CIO

Kalika watched it all in wonder. The Prime Number sequence was recognized as base ‘first contact’ protocols. She was glad others picked it up as well. But then the logic dump and subsequent transmission made her curious. “Welcome aboard.... I wonder if it’s an invitation, or an acknowledgment we are connected to their computers? She glanced at the Security Chief and frowned. “I saw we got no life signs. But if they can create a magnetic deflection system, do you think it’s possible the life signs are masked? Can we get any other information from our scans like if it’s at least got gaps and holes in the structure for living spaces or is it perhaps a solid mechanical mass meaning no actual life on board?” It was a long shot, but if they could get hints, maybe it would help whatever team was sent over. Because she had a feeling, sooner or later, someone was going over there.

Kalika
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