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Interrim Sim - Bridge

Posted June 3, 2020, 9:23 a.m. by Gamemaster Wookius Furrius (Gamemaster) (Gene Gibbs)

Posted by Ensign Mirai ‘Raptor’ Nakuto (Engineer) in Interrim Sim - Bridge

Posted by Cadet Nicholas Foster (Helmsman) in Interrim Sim - Bridge

Posted by Gamemaster Wookius Furrius (Gamemaster) in Interrim Sim - Bridge
OOC: This takes place a short time after the sim end get together ..
IC:

You may place yourselves wherever you deem fit, though wouldn’t hurt for many of you to be on the bridge ..

Alas, Commander th’Jir had been picked up by the USS Alamo to be taken to his next assignment. The Chimera had remained on station not far off from Starbase Halycon to tweak the warp drive that had, in the trip from their last adventure, been strained. When all was ready, the helm set course for SB Halycon and turned the ship about to place her on course.

Suddenly, the ship was turned about like a top. A loud explosion could be heard sounding through the ship and the stars whirled wildly as it spun through space. The Structural Integrity field was not compensating well as everyone was pushed off and was sustaining increased gravity forces from the centripetal forces. The yellow alert blared and alarms went off on multiple consoles but especially the engineering station.

Wookiee

Cadet Foster clung to his station at the helm, his fingers barely holding onto the panel. “Unable to pull myself up!” He called out to whoever could hear him on the Bridge. “Looks like something’s going off in Engineering!” The Cadet added. His fingers began to slip, and moments later Nick ended up against the bulkhead from the forces.

Cadet Foster
Helm

Mirai Nakuto hated bridge duty. On the engineering deck, with a hyperspanner clutched between her fingers and a driver coil assembly to strip down and rebuild, she was about as content as she had even known. But when shackled to the bridge station for an eight hour shift, the half-Klingon had been forced to invent various methodologies to maintain her concentration levels and keep herself awake.

And so it was that, on this particular shift, she had been regaling (or maybe torturing was a more appropriate description) the crew with a vibrant recital of ‘The Fall of Kang’. Pacing the short distance from the left edge of her station to the right, she roared “So honour the valiant who die ‘neath your sword. But pity the warrior who slays all his foes!”

But someone or something in the universe, it appeared, did not appreciate Klingon epic poetry and as Nakuto reached the climax of her delivery, she was cut short by a cacophony of alarms screaming forth from her station. No time to react was given, however, as before she could even turn, the Chimera began to spin like a toy ship in a maelstrom, the crew thrown in every direction across the bridge.

For her part, Mirai managed somehow to anchor an arm around the back of her seat and held on tightly as the centrifugal forces took hold. With extreme effort, she heaved her body back into the chair, maintaining its backwards position relative to the rest of the room so that her arms could wrap around the seat back now at her chest, in an attempt to keep her place.

Before her, the engineering console continued to blink and screech out its warnings and she, still disorientated and dizzy, attempted to form some sense from the chaos.

“Structural integrity field is failing at several points all over the ship,” she declared. Had they not just escaped nearly being crushed like an empty beer can? Something out there seemed determined to flatten the Chimera. “Gravitational pressure increasing. I…I am going to attempt to trigger a long-range scan, see if I can detect what might be causing this.”

  • Mirai Nakuto (Eng)

The source was evident on the console. A diagram of the impulse engine assembly showed one in glaring red with the two next to it in yellow. Data streamed along the side too fast for Nakuto to take in in entirety - but the one thing was sure - something had caused impulse engine #3 to blow. It was streaming ignited deuterium like a rocket and, in the engineer’s mind, likely causing the spin in space that they were doing.

Long range scans .. nothing nearby that would play out what had just happened.

The G forces were significant but they could be fought. They might keep a weaker person down, or someone used to a weaker gravity, but they could be fought with effort. Aka, helm, was able to reach the panel if need be.
- Wookiee


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