Active Plots (Alphabetical) - Updated 8/21/2010

Can't I Have Any Time? - (Eruantion Doriath [?], Amonost Doriath [?])

End of Solitude - (Verda Stelo [?])

No More Grape Soda - (Alex Dean [?], Samuel Jorgenson [?], Leon Mecheeto [?])

Questionable Means - (Tawny Black [?], Ishkan Ma'z)

Author	Comment
Leon Mecheeto Ex-Soldier 2/7/2006 8:48:10 PM Level: 1 Experience: 0 Total Posts: 45	RE: A Traveller, a Cargo Hauler, and a Ship Dealer Walk Into a Bar Alex is standing in the room before Leon. Leon: Who's this? Sam: Al-- Alex: ... You were telling the truth. Sam: No kidding. That's the guy who owns this ship. Leon walks by, headed to the exit and giving a quick pat on Alex's shoulder. Leon: Thanks for the loan. Sam: Hold on. Where are you going? Leon doesn't stop. Leon: To work. After he is out of earshot, Alex, smirking, turns to Sam. Alex: How much do you s'pose the bounty on him is? Sam doesn't look amused. He remains silent and exits the ship. Alex shrugs and follows, closing and locking the ship behind him.
Alex Dean Cargo Hauler Dominion Master 2/7/2006 8:57:02 PM Level: 1 Experience: 0 Total Posts: 151	RE: A Traveller, a Cargo Hauler, and a Ship Dealer Walk Into a Bar Sam walks over to the engine arm. Sam: Space debris could have easily got in here and messed up the wiring. He buries himself in the service hatch again, taking a very thorough look around. He nods to himself contently and pulls himself out of the hatch. Sam: Looks like you're still good. He turns to Alex. Sam: That guy took your ship before I patched up the holes. Alex mimics exactly what he said a minute ago. Alex: ...How much do you s'pose the bounty on him is? Sam: He can't be all bad. He likes Tears of the Sun. Alex: Riiiight. Sam: Anyway, I need to work on this arm. Alex: Alright. Alex turns and heads over to the ship Leon is working on. He stands there watching for a minute. Alex: Uh, hi. Leon grunts. Alex: I'd like to know the man who stole my ship. I hear you're an escaped convict. Leon: Told my story once today. Don't feel like doing it again. Alex shrugs. Alex: Alright. Alex heads back over to the chair against the wall and sits down, watching Sam work.
Samuel Jorgenson Ship Mechanic Dominion Master 2/7/2006 9:30:23 PM Level: 1 Experience: 0 Total Posts: 88	RE: A Traveller, a Cargo Hauler, and a Ship Dealer Walk Into a Bar A gigantic hand descends from the heavens above. It outstretches its finger and pushes the ">>" button on the "VCR o' Daireem." Several days later, Sam finishes putting the final coat of paint on Alex's ship. He turns around to see the same two TCF agents standing there from last week. Sam: ... Oh, hi. MIB: Do you have anywhere more... private in which we can speak? Sam: My office, I s'pose. Sam leads the two men to his office, and closes the door behind him. MIB: About fifteen years ago, a Vansid capital ship vanished in an area of the galaxy known as "The Small Rim." This ship recently reappeared in the same area that it vanished. Its power core has been offline for fifteen years, we need you to get to the ship, and retieve whatever information from it that you can before Vansid forces discover the ship, and try to retrieve it. Sam: ..Wow. That's a load of information. So uh, when am I leaving? MIB: Tommorow morning. 0700 hours. All further information will be revealed to you tommorow. Sam: Right. They nod and Sam follows the men out. On the way past the shop, they bump into Alex. They stare at him for a moment. MIB: So, Dean, have you considered our offer? Alex: Actually, I have. The agent pulls out the same PDA as before, and he hands it to Alex. Alex reads through everything. After thinking for a moment, he signs his name. MIB: You've made a wise choice. Jorgenson will inform you of your first mission. Alex: Eh? The two agents lift their sleeves, and they're wearing the same metal armbands. They press a button, and simultaniously are enveloped by a green light and vanish.
Alex Dean Cargo Hauler Dominion Master 2/7/2006 10:07:38 PM Level: 1 Experience: 0 Total Posts: 151	RE: A Traveller, a Cargo Hauler, and a Ship Dealer Walk Into a Bar Alex blinks. Alex: Weirdos. He turns to Sam. Alex: So, what's this mission I hear about? Sam: Some Vansidian capital ship disappeared in "The Small Rim" of the galaxy fifteen years ago. They want us to check it out and give any information we get back to them. Alex: Aren't they the Teas Covert Forces? Why do they want us to check out a Vansidian capital ship half way across the galaxy? Sam shrugs. Alex: I'm telling you there's something screwy going on. Sam: I doubt their name has any relation to where they operate. They're covert anyway, spies don't spy on their own country... usually. Alex: Yeah, okay. Sam: And if you still think they're fishy, why did you join? Alex: I figure we can watch each other's back. I really need some good money, anyway. Sam: Anyway, we leave at seven in the morning tomorrow. Alex's jaw drops. Alex: Blargh. I hate getting up early. Sam: Get your stuff ready tonight. Alex: Yeah. Later that night, Alex once again stays at Sam's house after getting all his stuff ready on his ship. In the morning, an alarm wakes him up at 6:00. He groans, shuts it off, and rolls over. Fifteen minutes pass and, somehow, the alarm goes off again. He lets out a roar of frustration, turns off the alarm, gets up, and heads to the kitchen, where Sam is preparing himself some breakfast. Alex: Hungry. Food? Sam looks at him. Sam: What? Alex: Hungry. Sam food. Alex food too. Sam: ...You got up way too early. Alex convulses. Alex: Ungh. Got a chill. Hm? What? Oh! Hey, what do you have to eat? Sam: Got a cupboard full of various cereals. Pick one. Bowls are in here-- He points at a cabinet. Sam: --and spoons are in here. A short while later, they have arrived back at the dealership, where their ships are waiting. The TCF agents enter the shop. Alex: Just curious. Do you guys ever sleep? They ignore him.
Samuel Jorgenson Ship Mechanic Dominion Master 2/7/2006 10:18:23 PM Level: 1 Experience: 0 Total Posts: 88	RE: A Traveller, a Cargo Hauler, and a Ship Dealer Walk Into a Bar The agent hand Sam and Alex both PDAs. MIB: All your information is on there. We suspect that Vansid found out about the ship. They'll be there within a day. After you get the powercore back online, we need you to copy the ships datalogs onto those PDAs. If we need anything else done, we'll inform you. Now, be on your way. The two agents vanish again, leaving behind a suitcase. Sam heads over and opens the case. It was full of hacking tools, supposedly to get the datalogs. Sam loads the case, along with his weapons in the back of his Reaver and climbs in. He sets it to a secure channel and lowers his hatch. He plugs the PDA into the reaver, and loads the coordinates of the ship, and the route into the systems of the Reaver. Alex does the same, and they're both soon off and headed towards their destination. Continued here
Samuel Jorgenson Ship Mechanic Dominion Master 2/8/2006 10:58:02 PM Level: 1 Experience: 0 Total Posts: 88	RE: A Traveller, a Cargo Hauler, and a Ship Dealer Walk Into a Bar Continued from here. Sam: I wonder what those things were, anyway. Alex: I don't know, but I'd rather not see them ever again. Sam: Yeah. I 'spose that was what they were after, anyway. I mean, as soon as they saw the creature, they took it and left. Alex: There's something about them I still don't trust. Sam: Yeah, but I sure am enjoying that money in my account. What're you gonna do about that old Pulse Rifle you found? I'm sure that thing won't last too long. Alex: Yeah. I could get it fixed, but I'm sure it'd be cheaper to get an entire new one. Sam: Hah, yeah probably. Anyway, I'm gonna go make sure my engine is okay after using my hyperspace so much. I don't normally use it that often. Sam heads over and flips on the radio then heads over to his Reaver and pulls off the service hatch. He buries himself inside with a handful of tools while Alex heads up into his ship to clean up the blood off his floor. Just then, the music on the radio cuts out for an "urgent message." Radio Announcer: All people living in the western most sector of Teas are urged to evacuate immediatly! There is heavy static heard in the background. Radio announcer: An Altaland navy G55 capital ship was shot down by an unknown ship, and is coming down! there is reason to believe th-- the accouncer is cut off and the station goes to static. Sam pokes his head out of the maitenace hatch. Sam: ..You hear that? Alex pokes his head out Alex: ..We're not in the western most sector..Are we? Sam: Nope. Sam heads out the shop door and ooks out to the west. A gigantic ship is coming down in flames towards Teas. Sam: This isn't going to end well. Alex comes over and watches as well. Alex: How could somebody take down a capital ship that big? Sam: No idea.
Alex Dean Cargo Hauler Dominion Master 2/11/2006 3:29:32 PM Level: 1 Experience: 0 Total Posts: 151	RE: A Traveller, a Cargo Hauler, and a Ship Dealer Walk Into a Bar They could barely see the glare of the ship's engines making a futile attempt to pick itself up. Alex: Looks like it's bringing itself down slow enough to not destroy the entire planet's ecosystem. Sam: That's fortunate. Alex: Yep. They stand there staring at the descending capital ship, a plume of smoke emerging from its hull. Alex: Why do you think the radio went out? Sam: Klingons. A few more explosions are emitted from the capital ship before disappearing behind a mountain. A moment later, an unbelievably massive cloud of dirt and debris blows up miles into the air. Sam: ...Yep, it's gonna be pretty bad. The static fluctuates on the radio and a voice comes back on, though difficult to understand. Radio: --ital ship -------- shot down mome-----go and is co--ng down. Uh, th-s just in; the m----ve ship has touc-----own. It is li--ly that the ---ris will spre-- for hundreds of miles. Alex, getting fed up with the radio, smacks it. It, of course, does nothing. A minute later, the static calms down somewhat and the radio stops cutting out. Radio: I repeat, the capital ship has touched down and shot a cloud of debris into the air that will likely spread for hundreds of miles. Wind is blowing toward sea, but there may be complications. This ship was apparently returning to the planet for routine maintenance after a several month-long expedition, its entire complement of fighters left behind... More as it develops. Alex: That's pretty weird. Who would shoot down a capital ship as it's heading back for maintenance? Sam: Jerks. Alex: Yup. Want to go check out the crash site? Sam: We wouldn't be able to see, and it's probably crawling with military types anyway. Alex: True. He changes the subject. Alex: A lot of weird stuff happening lately...
Samuel Jorgenson Ship Mechanic Dominion Master 2/11/2006 4:18:20 PM Level: 1 Experience: 0 Total Posts: 88	RE: A Traveller, a Cargo Hauler, and a Ship Dealer Walk Into a Bar Several days pass, and all that fills up the radio and TV stations is news about the crash. A few days later, Sam and Alex had visitors. The same two TCF agents walked into the shop was the previous week. Sam: Heey. It's the freaky guys in black suits again. Alex: Great. MIB: I'm sure the both of you know about the recent accident with the capital ship. Alex: I'm pretty sure it wasn't an accident. MIB: It wasn't. Our intel informs us that it was an insider working with outside forces. Sam: Let me guess, we have to find out who the insider was? MIB: Yes. We have a lead that he's staying someware in the southern sector of Olmun, in the slums. Sam: The slums? MIB: Yes. Alex: Slums, corrupt officers, and blown up capital ships. Sounds like fun. The agent hands Sam and Alex their PDAs again. MIB: We don't know where in the sector he is, but we believe that you may be able to find that information in the communication logs onboard the capital ship. The agent hands Sam and Alex two access cards. MIB: These will get you into the ship. Keep a low profile. After you find out who is sheltering him, take him into custody. We want him alive so we can find out who paid him off. Sam: How do you know that this information on the capital ship? MIB: Any communications incoming or outgoing on the ship are recorded and backed up in a data archive. The workers and soldiers stationed on the capital ship are not allowed to leave the ship until it lands back in its own territory. So he had to have been on the ship when he made the deal. Sam: ...Okay. MIB: Leave as soon as possible. The agents look at eachother and nod. They press their armband and vanish again.
Alex Dean Cargo Hauler Dominion Master 2/11/2006 4:52:15 PM Level: 1 Experience: 0 Total Posts: 151	RE: A Traveller, a Cargo Hauler, and a Ship Dealer Walk Into a Bar Alex: ...Dang it. I forgot to overpower and interrogate one. Sam: Right... Alex: So anyway, I guess we'll be heading for that ship. Alex sighs. Alex: And how are we going to get past the army stationed there? Sam: Maybe there isn't one. Alex: Pffft. Yeah, right. So, we going today? Sam: It's early. Might as well. I'll be right back. He exits the shop. A few minutes later, he arrives with a Mosquito. Sam: I'm taking this in case the military is guarding the ship. Alex: Uhh, what about me? This huge cargo ship wouldn't exactly be discrete. Sam: Actually, I figure they'd be salvaging the magazines, weapons, computers, and everything else. They'd be bringing in some cargo ships. Alex: True. After a few minutes, they lift off. Leon grunts as they leave him and Dave as the only workers once again. A short while later, Sam heads in at a high altitude to check out the situation. Sam: There are Jeeps and soldiers standing around. Not many--for the size of this thing. Alex: Did anybody ever think they took all the ship logs and erased it so people like us couldn't steal it? Sam: Hm. Possible. We should still check it out. Looks like the hangar's open. Alex: Convenient. You should come back and come in with me. A Mosquito doesn't really have any business here. Sam turns around and heads back. About a mile away, Alex lands his ship in a clearing while Sam guides the smaller Mosquito into the forest so as not to be discovered. Sam loads his stuff into the Spacehawk and they once again take off, heading for the crash. Flying slowly, he flies right into the hangar. Alex: This isn't going to be fun... The entire ship is canted to the right about 17 degrees. Carefully, Alex sets the ship down against the slant. Strangely, they weren't asked for any sort of clearance code and the hangar is empty. Alex: I love being so lucky.
Samuel Jorgenson Ship Mechanic Dominion Master 2/16/2006 7:01:21 PM Level: 1 Experience: 0 Total Posts: 88	RE: A Traveller, a Cargo Hauler, and a Ship Dealer Walk Into a Bar Sam scratches the back of his head. Sam: Eh. I wonder where the communications room is. That's probably where the logs would be. Alex: No idea. Let's wander around aimlessly until we stumble onto it. Sam: Works for me. They wander into the nearest doorway, which led to a medium-sized room lined with elevators, which were obviously out of order. To the far side of the room were old-fashioned steps. Sam and Alex went to the steps and started down them. As they reached the lower deck, they could hear people bustling about, obviously a lot a work was being done down here. Alex went over and cracked open the door, peering inside. There were a couple dozen men inside. It seemed as if they were all armed in some way. They were busy salvaging what they could, whilst another group of men took the salvaged parts and hauled them out. On the far side of the room, a couple of men were walking back and forth on an elevated catwalk, watching the works below. Ont he left side of the room, there was a closed door. There was a sign mounted to the right of the door that read "Communications." Just below the sign was a card reader. Sam: Bingo. Alex: We're just going to walk right by all those people? Sam: Why not? Alex: I have a beed feeling. Alex opens the door all the way and they both head in. On their way to the door, they're both stopped by a couple of armed guards. Guard: Identification.

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