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Posted Aug. 2, 2018, 1:38 p.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade Jalel Davis (Chief Tactical Officer) (AJ Paulson)

Posted by Lieutenant Pilar Halcyone (Chief Science Officer) in Bridge - Main Sim

Posted by Ensign Raymond Luxury-Yacht (Scientist / Chief Nasal Officer) in Bridge - Main Sim

Posted by Lieutenant Pilar Halcyone (Chief Science Officer) in Bridge - Main Sim Posted by… suppressed (6) by the Post Ghost! 👻 : Posted by Lieutenant Wally Jeznick (Counselor) in Bridge - Main Sim : : Posted by Gamemaster Semaj (Gamemaster) in Bridge - Main Sim : : : Posted by Captain Gerald Hopkins (CO) in Bridge - Main Sim : : : : Posted by Gamemaster Semaj (Gamemaster, LOA to April 23) in Bridge - Main Sim : : : : : Posted by Gamemaster Semaj (Gamemaster, LOA to April 23) in Bridge - Main Sim : : : : : : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Jalel (Jahleel) Davis (Chief Tactical Officer) in Bridge - Main Sim : : : : : : : Posted by Captain Samantha Bach (CO) in Bridge - Main Sim : : : : : : : : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Jalel (Jahleel) Davis (Chief Tactical Officer) in Bridge - Main Sim : : : : : : : : : Posted by Captain Samantha Bach (CO) in Bridge - Main Sim : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Gamemaster Semaj (Gamemaster) in Bridge - Main Sim : : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Brett DeWeese (Chief Science Officer) in Bridge - Main Sim : : : : : : : <snippies> : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : “And miss the planet full of sugar? Are you nuts Jalel?” Then after thinking something over for a few seconds, Wally continued. “Maybe we should investigate your sanity after the mission is over. Assuming we all don’t die or anything.” : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Lt. Wally Jeznick, CNS : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : “someone’s got to watch over you and beam you guys out safely, so might as well be me Counselor.” : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Lt. (j.g.) Davis, CTO : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : “Suit yourself. More candy for me. That’s my favorite of the food groups by the way. I think we need to have more missions that involve eating candy,” suggested Wally. : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Lt. Wally Jeznick, CNS : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : The XO looked over to John, “Would you like to come along? I am sure that it will me more exiting than staring at that console the entire time.” : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Amze Ezma (XO) : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : John breathed a sigh of relief. He was hoping that he wasn’t going to get stuck on the ship. : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : “Count me in XO. Always good to have someone around who can actually hit a target, just in case things go badly.” : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Lt Hardin - COS : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Amze nodded, “Well then, we just need to grab some junior officers, along with any other command staff that wants to come, and then we will go save a king.” : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Amze Ezma (XO) : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Brett turned from his science console. “I will be delighted to join as well Commander Ezma. I may not be much of a marksman but I have other skills to offer.” : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Lt Brett DeWeese, CSO : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : “Looks like you have quite a few volunteers Commander,” Samantha remarked. : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : ~Samantha Bach~ : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : There was a smile from her XO, “Yes, their eagerness is appreciated.” She turned to her volunteers, “Let’s head to the transporter room, shall we?” : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Amze Ezma (XO) : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : “Alright! That sounds great! Let me send a message to the Assistant CSO so she knows where I’ll be real quick.” Pressing some buttons on the console he sent the message. “Alright! Let’s boogie!” : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Lt Brett DeWeese CSO : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Just then a ship appeared on long range sensors heading their way. : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : -GM Semaj : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : “Can we get further details on that ship yet or is it too far away?” Samantha ordered. : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : ~Samantha Bach~ : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : “Checking Sir” Jalel tapping several keys at his station for information. : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Lt. (j.g.) Davis, CTO : : : : : : : : : : : : : : “Bring us to yellow alert just in case as well Lieutenant,” Samantha ordered. : : : : : : : : : : : : : : ~Samantha Bach~ : : : : : : : : : : : : “Yellow alert aye” : : : : : : : : : : : : Davis, CTO : : : : : : : : : : The ship was too far away to gather any specific details, it appeared to be moving towards them rather slowly, but at present it would be at their current position in approximately 9 hours. : : : : : : : : : : -GM Semaj : : : : : : : : bump - Brian did you want to jump in here? : : : : -GM : : : : : : (I suppose I’ll stay on-board and deal with the ship!) : : Gerald had received word of the complete transportation and waited a few minutes, having not heard anything Gerald was slightly paranoid regarding his people being off the ship and tapped the pad on his left and said, “Gerald to Away Team, every one safe and sound? What’s the demeanor of the population down there?” : : – Gerald Hopkins, CO : : Amze thought for a moment before replying, “I think that I will let our councillor explain. He is the one that understands people the most after all.” : : Lt. Cmdr. Amze Ezma (XO) : : =^= Captain, I’m pleased to report that the grass is as tasty as we expected. Very sweet. Not too sweet. Well, I don’t actually think anything is too sweet. At least not anything I’ve eaten. Well, not any food I’ve eaten, anyhow. We’re all here. I wouldn’t say the population is demeanor. I says it’s pretty de-nice-or. The king here, as my analysis had concluded, has been kidnapped. Or would you call it kingnapped? You know, because he’s a king and not a kid. I mean, he might be a kid. =^= : : Lt. Wally Jeznick, CNS : : : : : : : Gerald had just arrived from engineering after having one of the JO’s look at his ocular implant as well as his audio processing unit. Had he been hailed he wouldn’t have heard a thing. Stepping off of the turbolift he held his hands up with palms facing out and said, “Alright everyone hold on. It looks like I’ve got a team preparing to beam down, a ship that is really far in the distance, and we’re at yellow alert. Anyone mind telling me what’s going on? And yes before anyone asks, yes I am having a new auditory processor replicated so that bloody thing won’t short out on me again. It’s kind of hard to run a ship if I can go from hearing perfectly well to hearing nothing but the refrain from an ancient Earth song, Money for Nothing, playing on loop for 2 hours.” : : : : : : – Gerald Hopkins, CO : : : : NE Turner looked up from where she sat at the Helm station. The young African American woman had a very large afro hairstyle and bright colored makeup adorning her face. : : : : As she swiveled in her chair, she began patting her hair, fluffing it. “Well, sir, as you said, we have an away team on the planet and a ship approaching us on an intercept course.” Suddenly there was an alert, and she turned back to her console. “It appears the ship is hailing us sir.” : : : : -NE Turner : Jalel was thankful of remaining on the ship. He had his quick finger ready in case the approaching decided to attack the ship. : Lt. (j.g.)Davis CTO
Gerald took his seat and tapped on his ocular implant a few times as the fuzziness was starting to come back. He seemed preoccupied with getting his sight back as he said, “Open hailing frequencies Ensign Turner.” As he heard that familiar sound of an open line he said, “This is Captain Gerald Hopkins of the Federation star ship Constellation, please state your intentions.”
– Gerald Hopkins, CO

The transmission was suddently full of a deep organ playing a haunting tune. The music began making those who heard it sad and listless. A deep booming male voice came through over the music.

“You cannot take Candy Land, it is mine!”

-GM Semaj

For some reason, Raymond Luxury-Yacht was on the bridge at one of the science stations on the bridge. His ears were in the shape of those of an elephant while his nose looked like it belonged on feline’s face.

As the music began, he began to yawn. The Trill at the station next to his returned the yawn, soon the only ones who weren’t yawning were the other player characters on the bridge. He then began to snore due to the music. Oh and his ears began to flap and he rose slightly in the air.

-Raymond nose Science

Pilar called out Raymond Luxury-Yacht’s name to bring him back to.

Pilar’s attempts to rouse the Chief Nasal Officer proved futile as he continued to snore, his ears continued to flap, and he rose higher in the air.

Pilar entered the bridge however she hung out in the back to observe the situation at first, then she thought about the phrase from the voice transmission. “Do anyone know what or where is CandyLand?” she asked suddenly. “Seems like something out of a fairy tale.” she was confused.

Lieut. Halcyone - CSO

“I have no clue what it is.”

Davis, CTO

Pilar looked at the Captain Hopkins and said, “What do you make of it , Sir. Do you think we are in danger? If this being thinks we are trying to take something from him.... and he seems a bit unstable or deranged.” she said nervously.

Lieut. Halcyone - CSO

OOC: Bumping this…

“They get to eat sugar down there,” the Trill at the station next to the sleeping Chief Nasal Officer said, “I should have joined the away team instead of being left here, “ah sugar, that sweet poison.”

And then, the door to the bridge opened and in walked an extremely old woman with her hair done up in curlers and dyed to a purple that was probably not natural. Her name badge gave her name as ‘Sadie’ with the position title of ‘Cleaning Lady’.

She had a mop, hoover, brooms and cleaning products of various types on a trolley that she pushed ahead of her. Starting at the left hand side of the bridge, she started to clean - the carpet, stations, chairs, slow moving NE’s, the railing dividing parts of the bridge from other parts of the bridge, the occular implant of the Captain, and then she really got busy. She pulled out a bottle of ‘View Screen Clear’ and began to squirt it over the viewscreen. then attaching a cleaning device to the end of one of her broom handles, she began to wipe the view screen back and forth. She really worked hard at it.

“This dirt is just not going,” she complained loudly, scrubbing hard at the nose of the figure on the viewscreen, “it is stubborn, well I’m stubborn as well, I wasn’t voted ‘cleaning lady most likely to interrupt a mission for no purpose 2384-2391’ if I would let a little bit of dirt on a viewscreen stop me from doing my duty as the Constellation cleaning lady. I would have won it for he last two years as well, but for Malardie, doing a brilliant job of interrupting the Manhattan mission for those years, but I will be back this year, mark my worlds …”

Either she didn’t know a mission was underway, or she simply didn’t care, whatever it was, she suddenly looked closer at the screen, pulled off her glasses, rubbed them, put them back on again, shook her head, put them away in her pocket, and pulled out a novelty oversized pair of ‘Dame Edna’ glasses, and looked again at the viewscreen.

“Oh dearie me. dearie dearie me,” she said, “dearie dearie dearie me. dearie dearie dearie dear me. dearie dearie dearie dearie dearie me. dearie … oh how many is that? I lost track. I’ve done it again, haven’t I? I’ve interrupted a mission for no reason at all. My apologies all, but while we’re here, can I get your support at the 2394 awards? At least tell me … has my interruption meant that an NE has died in a meaningless way? I hope so, that improves my chance of winning by 35.47%!”

The Chief Nasal Officer continued to snore and float through the air powered by his flapping ears … then, as an NE entered the bridge by the door, his flapping ears took him out into the corridor and onto the turbolift.

-CNO Ray and Sadie the Cleaning Lady

Pilar was over....what ever his name was. She rolled her eyes and took the station he has been seated at as he floated away. Then she looked at the cleaning lady and said “Excuse me. Do not touch the screen.” It wasn’t her nature to be annoyed but she was, with her and the cadet. In all her life she never encountered “The cleaning lady” while on a mission.

Halycone - CSO

Jalel almost leapt into action at the cleaning lady.
Davis, CTO


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