[Star Trek TNG]Blood and Fire - Recruitment (STA System Game) Large Game Status!

[Outcast]

Dominion War was 2373-75.  Voyager returning to Earth, 2377.  Star Trek Nemesis is 2379

I think that Sisko still hasn't been allowed to shave his head and grow a beard yet, has he? ;)

No doubt Myers will want to speak with the Bajoran character in-depth about the occupation and such, where comfortable/possible. Being that she is pretty much a mesh-up of Kirk and Picard (two arguably polar opposites), she's as curious as she is pragmatic, and it helps to learn about things like this, even if it doesn't relate to the immediate mission (at least not outside of similarities with someone breaking away from the Klingons).

Looking forward to the Discord channel coming up so we can discuss this all in more depth. :D I might finally be able to play in a Star Trek game properly!

Belatedly - yes.  Definitely.  I need to sort out the character, of course, but there might well be angry alien angst for the good captain to respond to. ;)

[Malkavian]

Beards should be mandatory.



I have spoken.

[BlackStone]

Discord is up.  Once concepts are in and approved, I will hand out links and help people with the character sheet process.  In the meantime you are missing a great hypothetic conversation about putting liquid ambien in Klingon bloodwine, then hitting them up with shot of adrenaline to see if it stops both their hearts...

[AribethAmkiir]

why beards?

[Malkavian]

why beards?

Why not?

[Malkavian]

Discord is up.  Once concepts are in and approved, I will hand out links and help people with the character sheet process.  In the meantime you are missing a great hypothetic conversation about putting liquid ambien in Klingon bloodwine, then hitting them up with shot of adrenaline to see if it stops both their hearts...

I have transcripts in my Captain's Log for anyone who's interested in seeing history in the making. O8)

[Outcast]

Beards should be mandatory.



I have spoken.

IIRC, the producers were desperate for Sisko's actor to separate the character from the one for which he had been best-known till then - so put a ban on him either shaving his head or having a beard.  Only once a few seasons had passed did they relent... and 'badass Sisko' duly made his appearance. ;)

[BlackStone]

I did want to reassure players interested to take your time.  I understand people are busy and I tossed a lot of background into this more so than some typical Star trek game, and it is not strictly adhering to canon as some games either.  Do feel free to hit me up for questions.

[BlackStone]

To help folks come up with backgrounds.

Starfleet Awards and Commendations

For example, Master Chief Petty Officer has earned the Starfleet Medal and the Cross of Alexander for her heroics during her career.   I will ask to keep things from being "hero" bloated no one with more than two major commendations, and none of them can be the Medal of Valor. 

[Malkavian]

Myers has two, as per her approved background: Grankite Order of Tactics and Starfleet Award for Valour.

Aiming for the Starfleet Medal of Honour one day though. :D

[AribethAmkiir]

Character Personnel Pile
Player ID: ArbiethAmkiir
Name: Yosreed Lahl
Gender: Female
Race: Trill


Star Fleet Service Record
Position: Chief Medical Officer
Rank: Lt. Commander
Branch of Service: Medical
Major: Medicine


Character Appearance
Height: 5’3” and/or 158.5 cm
Weight: 125 Lb and/or 56.7 Kg
Age: 28
Hair Color: Blonde
Eye Color: Blue
Build: Athletic
Distinguishing marks: Has the typical Trill markings from brow to toes.

Character Description:  Dr. Yosreed Lahl is an attractive Trill female.  A warm, friendly white smile and bright blue eyes greet those who meet her. Sandy colored blonde hair falls past the tip of her scapula, and often conceals the brown Trill markings, or spots, along her forehead.  Because of this and her pride in being a Joined member of her species, she often wears her hair back in a loose tail or tight braid.  Even when the situation requires the doctor to be stern with a patient, her warm and caring demeanor is only ever slightly diminished.  When not wearing her medical uniform, she prefers to wear form-fitting attire which proudly displays her heritage; the Trill markings which travel vertically from the top of her brow, along the border of her face, past her ears and down her neck and shoulders, along the front of her torso, along the outside of her legs, and end at the tips or her toes.



Personality:
Dr. Yosreed is a calm and collected young woman with a penchant for adventure and excitement.  She possesses a natural curiosity which is only tempered by a scientific and medical mind.  Her Joined nature grants her a predisposition to appreciate each moment, even the most mundane, and a desire to experience nearly every instant to its fullest extent.  She has a strong disposition to care for the sick and injured, and a fierce loyalty to her patients, only superseded by that of her Starship and crew.


Other Info: Yosreed Nedan was born on the home world of Trill.  The second daughter and third child of Chief Engineer Bejal Nedan and xenobiologist, Emony Nedan.  As a child - like many other of her species - she began to aspire and desire the Joining.  This was only fueled and fed by her uncle’s stories who was also a Joined Trill.  The lifetimes of knowledge and memories, the fact her own experiences would be preserved for generations, and the respect and idealization her culture placed on gaining a symboint.

At a very young age, Yosreed showed an aptitude with the sciences, specifically the natural sciences.  Much to her father’s disappointment, Yosreed only ever took a passing interest in engineering, cybernetics, quantum physics, or any of the other myriad subjects he exposed her to.  Instead, she was always in her mother’s shadow.  Assisting with her mother’s research from her earliest memories.  Her sister and brother, both older, tried their most to distinguish themselves and excel, but Yosreed was able to keep pace, and even surpass them by the time she was entering adolescence.

At the age of sixteen, Yosreed decided she wanted to enroll in Starfleet.  She believed in Starfleet’s mission, felt it would be a natural way to meet and experience other cultures and species, and if she failed to qualify for a symbiont, she would at least have a single lifetime of adventure.

She passed the Academy’s entry exam at the age of seventeen.  A few months after her eighteenth birthday, she enrolled and entered Starfleet Academy.  Upon her second year, she began to focus her studies on the medical arts.  She caught the eye of her teachers and the Academy’s senior staff through her exemplary grades, ability to handle stress under the most dire of circumstances, and a precise delicate surgeon’s touch.  Knowing that she needed to stand out from other symboint candidates, Yosreed joined the Velocity team and also majored in virology and genetics.  During her fifth and sixth year, her residency years, she served aboard the medical ship U.S.S. Nightingale.

During her two year tenure aboard the Nightingale, she reported directly to Chief Medical Officer Emily Burnett.  Burnett was a strict and demanding C.O., and Yosreed learned everything from bedside manner to surgical technique.  During her tenure, she assisted in countless surgeries, a dozen humanitarian rescue first response missions, and even studied an advanced and extremely contagious strain of Romulan Flu.

At the age of twenty-five, Yosreed graduated Valedictorian of her class.  She was also accepted as an Initiate by the Symbiosis Commission.  Having earned her choice of posts in the fleet, Yosreed chose to return to the Nightingale as a Lieutenant, lower grade.  Within months of taking her post, the Nightingale responded to a distress call from Delamb V.  Upon reaching orbit of the planet, it became evident that the colonies on the surface were experiencing a global plague.  Dr. Burnett selected Yosreed for the away team, and then ordered a planet-wide quarantine.  On the surface, the team quickly learned the plague had already spread to forty percent of the population and had a 76% mortality rate.  Practically three out of four people who contracted the disease died from it.  Working under the most stressful conditions, the team began to study the epidemiology of the contagion and the guesswork in synthesizing a viable remedy.  Within a week of beaming to the surface, half of the team of six were ordered to bed-rest.  A few days later, only Yosreed and Dr. Burnett were capable of performing their duties, and both had begun to show the early-onset symptoms.  When Dr. Burnett succumbed to the illness, it was left to Yosreed to string together the last of the DNA sequencing.  Pushed past her physical limits, she was able to complete the sequencing for the antigen, and send her work to the Nightingale who, with Yosreed’s recommendation, synthesized an aerosol delivery system and saturated the planet’s atmosphere with the cure.  To the team’s credit, 99% of those who had been inflicted with the disease were symptom free within days.  When the quarantine was cleared and the away team returned to the Nightingale, they were each awarded the Legion of Merit.  For overcoming enormous odds and performing her duties with extraordinary ability, Yosreed also received the Distinguished Service medal, and was promoted to Lieutenant.

Six months later, she received the Lahl symbiont and became Yosreed Lahl.   Lahl was a young symbiont, only having lived one lifetime before being joined to Yosreed.  Malko Lahl, the previous host, was a Trill Ambassador who had spent most of his life on Earth where he had the opportunity to raise a family.  Yosreed had met him only a year earlier, when she had first become an Initiate.  She remembered him speaking fondly of hoping his next life would bring more adventure.  He’d also even made a comment about wanting to experience life as a female.  Those memories helped guide her to request the symbiont when she learned of Malko’s worsening condition.

Life as Yosreed Lahl was different, and despite returning to her position aboard the U.S.S. Nightingale, things weren’t the same.  Within a few months, she requested a transfer with the belief that an entirely new start would be beneficial.  Always ambitious, she studied and then applied for the tests which distinguished command officers.  A year after she first requested transfer, she passed the qualifications for her next promotion.  However, it wasn’t until she had spent three full years of exemplary service aboard the Nightingale that the Admiralty finally granted her request for transfer and promoted her to Lieutenant Commander.  She was transferred to the newly constructed U.S.S. Resolute where she would take on the responsibilities of the Chief Medical Officer.

[BlackStone]

Character Personnel Pile
Player ID: ArbiethAmkiir
Name: Yosreed Lahl
Gender: Female
Race: Trill


Star Fleet Service Record
Position: Chief Medical Officer
Rank: Lt. Commander
Branch of Service: Medical
Major: Medicine


Character Appearance
Height: 5’3” and/or 158.5 cm
Weight: 125 Lb and/or 56.7 Kg
Age: 28
Hair Color: BLonde
Eye Color: BLue
Build: Athletic
Distinguishing marks: Has the typical Trill markings from brow to toes.

Character Description:  Dr. Yosreed Lahl is an attractive Trill female.  A warm, friendly white smile and bright blue eyes greet those who meet her. Sandy colored blonde hair falls past the tip of her scapula, and often conceals the brown Trill markings, or spots, along her forehead.  Because of this and her pride in being a Joined member of her species, she often wears her hair back in a loose tail or tight braid.  Even when the situation requires the doctor to be stern with a patient, her warm and caring demeanor is only ever slightly diminished.  When not wearing her medical uniform, she prefers to wear form-fitting attire which proudly displays her heritage; the Trill markings which travel vertically from the top of her brow, along the border of her face, past her ears and down her neck, back and shoulders, along the front of her torso, along the outside of her legs, and ends at the tips or her toes.



Personality:
Dr. Yosreed is a calm and collected young woman with a penchant for adventure and excitement.  She possesses a natural curiosity which is only tempered by a scientific and medical mind.  Her Joined nature grants her a predisposition to appreciate each moment, even the most mundane, and a desire to experience nearly every instant to its fullest extent.  She has a strong disposition to care for the sick and injured, and a fierce loyalty to her patients, only superseded by that of her Starship and crew.


Other Info: Yosreed Nedan was born on the homeworld of Trill.  The second daughter and third child of Chief Engineer Bejal Nedan and xenobiologist, Emony Nedan.  As a child - like many other of her species - she began to aspire and desire the Joining.  This was only fueled and fed by her uncle’s stories who was also a Joined Trill.  The lifetimes of knowledge and memories, the fact her own experiences would be preserved for generations, and the respect and idealization her culture placed on gaining a symboint.

At a very young age, Yosreed showed an aptitude with the sciences, specifically the natural sciences.  Much to her father’s disappointment, Yosreed only ever took a passing interest in engineering, cybernetics, quantum physics, or any of the other myriad subjects he exposed her to.  Instead, she was always in her mother’s shadow.  Assisting with her mother’s research from her earliest memories.  Her sister and brother, both older, tried their most to distinguish themselves and excel, but Yosreed was able to keep pace, and even surpass them by the time she was entering adolescence.

At the age of sixteen, Yosreed decided she wanted to enroll in Starfleet.  She believed in Starfleet’s mission, felt it would be a natural way to meet and experience other cultures and species, and if she failed to qualify for a symbiont, she would at least have a single lifetime of adventure.

She passed the Academy’s entry exam at the age of seventeen.  A few months after her eighteenth birthday, she enrolled and entered Starfleet Academy.  Upon her second year, she began to focus her studies on the medical arts.  SHe caught the eye of her teachers and the Academy’s senior staff through her exemplary grades, ability to handle stress under the most dire of circumstances, and a precise delicate surgeon’s touch.  Knowing that she needed to stand out from other symboint candidates, Yosreed joined the Velocity team and also majored in virology and genetics.  During her fifth and sixth year, her residency years, she served aboard the medical ship U.S.S. Nightingale.

During her two year tenure aboard the Nightingale, she reported directly to Chief Medical OFficer Emily Burnett.  Burnett was a strict and demanding C.O., and Yosreed learned everything from bedside manner to surgical technique.  During her tenure, she assisted in countless surgeries, a dozen humanitarian rescue first response missions, and even studied an advanced and extremely contagious stran of Romulan Flu.

At the age of twenty-five, Yosreed graduated Valedictorian of her class.  She was also accepted as an Initiate by the Symbiosis Commission.  Having earned her choice of posts in the fleet, Yosreed chose to return to the Nightingale as a Lieutenant, lower grade.  Within months of taking her post, the Nightingale responded to a distress call from Delamb V.  Uon reaching orbit of the planet, it became evident that the colonies on the surface were experiencing a global plague.  Dr. Burnett selected Yosreed for the away team, and then ordered a planet-wide quarantine.  On the surface, the team quickly learned the plague had already spread to forty percent of the population and had a 76% mortality rate.  Practically three out of four people who contracted the disease died from it.  Working under the most stressful conditions, the team began to study the epidemiology of the contagion and the guesswork in synthesizing a viable remedy.  Within a week of beaming to the surface, half of the team of six were ordered to bedrest.  A few days later, only Yosreed and Dr. Burnett were capable of performing their duties, and both had begun to show the early-onset symptoms.  When Dr. Burnett succumbed to the illness, it was left to Yosreed to string together the last of the DNA sequencing.  Pushed past her physical limits, she was able to complete the sequencing for the antigen, and send her work to the Nightingale who, with Yosreed’s recommendation, synthesized an aerosol delivery system and saturated the planet’s atmosphere with the cure.  To the team’s credit, 99% of those who had been inflicted with the disease were symptom free within days.  When the quarantine was cleared and the away team returned to the Nightingale, they were each awarded the Legion of Merit.  For overcoming enormous odds and performing her duties with extraordinary ability, Yosreed also received the Distinguished Service medal, and was promoted to Lieutenant.

Six months later, she received the Lahl symbiont and became Yosreed Lahl.   Lahl was a young symbiont, only having lived one lifetime before being joined to Yosreed.  Malko Lahl, the previous host, was a Trill Ambassador who had spent most of his life on Earth where he had the opportunity to raise a family.  Yosreed had met him only a year earlier, when she had first become an Initiate.  She remembered him speaking fondly of hoping his next life would bring more adventure.  He’d also even made a comment about wanting to experience life as a female.  Those memories helped guide her to request the symbiont when she learned of Malko’s worsening condition.

Life as Yosreed Lahl was different, and despite returning to her position aboard the U.S.S. Nightingale, things weren’t the same.  Within a few months, she requested a transfer with the belief that an entirely new start would be beneficial.  Always ambitious, she studied and then applied for the tests which distinguished command officers.  A year after she first requested transfer, she passed the qualifications for her next promotion.  However, it wasn’t until she had spent four years of exemplary service aboard the Nightingale that the Admiralty finally granted her request for transfer and promoted her to Lieutenant Commander.  She was transferred to the newly constructed U.S.S. Resolute where she would take on the responsibilities of the Chief Medical Officer.

Concept approved

[BlackStone]

Game threads are up

[Malkavian]

Links please! :D

[BlackStone]

First post

[Malkavian]

Cool.

[Outcast]

Character Personnel File
Player ID: Outcast
Name: Letara Seriah
Gender: Female
Race: Bajoran


Star Fleet Service Record
Position: Chief of Security
Rank: Happy to go with whatever best fits - Lieutenant or a brand new Lieutenant Commander, perhaps
Branch of Service: Operations - Security
Major: Security


Character Appearance
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 140lb
Age: 27
Hair Color: Light brown (slight auburn tint)
Eye Color: Hazel
Build: Athletic
Distinguishing marks: Bajoran earpiece (right ear)

Character Description:
Graceful, pretty, proudly erect in posture, and usually alertly attentive.  Out of uniform, Seriah might be taken for a dancer or sportswoman; in it, she looks very much a Security officer. Her Bajoran heritage is clear from both the nose-ridges and the elaborate jewellery attached to her right ear (in her sole departure from standard uniform).  Fair-skinned, she has faintly red-tinged brown hair, and hazel eyes.


Personality:
Intense rather than showy, Seriah tends to hide passionate caring behind a rigidly-controlled facade.  Often so quiet as to be downright taciturn, she can open up into a flood of words when enthused - or on the rare occasions when her ire is truly roused.  Her humour tends to be wry, often slipping into sarcasm, but in spite of an acute awareness of the darkness in the universe she remains obstinately optimistic regarding the possibility of changing things for the better.


Other Info:  Born in 2344, Seriah is the child of parents who had themselves been born after the Cardassian invasion of Bajor.  By the time that she arrived, her kin had progressed from being desperate fugitives to having carved out a niche for themselves on the fringes of their host society.

Established on a space station that served as a trade-hub astride several major routes, her family was part of a syndicate of Bajoran refugees who had turned their ‘despised outsider’ status into an advantage.  Operating in the seedy underbelly of the station’s society and economy, they exploited their position as rootless newcomers to become go-betweens for black- and grey-market operations at both local and interstellar levels.

Seriah duly grew up as a station-rat, assisting her family’s assorted illicit and barely-legal endeavours - while learning to be ever-watchful for hostility from rival operations, law enforcement, and bigots.  By adolescence she had picked up the rudiments of half a dozen languages, learned to take a beating, become an opportunistic thief and an expert sneak.  And she had come to hate almost all of it.

The ‘trading’ syndicate’s leadership liked to talk about working for the greater good of Bajor and its people, but even when they did provide significant aid to some of their cousins it almost always came via criminality - whether on the station, or by fencing goods stolen or smuggled from much farther afield.  Seriah increasingly came to see them as parasites: spouting fine phrases while exploiting other people’s suffering, with even the much talked-of misery of the Bajorans turned into an excuse for profit.

As a native-born resident of the Federation, she had certain rights that many of her older kin did not, and was able to dedicate more and more of her time to formal study.  Though not academically a genius, she was more intensely driven than any other student on the station, and scored exceptionally highly on a number of Starfleet aptitude tests.  At the age of 16 she shocked her family with the news that she was running away from home to become an officer cadet: her path to aiding Bajor would be by winning allies and serving others, rather than profiting from crime.

Unsurprisingly, it was not the happiest of partings… and soon the ex-criminal child of refugees found that she had precious little in common with most other cadets at the Academy.  With little but her studies to occupy her time, she became much more popular with some of her tutors than her peers.  It was one of her lecturers - Veritas Henke - who persuaded her to pursue extra-curricular activities, helping her to discover an exceptional talent for more than one form of martial arts... and with it, some talent for leadership.

Four years later, she had become not only an ensign in Starfleet but a more balanced, confident, and capable young woman.  Her passions still ran deep - as they do to this day - but time and even a few friendships at the Academy had helped her to learn to keep them under fierce control.

Since then, she has been on several tours of duty - with most of her service predictably mundane in nature, though her unconventional background has at points been of direct use.  Most notably, she was involved in an undercover operation that went horribly awry… courtesy of events far away in space.  While Starfleet was being torn apart at the Battle of Wolf 359, Seriah was second in command of a team trying to infiltrate and dismantle an arms-trafficking ring.  The ships meant to be standing by to provide support (and seize the smugglers’ vessels) were instead urgently summoned to respond to the Borg emergency, leaving the ground team without back-up when they were caught in an ambush by a rival operation.

Though seriously injured herself, Seriah took command when her senior officer was incapacitated by his wounds, and succeeded in extricating her entire team.  She received the Distinguished Service Medal for her command decisions, the Pike Medallion for Heroic Injury (“the Wounded Lion”), and shortly thereafter promotion to Lieutenant.

Nominally as part of her recuperation, she was given a ‘soft’ assignment as a personal aide and pilot for Veritas Henke, now the Dean and Commandant of Cadets at Starfleet Academy as well as a Rear Admiral.  In reality, she found herself charged with ensuring his personal security, while being taken under the wing of a mentor (and veteran of the Federation’s own Cardassian War) who wanted to help her to fulfill her potential - and who particularly sought to prevent the Bajoran with the troubled past from being typecast as a perennial candidate for undercover postings as a criminal.  Instead, Henke gave her not only the time to regain most of her lost physical vigour, but also taught her the importance of stoic composure.  Ornery determination, a deep well of tightly-controlled fury, and a refusal to give in to fear had all helped to wn her the DSM, but Henke introduced her to the importance of maintaining genuine composure rather than just an outer pretence of it.  And, not least by becoming something close to the father-figure she had spent much of her life yearning for, the ‘Old Man’ helped to draw the introvert a little farther out of her shell.

A posting that had initially seemed as if it would entail no more than a few weeks as a chauffeur turned into a years-long association.  Seriah came to welcome not only Veritas’s company and gentle wisdom, but also the opportunities to further her studies through her renewed access to the Academy.  She came to enjoy a significant degree of happiness, and after the liberation of Bajor the former station-rat even found faith in the will of the Prophets and the bright destiny of her people - things that had so often seemed like foolish dreams were now becoming true in her own lifetime.  And Starfleet so clearly had a key role to play in it all.

Now, she finds herself with a new posting (which she thinks she owes almost entirely to Admiral Henke) and fresh responsibilities in protecting a whole collection of heroic officers.  She is also pleasantly surprised to find herself with no small degree of hopeful enthusiasm regarding their own role: maybe this crew really can play a part in shaping a bright future.

Edit: Other Info section updated, 10th of March '21.  Still open to further ties, if people would like some!

[BlackStone]

Approved

[TheVillain]

So I had an idea.

Character Personnel Pile
Player ID: TheVillain
Name: Bass Th'ichalloq AKA "The Bass-Thich"
Gender: Male
Race: Andorian


Star Fleet Service Record
Position: 1st Officer
Rank: Commander
Branch of Service: Command
Major: Command


Character Appearance
Height: 188 cm
Weight: 85 Kg
Age: Low 30's
Hair Color: White
Eye Color: Blue
Build: Muscular
Distinguishing marks: There is a rather dramatic scar above his right eye, starting near where the eye socket meets the nose and continuing past the antennae and going under his hairline. His medical records will also show that the corresponding antennae was regenerated and that most of his fingers, toes, and the eye that corresponds to his scar are all biosynthetic.

Character Description:
Muscular and with a posture that tells you instantly that he's a graduate of Laikan Military Academy, it sometimes seems like he doesn't wear the uniform so much as it holds him back. Does keep his hair short as per regulation but feels naked without some facial hair. Is fully aware that the scar on his face could be removed but refuses to do so out of principle.


Personality:
There's a reason he's been nicknamed "The Bass-Thich", intentionally coming close to but not quite copying a set of syllables that are dirty words in multiple languages. Because he has a rare combination of Ruthlessness and Tactical-Mindedness that can be horrifying to behold but is better on your side. He's been honed like an Ushaan-Tor and knows it, and he uses it so others don't have to. It's not that he doesn't believe in the principles of the Federation, far from it. It's just he knows this is a cold universe where the ideals of the Federation are outright childish at times - but he prefers the fantasy to reality.


Other Info: Bass is a Survivor of the Failed Colony of Almaria. How it failed exactly is still a mystery, all that's known is that Almaria was on a planet where it was a known fact that the winters could get too cold even for Andorians and somehow the environmental control failed and wasn't fixable. About 80% of the colonists froze to death before help could arrive, the then teenage Bass had frostbite so bad that he actually lost most of his fingers, all of his toes, one of his antennae, and one of his eyes. When rescued he still managed to stay conscious long enough to tell rescuers where more survivors were.

When he healed and the lost parts replaced the now orphaned Bass was offered a sponsorship with Laikan Military Academy, which he graduated with distinction and used to apply to Starfleet. He believes he survived for a reason, and Starfleet may be the best way to find the reason. His instructors at Laikan and Starfleet Academy could tell right away that this cadet was someone to watch, as he just has that Will. You can see it in his eyes.

He picked up the nickname "The Bass-Thich" during his Kobayashi Maru "No-Win-Scenario" Exam when he actually "beat" it - by maneuvering the simulated Romulan Warbirds near the titular ship then blowing up the Kobayashi Maru himself to take the Warbirds with it. It's not that he didn't try to rescue the civilians, but when it became obvious that the Romulans in the Simulation had made that impossible he figured a quick death was preferable, and there was a good chance the whole scenario was a Romulan trap anyway. Most certainly not a Win, but he ended the simulation with his crew still alive unlike how it usually ends.

Bass was serving on the USS Tolstoy at Wolf 359. The battle proper killed his captain even before they were boarded by Borg intending to assimilate the crew. The crew of the Tolstoy fought valiantly but when the Borg had captured Main Engineering and assimilated the 1st Officer and the Chief Engineer in the process Bass figured the ship was lost, so he gave the order to Abandon Ship, intentionally set the life support to literally freeze out the compromised decks, set the self-destruct, then maneuvered the Tolstoy so that when the warp core went it would take out a large chunk of the Cube with it. We'll never know if his plan would have worked, one of the other ships teleported him to an escape pod before he was done setting his trap. There are murmurs that there's no way he could have known *for sure* that everyone on those decks wasn't already assimilated, though he insists he did know. It was also discovered later that it is possible to liberate someone assimilated by the Borg, though nobody knew that at the time.

What's also unknown is what exactly he did the next few years, as it's actually classified by Starfleet under "Task Force Omega". The scar over his right eye though is new, and in "Task Force Omega" he seems to have picked up some handy experience with Klingons that can prove useful for this mission. If they survive that long.

[BlackStone]

So I had an idea.

Character Personnel Pile
Player ID: TheVillain
Name: Bass Th'ichalloq AKA "The Bass-Thich"
Gender: Male
Race: Andorian


Star Fleet Service Record
Position: 1st Officer
Rank: Commander
Branch of Service: Command
Major: Command


Character Appearance
Height: 188 cm
Weight: 85 Kg
Age: Low 30's
Hair Color: White
Eye Color: Blue
Build: Muscular
Distinguishing marks: There is a rather dramatic scar above his right eye, starting near where the eye socket meets the nose and continuing past the antennae and going under his hairline. His medical records will also show that the corresponding antennae was regenerated and that most of his fingers, toes, and the eye that corresponds to his scar are all biosynthetic.

Character Description:
Muscular and with a posture that tells you instantly that he's a graduate of Laikan Military Academy, it sometimes seems like he doesn't wear the uniform so much as it holds him back. Does keep his hair short as per regulation but feels naked without some facial hair. Is fully aware that the scar on his face could be removed but refuses to do so out of principle.


Personality:
There's a reason he's been nicknamed "The Bass-Thich", intentionally coming close to but not quite copying a set of syllables that are dirty words in multiple languages. Because he has a rare combination of Ruthlessness and Tactical-Mindedness that can be horrifying to behold but is better on your side. He's been honed like an Ushaan-Tor and knows it, and he uses it so others don't have to. It's not that he doesn't believe in the principles of the Federation, far from it. It's just he knows this is a cold universe where the ideals of the Federation are outright childish at times - but he prefers the fantasy to reality.


Other Info: Bass is a Survivor of the Failed Colony of Almaria. How it failed exactly is still a mystery, all that's known is that Almaria was on a planet where it was a known fact that the winters could get too cold even for Andorians and somehow the environmental control failed and wasn't fixable. About 80% of the colonists froze to death before help could arrive, the then teenage Bass had frostbite so bad that he actually lost most of his fingers, all of his toes, one of his antennae, and one of his eyes. When rescued he still managed to stay conscious long enough to tell rescuers where more survivors were.

When he healed and the lost parts replaced the now orphaned Bass was offered a sponsorship with Laikan Military Academy, which he graduated with distinction and used to apply to Starfleet. He believes he survived for a reason, and Starfleet may be the best way to find the reason. His instructors at Laikan and Starfleet Academy could tell right away that this cadet was someone to watch, as he just has that Will. You can see it in his eyes.

He picked up the nickname "The Bass-Thich" during his Kobayashi Maru "No-Win-Scenario" Exam when he actually "beat" it - by maneuvering the simulated Romulan Warbirds near the titular ship then blowing up the Kobayashi Maru himself to take the Warbirds with it. It's not that he didn't try to rescue the civilians, but when it became obvious that the Romulans in the Simulation had made that impossible he figured a quick death was preferable, and there was a good chance the whole scenario was a Romulan trap anyway. Most certainly not a Win, but he ended the simulation with his crew still alive unlike how it usually ends.

Bass was serving on the USS Tolstoy at Wolf 359. The battle proper killed his captain even before they were boarded by Borg intending to assimilate the crew. The crew of the Tolstoy fought valiantly but when the Borg had captured Main Engineering and assimilated the 1st Officer and the Chief Engineer in the process Bass figured the ship was lost, so he gave the order to Abandon Ship, intentionally set the life support to literally freeze out the compromised decks, set the self-destruct, then maneuvered the Tolstoy so that when the warp core went it would take out a large chunk of the Cube with it. We'll never know if his plan would have worked, one of the other ships teleported him to an escape pod before he was done setting his trap. There are murmurs that there's no way he could have known *for sure* that everyone on those decks wasn't already assimilated, though he insists he did know. It was also discovered later that it is possible to liberate someone assimilated by the Borg, though nobody knew that at the time.

What's also unknown is what exactly he did the next few years, as it's actually classified by Starfleet under "Task Force Omega". The scar over his right eye though is new, and in "Task Force Omega" he seems to have picked up some handy experience with Klingons that can prove useful for this mission. If they survive that long.

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[AribethAmkiir]

Welcome aboard, Commander.

[BlackStone]

Crew is nearly assembled and about to start the first mission.  The game could really use both a chief engineer and a Diplomatic Envoy.   We have a great crew of talented writers and would love for you to be a part of it.

[Corsica]

Character Personnel File
Player ID: Corsica
Name: Laeli Rainchild 
Gender: Female
Race: Veridian (a only registered lifeforms from the planet Verid a planet in the Haromi Cluster   


Star Fleet Service Record
Position: Operations  Manager
Rank: Lieutenant
Branch of Service:  Science
Major: Xenoplanitary studies with a focus in Teraforming 


Character Appearance
Height: 6ft 11 inches
Weight: 200 lbs
Age:  22
Hair Color: Purple (but is more like petals than hair)
Eye Color: As above
Build:  Willowy with very long arms and legs.
Distinguishing marks: 
  Her head is crowned with what can only be described as bone ridges, covered in the same skin as the rest of her, and sweep up over her “Hairline”  for formal things she is known to fasten metal ornaments to them to make them glisten in the light even more. She has no ears or nose, just two delicate slits above her lips apparently for breathing. Her fingers are also strange, as they have no nails and contain 6 joints in total, giving them a long spindly appearance. Star fleet has made sure that her equipment has been adjusted to her unique anatomy as needed. 
Character Description: Laeli is unique because she is the only recorded member of her race, and the only member of star fleet who can place her place of birth at the great library of information known as Memory Alpha. She was discovered on an exotic jungle planet as a large seed the size of an American football and brought back to  Memory Alpha to study as a plant sample, and as all discoveries where made they preserved the seed and put it away to be studied later. Time passed and the seed remained in the dark, pulled out to be evaluated and studied and then put away.  Eventually the mysterious seed was acquired by Doctor Leeland Cosk, a Xenobotnanist who wanted to see if he could make the sample grow, and perhaps see how it could be adapted to become useful in his biological life support program.  So he gathered the dirt samples that came with the plant and then used potting soil to help with the rest, and then a flower did bloom, a tall thing with a bright green stem and a brush of purple petals. The man was delighted and stated to run tests,  The plant proved to be strangely sentient. The head would follow the man around the room, like a plant followed sun. It would shimmy and shake to Music that it liked and even shudder with mirth at jokes that the Doctor would tell it. Eventually becoming more of a house pet than a house plant. But al that changed one day...the plant grew a large bulbous growth and started to die.

    Everyone tried everything they could to save the flower that had become the mascot of the botany department. Every scan they did, the sticky sap within would shield it from their instruments, and it went from being a rescue mission to a scientific exploratory surgery.  As they laid the tumor down and cut it open, they where surprised when a tiny green  hand slipped out of the clear sap and started to feel around, the more the team started to peel the Tumor away, the more they found that there was a sentient life form inside. The team had accidnetly  grew a small child.  She was bright and intelliganet. And seemed to react to the people's  feelings until she started to learn the speech of others. Giving rise to the fact that this strange little green girl wasn't just a  mimic of a sentient being but a real being that reasoned on it's own.
  But this left them with a problem, a big problem..The planet that she was on was considered primitive, and under the auspices of the prime directive, with no way to contact her people or even find them. Starfleet had a problem..who was going to take care of this strange little girl.  Doctor Cosk ended up taking responsibility for her, and she was given a Federation ID and  the good doctor. named her Lalie after  the latin name for his favorite breed of Orchid. 
Thus began her weird existence, the Doctor would study and test her, by day and  raise her as his daughter by night. Helping find out what her strange body needed and how to care for her became his full time job for many years. up until his death due to Illness.  That was when the grown woman had choices. And she chose to follow in her “Fathers” footsteps and come to Starfleet as a science cadet with a focus in Tereforming and Xenobotony.


Personality: Laeli is hard to pin down, she is pleasant enough and does her duity as required but she is shy almost retiring, often begging off crew activities to tend plants in her garden. Mostly this is chalked ot her unique upbringing in Memory Alpha and living a rather isolated early childhood. She will open up eventually she just takes time and Patience. Once you break her quiet outer shell there is a sharp witted woman who enjoys laughing and playing music.

Other Info: She has a few biological quirks. One is she sleeps in soil at night, starfleet has helped her by giving her a photon torpedo tube that she has converted into a bed so she can sleep at night comfortably. In her sleep she grows roots and she gains nourishment from the soil. She lacks a traditional digestive system, and when examined her throat has an epiglottis to keep foreign bodies out of her lungs, but that's about it. She can use her mouth to drink but she can't metabolize alcohol in any form as it dries her out. Her preferred method of drinking is to sink one of her fingers in water which grows porous and draws the water into her system.

[BlackStone]

Character Personnel File
Player ID: Corsica
Name: Laeli Rainchild 
Gender: Female
Race: Veridian (a only registered lifeforms from the planet Verid a planet in the Haromi Cluster   


Star Fleet Service Record
Position: Operations  Manager
Rank: Lieutenant
Branch of Service:  Science
Major: Xenoplanitary studies with a focus in Teraforming 


Character Appearance
Height: 6ft 11 inches
Weight: 200 lbs
Age:  22
Hair Color: Purple (but is more like petals than hair)
Eye Color: As above
Build:  Willowy with very long arms and legs.
Distinguishing marks: 
  Her head is crowned with what can only be described as bone ridges, covered in the same skin as the rest of her, and sweep up over her “Hairline”  for formal things she is known to fasten metal ornaments to them to make them glisten in the light even more. She has no ears or nose, just two delicate slits above her lips apparently for breathing. Her fingers are also strange, as they have no nails and contain 6 joints in total, giving them a long spindly appearance. Star fleet has made sure that her equipment has been adjusted to her unique anatomy as needed. 
Character Description: Laeli is unique because she is the only recorded member of her race, and the only member of star fleet who can place her place of birth at the great library of information known as Memory Alpha. She was discovered on an exotic jungle planet as a large seed the size of an American football and brought back to  Memory Alpha to study as a plant sample, and as all discoveries where made they preserved the seed and put it away to be studied later. Time passed and the seed remained in the dark, pulled out to be evaluated and studied and then put away.  Eventually the mysterious seed was acquired by Doctor Leeland Cosk, a Xenobotnanist who wanted to see if he could make the sample grow, and perhaps see how it could be adapted to become useful in his biological life support program.  So he gathered the dirt samples that came with the plant and then used potting soil to help with the rest, and then a flower did bloom, a tall thing with a bright green stem and a brush of purple petals. The man was delighted and stated to run tests,  The plant proved to be strangely sentient. The head would follow the man around the room, like a plant followed sun. It would shimmy and shake to Music that it liked and even shudder with mirth at jokes that the Doctor would tell it. Eventually becoming more of a house pet than a house plant. But al that changed one day...the plant grew a large bulbous growth and started to die.

    Everyone tried everything they could to save the flower that had become the mascot of the botany department. Every scan they did, the sticky sap within would shield it from their instruments, and it went from being a rescue mission to a scientific exploratory surgery.  As they laid the tumor down and cut it open, they where surprised when a tiny green  hand slipped out of the clear sap and started to feel around, the more the team started to peel the Tumor away, the more they found that there was a sentient life form inside. The team had accidnetly  grew a small child.  She was bright and intelliganet. And seemed to react to the people's  feelings until she started to learn the speech of others. Giving rise to the fact that this strange little green girl wasn't just a  mimic of a sentient being but a real being that reasoned on it's own.
  But this left them with a problem, a big problem..The planet that she was on was considered primitive, and under the auspices of the prime directive, with no way to contact her people or even find them. Starfleet had a problem..who was going to take care of this strange little girl.  Doctor Cosk ended up taking responsibility for her, and she was given a Federation ID and  the good doctor. named her Lalie after  the latin name for his favorite breed of Orchid. 
Thus began her weird existence, the Doctor would study and test her, by day and  raise her as his daughter by night. Helping find out what her strange body needed and how to care for her became his full time job for many years. up until his death due to Illness.  That was when the grown woman had choices. And she chose to follow in her “Fathers” footsteps and come to Starfleet as a science cadet with a focus in Tereforming and Xenobotony.


Personality: Laeli is hard to pin down, she is pleasant enough and does her duity as required but she is shy almost retiring, often begging off crew activities to tend plants in her garden. Mostly this is chalked ot her unique upbringing in Memory Alpha and living a rather isolated early childhood. She will open up eventually she just takes time and Patience. Once you break her quiet outer shell there is a sharp witted woman who enjoys laughing and playing music.

Other Info: She has a few biological quirks. One is she sleeps in soil at night, starfleet has helped her by giving her a photon torpedo tube that she has converted into a bed so she can sleep at night comfortably. In her sleep she grows roots and she gains nourishment from the soil. She lacks a traditional digestive system, and when examined her throat has an epiglottis to keep foreign bodies out of her lungs, but that's about it. She can use her mouth to drink but she can't metabolize alcohol in any form as it dries her out. Her preferred method of drinking is to sink one of her fingers in water which grows porous and draws the water into her system.

Approved!

[Malkavian]

Woo! Crew is taking shape. :D