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The Butterfly Effect

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Prologue (Part 1) - 01

Captain’s log;
Earth Stardate 3537 – 12 – 16
USC Narada

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Earth Stardate 2146, or as later referred to, ‘The year of Hell’.

2146, the year we lost control over our technology. The technology that helped us in many ways gained the upper hand over us living beings. The tragedies that came forth from these events were.. to put it mildly.. catastrophic.

The memories of these tragedies are kept alive quite vividly by most of the inhabitants of our Solar System. Wait.., no. Scratch that.

The memories of those tragedies have been rudely awoken just over an hour ago.

It has just been over an hour that all ships in the Sol System received the same alarming message, followed by static and general disbelief. A general disbelief so large, that for several minutes all Terran (and non-Terran personnel for that matter) seemed to simply stop living.

The message that shocked us? - “Oh my Lord, it’s headed straight for Earth!” followed by static on all comm lines.

By the time most of my crew came back to their senses the gravidar was filled with red blips. The scanners had by long relayed the information to the onboard speakers, warning all crewmembers of A.G.I. ships in the vicinity. This really was standard procedure as it was our Terran duty to get rid of the last remnant A.G.I. ships that still roamed the universe.

Though, when I finally was slapped back to my senses by my first officer the assault had already started and we were taking heavy fire from all possible directions and angles.
Never in my life have I been more grateful to serve on a new Luna class carrier. The new shields were holding out just long enough for us to escape the onslaught going on in Mars orbit and into the relative safety of the magnetic fields around the moon of Titan.

The communication channels were chaos. Reports coming in from all sectors regarding mostly one thing. Everyone that had been watching had seen it. Earth.. our majestic blue pearl, which we kept safe for so long.. had imploded onto itself. Presumably by a pod fired from an unknown vessel that was spotted jumping in close to the planet that once was.

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This ship managed to fire a pod with the capability to implode planets? A complete A.G.I. armada quickly following in it’s wake, assaulting the other planets in the System. Destr.. no. Completely decimating everything they run in to. Not to mention that we were lead to believe the main A.G.I. core had been destroyed over five hundred years ago! That the A.G.I. had been wiped out of existence, aside of a minor number of ships in hiding! This was bad, with a capital letter B.

Back to reality. Well, reality is only forty minutes later as most of the Terran fleet has assembled close to Titan and Saturn. Ready to ‘give ‘em hell!’.
So while the fleet slowly gets in formation whilst scooping up all remaining A.G.I. ships in Saturn orbit we prepare to clean sweep Jupiter and the Asteroid Belt. This all went according to plan, but while we were preparing to head for Mars -that- ship shows up again, immediately sprawling hundreds of torpedoes. Needless to say that this reduced most our ragtag fleet to rubble in a matter of luttle seconds.
I’m issuing evasive actions as suddenly the ‘maw’ of the thing opens and glows bright red. Another of those pods was launched shortly after and soars right past our stern. Thinking we got lucky my gaze suddenly drifts to where Mars once was. Just as Earth, Venus and Mercury, it was merely gone. That’s when I realised that we weren’t the target, but Jupiter was! A flash later and there was nothing left but a gaping emptiness.

The scanners had recorded the event and showed that the pod seemed to contain a form of Anti-Matter we were not familiar with. Upon impact it created a singularity strong enough to devour the planet whole. In all the chaos my helmsman failed to notice that the black hole had a gravity field so strong that it was actually sucking us in. Or well, failed to notice on time anyway. He found out just as the board computer warned us of a missile lock. I found him jumping around like a lunatic, shouting, while I motioned for him to brace for impact…

- “Impact in 5 seconds.”
- “Impact in 4 seconds.”
- “Impact in 3 seconds.”
- “Impact in 2 seconds.”
- “Impact in 1 second.”

Another flash. Everything went silent as I looked around with a mixed expression of fear and confusion. The ship shook and I was thrown into the air. It all seemed to go in slow-motion, though it was over in a few seconds.

I blinked, as we were still in one piece. The computer had silenced it’s horns, and the general red-alert was lifted as well.

“Status report!” I shouted, forgetting about the silence on board.
“S…Sir.. the A.G.I. ship is gone. Everything is gone, sir!” exclaimed a slightly shaking tactical ops crewman.
“What do you mean ‘everything is gone’ John!?” I replied.
“Just as I said, sir. There are no ships within scanning range. No debris either. Just some small asteroids on the short range scanners.”

I couldn’t help but wonder what had just happened. As did everyone most probably.
The long range scanners were damaged during the initial assault, so accurate reports could not be made yet. Other then that, the ship was in a horrible state. Shield strength was down to 16%. Hull integrity was failing on decks five through nine. Engines offline. Life-support was running on minimal. General power supplies were down a bare 3% of maximum. As an added ‘bonus’ all our weapon systems were destroyed with no chance of repairs.

I’ve ordered all technicians to get repairs going. Most importantly the main power generator, the shield generator, the engines and the scanners. Surprisingly our communication systems were still functional, although we were not getting any response.
There is an emergency staff meeting in two minutes while a check-list of all crew members is being made.

Lysander Ryker, out.




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Yes. You guessed it. Another story about one of the many adventures in the X-Universe.

I have decided on a bit more fantasised story which will unfold in the oncoming chapters.

Here's the general information:
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Main Character: Lysander Ryker. Captain of the M1 Luna Class carrier "USC Narada"
Time line:
- Start of the story: Earth Startdate 3537
- (will be updated as the story unveils!)
Game Start: USC Commander
Game Type: Dead-is-Dead

Rule set: Coming soon (tm)

More information will be added here after chapters 2 and 3 are finished (should be tomorrow evening). I don't want to spoil some things yet, though a smart person will undoubtedly can see a hint of the first few oncoming events.


While I will try to keep this as much of a story as I can, it will inevitably contain some game data which may disrupt the flow of the story. My apologies in advance :)


{moved from X-Universe; see note by CBJ - Carlo}
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Post by Scott C. »

Thanks for the read, Nix.

Hope to see more.
Cheers,
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Prologue (Part 2) - 02

Captain’s log;
Earth Stardate 3537 – 12 – 17 , or so we believe.
USC Narada

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Answers. I need answers. Answers to questions I do not even know, and answers I am afraid to get.

What had happened? Where are we? Have others had the luck of escaping? Were we the last few hundred Terrans left? What about the Commonwealth, were they next? These questions were the most burning, among at least a dozen others.

The staff meeting had been grim. Two of my finest officers were killed. Three more severely injured. I had asked of them no more than helping all people on the ship. Help with repairs where they could. Give medical aid to those who need it. Despite we just saw our homes being destroyed morale was still high. I thanked anyone that would want to hear me for this. We were going to need a good morale to get this wreck moving again.

The chief science officer was the first with results. Apparently the black hole had a still unknown reaction with the payload of the missiles fired. It had collapsed just as we were in the eye of the thing. Her guess of what happened next was as good as any. It was unexplainable. One moment this ship was in the Jupiter system. The next we were in a sector registered as “US 19,10”. A sector never explored due to the massive privateer fleets that reside in the Maelstrom and Gaian Star sectors nearby. If that position was correct, we could soon be in a whole lot more trouble than we already are.

Meanwhile the staff count was completed. The USC Narada had a crew compliment of 474 and at the moment of the assault another 251 civilians. Husbands, wives, children, local merchants, anything you can come up with. All that remained of those were 391 crew members and 179 civilians. I counted and counted again, but every time I’d come to the same, horrible, 155 missing persons. Only of 81 had the bodies been found. We’re afraid the rest was sucked into the cold vacuum of space during the hull breach on decks five through nine.

Engineering reports were coming in as well, with more accurate states of the key systems.
The main power generator was damaged and only capable of running on an estimated 30% of maximum levels. This meant that we had enough power for most systems, although we would never be able to get enough energy to the engines. As a result, all mechanics working on the engines were called away to assist in other repairs.
The long range scanners had taken a big hit, but are not beyond repairs. Shield capacity has been increased by several percent already and is slowly regenerating. Though due to our general power issue we probably can’t get them above 40%.


While I was going through all the reports the scanners suddenly picked up a ship closing in on our position. It had already come as close as 25 kilometres. I then knew that our long range sensors had to get priority!

The computer had a hard time indentifying the ship, as it was not of custom design. It seemed rather crude and beaten, and the paintjob suggested that it was used by pirates.

http://i46.tinypic.com/mlr86.jpg

Sensors indicated the unknown ship started scans, but could not penetrate our shielding. The computer gave a short beep, indicating it had finished running the ship through our database. The results were astonishing. It appeared to be an ancient ‘Falcon’ class vessel, used by the Teladi between approximately 2900 – 2950. How a ship that old was still able to fly, and used by pirates was a miracle. It’s weaponry would have no effect at all on the shields we were currently using and it’s equipment was so severely outdated that it could not even get a reading of us. The pilot obviously spotted our hull and decided to check us out. This was a relief though. Meaning we were safe from harms way for now.. unless.. that ship would get a transmission off to it’s friends!

We had to act fast. Scans revealed a single life form aboard so a team of three marines was sent to the transporter pad. A quick diversion of power gave us the juice needed to beam the marines right through the primitive shielding of the lone Falcon, so the marines could neutralise the pilot, who was then taken captive. After checking the logs it showed there were no sent transmissions.

The marines flew the ship back to our hangar bay where it would be examined by some technicians. Initial reports confirmed the computers results. The ship was a falcon, and in quite good condition might I add. A few quick queries were made to the ships database when yet another shocking message reached me. The ships board computer says the year is 2938. Could it really be that singularity somehow sent us back in time ?


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A small update before Uni.
Please excuse me using screenshots of ships from a database. I am currently not yet playing and this is just the prologue ^.^

The last part of the prologue will probably be posted tonight, after which I will start playing. Commitment to a true 'D-i-D' game has been hard for me, hence I will do it in the form of a story. This will hopefully keep me from doing stupid things after which I have to hit the 'load' button to keep on playing :shock:

I hope you enjoyed the read.
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You got me curious... that's some rather great storytelling there! :o


Looking forward to this story, regardless of the rules, and regardless of whether it's DiD or not - that is, if you keep the storytelling up like that :o
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Yes.I agree.
The story feels more important than the game play.
Especially as you can't go to Mars etc anymore in game,unless of course you write for Dallas (an old popular US drama) and this was all just a dream one of your characters had.
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TTD wrote: Especially as you can't go to Mars etc anymore in game...
He apparently made a jump back in time, so Mars should still be there...
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Vbruzual wrote

He apparently made a jump back in time, so Mars should still be there...
Ah,yes,I forgot about the space/time continuem and spacial anomalies.

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slightly ot..

If only I could jump back in time.There is so much I would have done differently or not at all. You only live long enough to learn what you should have done.Pity we can't re-load a previous part of our lives and start again.
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Ooh goodie, positive replies :D
That is always nice to start off with. Though I do sure hope I didn't set the standard too high!!
:lol:
that's some rather great storytelling there!
I blame way too much roleplaying games played for way too long!

I'm going to write up the last part of the prologue now in which the last few introductions are made to kick off with. Also will I get some basic rule sets up. However all idea's or suggestions and additions are welcomed!
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should be fun
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Prologue (Part 3) - 03

Captain’s log;
Earth Stardate 3537 – 12 – 17 , or 2938 ?
USC Narada

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Supplemental.

After turning that Falcons computer upside down and inside out I can now confirm that it’s computer is positively certain the year it is in is 2938. It has a limited star chart, some information about most common ships of that era, some surplus information about where to get the best booze and some information regarding weaponry and shielding. The question now remains, is the computer on that ship right ?
I have ordered all personnel that knows about the ships calendar to remain silent. The last thing we want now is even more confusion about a possible time-warp.

In secret I’ve asked my first officer to search our databanks for information about that specific year, and to find out how the universe was looking at that time. I somehow remembered that number to be connected to a big event. I just could not quite place my finger on it though.

I was then left with another pressing issue. If we really were stranded in another year, we might not be able to get the required resources and equipment to repair this ship. Hell, this ship. If we really were currently in 2938, no one should even be allowed to see this ship. We can’t risk our technology falling in the wrong hands.

“Chief Saxton to Commander Ryker” I heard the comm say.
“Ryker here. What is it Frank?”
“Eh, Commander, we have a situation down here. The long range scanners just went live again and are reporting numerous ships at approximately 700 kilometres due north of here, beyond the first jumpgate. They don’t seem to be alerted to our presence but it might cause trouble sooner or later.”
“Very well Frank. Keep working on that reactor too. I want as much shield capacity as possible before we are detected. Oh and if you have someone with an idea of how to hide us from sight, now is the time. I have a feeling we will be isolated in this sector for quite some… ALDRIN!”
“Aldrin, sir ?” replied a confused chief engineer.
“Never mind Frank. Get to it! I have something to find out.”

It just struck me. Being isolated and alone. Just like Earths colonies on Aldrin. That was the event I couldn’t remember. Earth would be reunited with Aldrin again. After all those years.
Nothing overly important of course, but I just had to get it out of my system.

A few hours later my first officer came back from his study. He relayed his findings which were interesting to say the least. The first thing on our agenda though was to find out whether we really were sent back in time. A daring plan was made by the two of us. The details of which contained the Falcon. Yes. My first officer would take the ship and fly to inhabited space and poke around. His foremost objective was to find out the date and anything else he could find. However, if we were still in our own time, he’d run into big trouble once he’d reach the Maelstrom.

All I can do is wait. Waiting for a report back. But I am a man that does not sit still. One that can’t sit still. I went on scouring the database on any information that might be useful.
By far, the only big event that occurred was the discovery of Aldrin. The prelude of that was a new path of A.G.I. that was apparently still in use by the Aldrin inhabitants in the way they were intended to behave. Though, after Aldrin was rebuilt and got help from Earth, most ships were dismantled to prevent them from mutating as well.
Again I read through the files extracted from the Falcon. I studied the ships. Their specifications. Their armaments and shielding and just the general technology the Commonwealth was using.
It was not as sophisticated as what we were used to. Though for their time highly effective. The thing I noticed nearly right away though was that our Terran forefathers were on the ball. They surely had a big advantage over their Commonwealth Argon brothers. Weaponry was far more advanced. Their ships were quite balanced, aside of the obvious lack of compatibility with other weapons. This was something we had learned from. We had to adapt. And that was what we were going to have to do again now.

“Commander, we have incoming communications on a secure channel.”
Finally! Gibson’s report. “On my way to the bridge.” I replied.

When I arrived there I saw an alarmed First Officer on the main monitor. I asked for a sitrep and he confirmed what a few of us already knew. All the evidence supported the fact we were sent back in time. The Maelstrom was practically deserted, aside of some shabby pirate complex he found. Investigations went on as he passed into Teladi sectors. The designs of the ships and stations were not recognised by Gibson, though his computer could clarify it all. I ordered his return while I had a hard task awaiting me. How was I going to inform the crew and passengers? As I was pondering on that something else struck me. Aldrin was reunited with… Earth. It still exists here. As does the rest of the Sol System! That news would most definitely soften the blow to the other people on board coming from the report I was going to give them.

While my first officer would return I had arranged for everyone to be informed of a meeting in the largest cargo bay we had. The only place large enough to fit everyone in so I could address them in person.

“Ladies and Gentlemen. For those who do not know me, allow me to introduce myself. The name is Lysander Ryker, commander of this ship.”

I briefly closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

I have called you all here to bring you my report in person. This will not be easy for me, nor for any of you here present..

I swallowed down a chunk of nerves and took one more deep breath.

At approximately O-two-hundred hours we witnessed the destruction of the Solar System as we knew it. An unknown ship fired a pod containing enough Anti-Matter to create a black hole. This caused the planets to disappear. This much we know, this much you saw. Now, during the imploding of Jupiter the black hole created a massive gravitational field which pulled this ship in. The A.G.I. ship that had fired the pods also fired a couple missiles at us, which upon detonation caused a still unknown reaction with the singularity that was slowly pulling us in. This reaction is the cause of our current situation. The cause of our survival.

I paused briefly to gauge reactions. They were a mix of desperation, confusion and fear. I knew I had to bring some good news soon or this would be an unpleasant meeting.

Well then. I shall start with some good news. We are safe. The ship is holding out fine for the moment. Repairs are up to speed and we will have all the main systems working again within two days.

I had to tell them. I just had no idea how…

I .. eh.. I am really at a loss of words right now. I apologise for my incoming bluntness but officer training never taught us how to handle a situation like this.

The crowd was getting nervous. I had to get it out. Now. A bit of tact would not have hurt, but it’s simply not in my nature to do so.

Ladies and Gentlemen. This afternoon, approximately three hours after we were stranded here our sensors picked up an unknown ship. A lone fighter craft, probably on recon. We were able to capture this ship and did some checkups. At first I did not believe what the technicians had found, but the ship was old. Really old. Old as in almost 600 years old. That ships computer logs confirmed this and not soon later we did our own bit of reconnaissance in that ship. We flew it out several sectors and made scans of ships and stations we encountered. At this time there are only two things I can confirm for you though. One of them is that we are still in the same universe. The same universe, only roughly 600 years earlier.

An uncomfortable silence followed. Gasps could be heard right before it all turned into chaos.

People, people! It fell hard on me as well, but do remember one thing. In this time our Solar System is still in it’s prime. Earth still exists!

Everything abruptly fell silent again.

I know I will be asking much of all of you now, but please. We need to work as one team here. This ships engines are still disabled and even if we were to move, it would not be wise to bring a ship from the future into the Commonwealth. Plans will be made to arrange for transports to get you all back to Earth safely. Meanwhile, please do what you can to help out. That was all for now. The staff will do their best to keep you informed. .. Eh.. Thank you.

That was hard and unpleasant, but it was out nevertheless. Everyone knew what had to be done and in what kind of situation we were in. Now for another staff meeting to discuss the way we are going to handle things here. I doubt many people outside of this ship are willing to believe we are from the future, where total destruction awaits.

We need to make a plan. No, a plan is not the right word. We need to make something more along the lines of a script. A little something to fall back to. Create a background story and infiltrate the Commonwealth to get some transports. USC command would just have to believe us when they see our ship.

But for now, we were on our own. Our first priority was to acquire a couple of ships so we could send out multiple away teams. It was going to be hard with just one ship. A pirate ship even. It would most probably be fired upon by law enforcers in civilised sectors. That was a worry for a later time though. Everyone, including me, is going for a well earned rest. The first thing I have to worry about tomorrow though is our little prisoner. What are we going to do with him ?


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ét voila. The ending of the prologue. Now it's time to get kicking.

Main Character: Lysander Ryker. Captain of the M1 Luna Class carrier "USC Narada"
Time line:
- Start of the story (Prologue): Earth Startdate 3537
- Start of the game (game play): Earth Stardate 2938 (the time any game starts in X3:TC)
Game Start: USC Commander
Game Type: Dead-is-Dead

Rule set:

- Starting assets:
1x Pirate Falcon with
* 2x IRE and 2 PAC
* 1x 25MJ shield
0 credits (Future money is no good here!)

- Dead is Dead (a'Doh) with no Salvage Insurance. Only saving at stations.

- Use of scripts
* Yes, this game will be ***modified***
* To justify the use of MARS. We're from the frigging future. Our targeting systems are a lot more effective and easy to install!
--> Will only use it on fighters though, so they don't waste all their energy on firing turrets ^^
* Using the script editor to create this start and giving the required assets.
* ATF reputation was downgraded from "Earth Access" to "Asteroid Belt Access"

- Allowed use of ships: all. Unless someone can bring up a valid reason not to use a certain ship.

- Main character is a Commander. He is used to issue orders from the bridge of a capital ship. He is not a fighter pilot and will not try to be one either.

- Gief suggestions regarding rules and I will consider them!

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So, time for a series of Q & A.

Q1: Will I allow other persons to play characters in this story.
A1: Yes, I have already had this request after the first two chapters :o
--> I will be playing the first few chapters myself. Until the need arises to have larger ships (M6 and bigger, and possibly TP, TS and TM class ships) there won't be much need for specific captains. Smaller fighter craft will be flown by John Doe's unless there is a convincing combat pilot that wants to be a hero and can prove himself! Or herself. Whichever!

Q2: What ship is the USC Narada.
A2: An imaginary ship. It doesn't exist. It's from the future. It will just be used as a base of operations. I might drop in a Mobile Pirate base using the Script Editor to reflect this, after we can work out how to properly cloak the ship.
Spoiler alert: The ship will not be able to fly. It's going to be stationary for now.


Also: Gimmeh some feedback on the coloured text. I thought it might be easier to read dialogue when certain characters have their own colour.

For now:
Blue; Lysander
Yellow; Comms or Computer messages
Lime; Random person speaking directly to Lysander or to someone in the immediate vicinity.

I've updated chapters 1 and 2 as well with some colouring, although the dialogue was minimal there.

As said before, shoot suggestions at me. Right inna face!

Now it's time to sleep, because I have a maths test tomorrow.
Yes, ironic isn't it. I have a test tomorrow and I have more dedication to writing a story on a game start that hasn't even been made yet.

:lol:
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The premise is interesting - good imagination! :)

You need some goals, short, mid and long term. Short and mid term goals to keep it interesting, long term goals so that there is a point to the story/game!
- One long term goal could be getting access to a device that can realign jumpgates in a way that can send you back to the future (I don't know what kind of device that would be...do you? ;) )
- Another could have something to do with destroying the Xenon once and for good (don't know how that would work - some kind of Operation Final Format....)

The main thing is that your narration remains interesting and your playing style accomodates that!

Looking forward to seeing this story unfold
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Truly excellent so far!
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You might consider using the Aran as your ship of the future...
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You need some goals, short, mid and long term. Short and mid term goals to keep it interesting, long term goals so that there is a point to the story/game!
- One long term goal could be getting access to a device that can realign jumpgates in a way that can send you back to the future (I don't know what kind of device that would be...do you? :wink: )
I do have some goals set already. I am pondering though whether to reveal them so early already. I'll get back to that one :wink:
And what device ? I didn't see no device :D (special case that one)

- Another could have something to do with destroying the Xenon once and for good (don't know how that would work - some kind of Operation Final Format....)

That's what the Butterfly Effect is all about. Read up on what it means (it's actually the name of a story).
Or if you can't be bothered -->
The butterfly effect is a metaphor that encapsulates the concept of sensitive dependence on initial conditions in chaos theory; namely that small differences in the initial condition of a dynamical system may produce large variations in the long term behaviour of the system. Although this may appear to be an esoteric and unusual behaviour, it is exhibited by very simple systems: for example, a ball placed at the crest of a hill might roll into any of several valleys depending on slight differences in initial position. The butterfly effect is a common trope in fiction when presenting scenarios involving time travel and with "what if" scenarios where one storyline diverges at the moment of a seemingly minor event resulting in two significantly different outcomes.
I'll say no more.

You might consider using the Aran as your ship of the future...
Am I really so unimaginative or is the Aran -the- logical choice ? :D

Also this ship will serve a special purpose :)
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Here's my 2 credits: get a bridge crew onto your command ship. I see you're making quite extensive use of dialogues in your story (comparatively speaking, anyway), so this might help the immersion.


On that note... I'd like to sign up a character for said bridge crew - use her as needed (I might be willing to expand on the character in-between chapters, if time permits).

Name: Dara Djunai
Race: Terran
Occupation: Fighter pilot
Training: standard Fleet Academy training (fighter combat, officer training), advanced tactical courses.
Preferred bridge duty: N/A (up to you, do take her qualification into account though)
Brief background: finished Academy with 24, enlisted in the USC immediately after, served as fighter pilot on patrols for a year, got fired due to excessively aggressive combat maneuvers (officially - inofficially, she bested an admiral who thought he was quite the fighter pilot), was given a basic Rapier and banned from the inner planets until further notice. She is now seeking employment outside of Terran space as she became quite disillusioned with the government and the military.
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Heya.

The idea is nice to have a complete bridge crew. The only thing is that I would need to know is how to handle those people and how to get them involved in the game.

One minor note on your character though. If she is from Rykers time line (3537) she wouldn't be able to serve on the Narada as she was expelled from the USC ?

If she is from the current time line (2938) she wouldn't be in the picture for quite some time, because contact with other people will be tricky in the beginning.

I'll get some goals, idea's and suggestions (for the people here to comment on) in a post when I'm home this afternoon.
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Post by Cyricist »

Nixy23, perhaps it would be cool to add a Communications Officer with a history degree to this mottley crew?
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Post by Sp@c3Ch!mp »

oh man this story is soo cool. It reminds me of stargate universe.
Hope to see the next installment soon. I hope u passed that test also :D
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Post by Nixy23 »

Me and passing a maths test ? The chances of my story becoming real and some aliens firing a pod that will implode the earth are bigger than that ! :D


And yeah, Cyricist. Someone with more sound knowledge of this time period would be a good character to fall back on if things go haywire.

I'll give it some more thoughts tonight during the first moments of actual playtime.
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Post by xcal13 »

can i be a marine

(2x+10)=2(3x-10)
x=5
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