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The Voyages of the USS Aubrey

Game Master joerice

These are the voyages of the USS Starship Aubrey, a retrofitted deepspace Constitution-Class vessel, her Captain Kaspar Von Sturm, and the crew fit for nowhere else.


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m Human Captain
Ada'em Ojo wrote:
Kaspar Von Sturm wrote:
Ada'em Ojo wrote:
Ojo continues his route back to the transporter room to check on Chief Ploppleton.

As he runs through the halls, he sees no one, and there is no sign of any crew.

The transporter room shows sign of phaser fire, energy blasts, and carnage, but no one is to be seen anywhere. His footfalls echo through the corridors...

"Damn! Ploppleton is gone," Ojo thinks to himself. He immediately heads back out and makes his way to the bridge.

"Looks like that little beast is gone, too." The Andorian is pleased yet a little apprehensive at the absent weight on his shoulder.

The bridge is empty.

And silent as the grave, but for the infrequent metronome of chirps from the sensor array.

Everyone is gone.

By the communications console, a chain lays in a heap on the floor, alongside an open switchblade. A frantic, blinking, beacon indicator is flashing in the controls usually manned by Lt. Koike.


Female Vulcan Ensign
Kaspar Von Sturm wrote:

As the tricorder rig hums chirps with activity, T'neth notices immediatley that not only is the Aubrey functioning normally, but the strange vibrations have stopped. All systems are in standard working order.

But the silence and stillness are eerie, and she remains alone in the cavernous engineering facility.

T'neth's hands are trembling as she finishes her adjustments to the tricorder. She stares at her fingers momentarily. The trembling is minor, no one else would ever notice, not that there is anyone to notice. That is the problem; T'neth is alone. She hasn't been so completely isolated since...

"This has nothing to do with Father's death," T'neth says quietly. "Talking to myself, most illogical. I need to determine if there is anyone else on the Aubrey." Reasoning that the end of the vibrations may have restored communications, the Vulcan presses the button on the nearest com panel. "Engineering to Bridge."


M Human

"Madre de dios! Where are we?" Koike exclaims. When he sees Gorchnik he lunges for his throat.


m Human Captain
T'neth wrote:


"This has nothing to do with Father's death," T'neth says quietly. "Talking to myself, most illogical. I need to determine if there is anyone else on the Aubrey." Reasoning that the end of the vibrations may have restored communications, the Vulcan presses the button on the nearest com panel. "Engineering to Bridge."

ADA'EM OJO

(You hear this communication clearly on the bridge. It startlingly breaks the silence...)


m Human Captain
Heraclio Koike wrote:
"Madre de dios! Where are we?" Koike exclaims. When he sees Gorchnik he lunges for his throat.

Surprised, a shocked look crosses over Gorchnik's face, as Koike's hands wrap around his neck.

They tumble to the floor of the dungeon, and the other assembled crewpeople scatter, suurounding them but keeping as much distance as they can. Gorchnik lays helpless on his back, as Koike overcomes the older officer.

A security officer, at a loss for what to do as the senior officers tussle, shouts limply "Sirs! Please! Stand down!"


Male Andorian Lieutenant jg

"T'neth! Is that you? This is Lt. Ojo. The Bridge is empty. So is the Transporter Room and everything I saw in between. How many people do you have with you?"


Male Human Ship's Doctor
Kaspar Von Sturm wrote:

The figure stares at him quizzically.

"Your people are aggressive, and violent, yet you show mercy and concern above all else. This is odd. Our experience with humans has not shown they have a capacity for mercy."

The figure advances, using his staff as a tall walking stick. You may have a moment to tend to your fellows. Then they must join the others..."

"IN THE ARENA."

And with that, the uninjured shuttle crew vanish, in a plume of violet energy, leaving Callahan alone with the Captain and Frankel, outside the castle gates.

Callahan increases the dosage of stimulant he gives Frankel and Captain Von Sturm. There'll be hell to pay when it wears off but that's something to worry about later. He informs the captain that the HyperZephyrians apparently are setting up some sort of gladitorial contest pitting members of the crew against unknown opponents. "We have to stop this, Kaspar! We have to convince these aliens we mean them no harm before any more crew members get killed. If we can't, we'll have to fight."

Callahan pushes open the castle gates and leads Von Sturm and Frankel into the castle.


Female Vulcan Ensign

"This is T'neth," the ensign answers Ojo. "I'm the only one in Engineering. I left your security detail and Mr. Trent so I could make some adjustments in a Jeffries tube. They were gone when I returned."

As she speaks, T'neth examines read outs on the engineering monitors. "There has been no transporter activity since Chief Ploppleton's 'interference' and the shuttle bay has not opened since the captain's team left on the Junebug. We should confirm that the others are still aboard. Lieutenant, could you scan the Aubrey for lifeforms?"


m Human Captain
Dr. Randy "Butcher" Callahan wrote:


Callahan increases the dosage of stimulant he gives Frankel and Captain Von Sturm. There'll be hell to pay when it wears off but that's something to worry about later. He informs the captain that the HyperZephyrians apparently are setting up some sort of gladitorial contest pitting members of the crew against unknown opponents. "We have to stop this, Kaspar! We have to convince these aliens we mean them no harm before any more crew members get killed. If we can't, we'll have to fight."

Callahan pushes open the castle gates and leads Von Sturm and Frankel into the castle.

The Captain and Frankel jolt as the medicine enters their system.

Von Sturm slowly crawls to one knee, and says, "Callahan.... I have a nausea... it's overwhelming...."

Slowly standing, Von Sturm says to Callahan. "We need to find our captors... reason with them. We are on an exploratory, rescue mission. There are Starfleet personnel in this nebula who need us. Lives are at stake."

He opens his communicator, but there is no signal. "Aubrey, come in. This is the Captain." This is met with nothing but white noise. The Captain looks like he might vomit.

Frankel looks green about the gills as well, the Doctor notices. He is starting to get a migraine himself, and his extremities tingle. Symptoms of radiation poisoning.

This whole area is saturated with ultra-sigma radiation. There isn't much time. In 5-6 hours, they will be past the point of no return, with lethal dosages of deadly radiation all around.

Von Sturm stumbles towards the gates. "Let's go Doctor. Help me open these doors. We need to get the lay of the land."


Male Andorian Lieutenant jg
T'neth wrote:

"This is T'neth," the ensign answers Ojo. "I'm the only one in Engineering. I left your security detail and Mr. Trent so I could make some adjustments in a Jeffries tube. They were gone when I returned."

As she speaks, T'neth examines read outs on the engineering monitors. "There has been no transporter activity since Chief Ploppleton's 'interference' and the shuttle bay has not opened since the captain's team left on the Junebug. We should confirm that the others are still aboard. Lieutenant, could you scan the Aubrey for lifeforms?"

"Actually, the Hypherzephyrians beamed aboard in the transporter room. Whether they need to the room to do so, or if it was only by choice is unclear. With the two of us being the only exceptions I know of, the rest of the crew was beamed off the ship no matter where they were."

Ojo waits for the result of the lifeform scan that T'neth requested.


Female Vulcan Ensign

"Hypherzephyrians? How could they abduct the entire starship crew? And we're the only ones they didn't take? Why me?" There is a long pause before T'neth continues. "I mean why us, Lieutenant. And these are all peripheral questions. The most important is finding the rest of the crew and getting them safely back aboard. With your permission, I'll return to the bridge, sir."


Male Human Ship's Doctor
Kaspar Von Sturm wrote:
Von Sturm stumbles towards the gates. "Let's go Doctor. Help me open these doors. We need to get the lay of the land."

With minimal help from the captain and Frankel, Callahan pushes open the metal doors. Inside is a large courtyard, paved with white marble paving blocks. Arched doorways lead into the building's shadowed interiors. Several HyperZephyrians stand in the courtyard, all pointing towards one large archway at the far end of the courtyard. Callahan makes his way towards that archway, the other two following after him.

As they passed under the arch, Callahan felt a hot sun beating down on them. On the other side of the arch, he looked back and saw purple clouds in pink sky. Through the arch, though, a bright yellow sun blazed in a clear blue sky.

Down a broad flight of steps Callahan saw a large expanse of sand. Milling about on the sand were hundreds of uniformed Star Fleet personnel. Surrounding the arena, on stone seats that rose up around it, a crowd of HyperZephyrians waits for the games to begin.


Male Andorian Lieutenant jg
T'neth wrote:
"Hypherzephyrians? How could they abduct the entire starship crew? And we're the only ones they didn't take? Why me?" There is a long pause before T'neth continues. "I mean why us, Lieutenant. And these are all peripheral questions. The most important is finding the rest of the crew and getting them safely back aboard. With your permission, I'll return to the bridge, sir."

"Permission? When there's only two of us, a command structure is pointless, T'neth. Do the smart thing until we get the crew back. Get up here, and bring your rifle with you!"

Ojo's voice is a little rougher than usual. He seems excited and more enthusiastic. When T'neth arrives on the bridge, he'll relate the events in the transporter room, and how his rifle behaved after the two attempts to teleport him.

"Maybe it was some leftover field from having recently discharged the rifle, or maybe it was because the weapon passed through that pink bastard, but somehow it protected me from their teleportation attempt!

"You should switch rifles with me. You're better prepared to tend the ship if they try again, and I can try and reenact the same maneuvers with your rifle if they return."


Female Vulcan Ensign

"Fascinating," T'neth says as she switches weapons with the Andorian. "You were able to determine the marital status of the Hyperzehyrian's parents while engaged in combat."

"As long as we're dispensing with the formalities of command, Mr. Ojo, I need an answer to a personal question. What medical conditions should I be alert to since you've lost your symbiote?"


Male Andorian Lieutenant jg
T'neth wrote:
"As long as we're dispensing with the formalities of command, Mr. Ojo, I need an answer to a personal question. What medical conditions should I be alert to since you've lost your symbiote?"

Ojo gives the control panel he's working with a wry grin.

"Starfleet doctors say that I lack a certain 'moral filter.' Andorians have a decidedly less pleasant way of describing it. I view it as highly-focused efficiency. I will take actions that others may consider excessive, even when those actions ensure success!

"Thus the Andorian primate known as a wuklong. They are very empathic and can be trained to develop their empathic impulses to extend to others. The need for the little beast kept me from joining the Imperial Guard on Andoria, but Starfleet policy allows for certain... conditions so long as the appropriate crutch is in place.

"But don't worry, Vulcan. I always know who my allies are."


m Human Captain

BACK FROM COMMERCIAL BREAK

THE HYPHERZEPHYRIAN CASTLE:

Before Koike and Gorchnik can continue their brawl, a bright light fills the dungeon. Purple Hyperzephyrian warriors storm in, and in a mass of tired, confused bodies, the crew of the USS Aubrey is shuffled out into a dusty arena....

...

Callahan's eyes widen as he sees the colliseum full of his fellow crewmen. It is an enormous structure, filled with countless glowing, violet humanoids in the stands. The Starfleet personnel are corralled in ornate pens.

Across the field, other humans are in pens as well. The doctor immediately recognizes the uniforms of Starfleet Science, and a handful of private R&D companies he had previously seen on research vessels. While he is surveying this odd assortment of captives, Von Sturm grabbed him by the arm, and pulls him out of the doorway with a strong jerk.

"Callahan! Get out of there!" The Captain is panting, slumped up against the wall. "We have the upper hand- for the moment, we are not captives..."

The Captain stands up, still visibly ill. "We have a chance to get our crew out of there. Let's not get dragged in ourselves!" He points to a small lean-to, across a strange wooded area of alien vegetation. "Let's get our bearings. Study the surroundings. See what our equipment situation is. Try and contact Aubrey, or Starfleet..." He moves slowly from the fortress.

"And stay as far away from those... wizards... as we can..."


Female Vulcan Ensign

Since the Aubrey is holding position outside the quasar and isn't suffering from continued subspace interference, T'neth goes to the science station to access the library computer. She requests data on prior Star Fleet missions to the Ziegler Nebula, Hyperzephyrians, and scientific data on the nebula. Every query returns the same result: Access Denied.

"It's a good thing you know who our allies are," T'neth says to Ojo. "It looks like someone in Star Fleet may actually be working against us. If I may ask a hypothetical question about security systems, how would you go about bypassing a Star Fleet security lock on a data file?"


M Human

An ...arena? Madre de dios, where are we? Heraclio takes in his surroundings, forgetting the science officer he was so recently pummeling. Now he noticed he was surrounded by his fellow crewmen in some ...well, it looked like an ancient combat arena. He marveled for a moment, noticed the purple-skinned audience, a species he didn't recognize, and was struck dumb with awe.

But then he remembered. He remembered it all. He remembered her. She was here, somewhere. Alive. And she needed him. He'd do what he'd have to save her, even if it meant ...the unthinkable.

He'd kill to save her.


Male Andorian Lieutenant jg
T'neth wrote:

Since the Aubrey is holding position outside the quasar and isn't suffering from continued subspace interference, T'neth goes to the science station to access the library computer. She requests data on prior Star Fleet missions to the Ziegler Nebula, Hyperzephyrians, and scientific data on the nebula. Every query returns the same result: Access Denied.

"It's a good thing you know who our allies are," T'neth says to Ojo. "It looks like someone in Star Fleet may actually be working against us. If I may ask a hypothetical question about security systems, how would you go about bypassing a Star Fleet security lock on a data file?"

"They are designed to not be bypassed. That's the point. Only those profiles with the proper clearances can access--hmmm...

"Lt. Gorchnik and his associates have unusually high security clearances. If we could somehow access any one of their profiles, we could use them to view this data we've been denied access to."


Female Vulcan Ensign

"Grochnik, hmmm... We'd only have to think like a homicidal madman," T'neth shakes her head at the prospect. "Perhaps we should try a different approach. Nobody has had a chance to tamper with the Aubrey's logs. Let's review the sensor readings at the time everyone disappeared." The Vulcan pulls the sensor logs and the video of the bridge and starts looking for energy spikes at the time the crew vanished.


Male Andorian Lieutenant jg

"He might not always have been mad. It could have been something from his previous visit to this nebula that pushed him over the edge."

Ojo heads over to Gorchnik's station at the bridge. He'll search the console to see if there are any personal affects left behind or anything unusual about the station in general.


Male Andorian Lieutenant jg

Not finding anything that might help at Gorchnik's station, Ojo logs in and sees if he has the security access to find anything helpful.


Male Human Ship's Doctor
Kaspar Von Sturm wrote:

BACK FROM COMMERCIAL BREAK

THE HYPHERZEPHYRIAN CASTLE:

The Captain stands up, still visibly ill. "We have a chance to get our crew out of there. Let's not get dragged in ourselves!" He points to a small lean-to, across a strange wooded area of alien vegetation. "Let's get our bearings. Study the surroundings. See what our equipment situation is. Try and contact Aubrey, or Starfleet..." He moves slowly from the fortress.

"And stay as far away from those... wizards... as we can..."

"Yessir, Captain, let's get you two under cover. Then I'll scout around and see what kind of trouble I can stir up." After situating the captain and Frankel, Callahan took stock of their equipment. In addition to the three phasers, they had Callahan's medical tricorder, Frankel's technical tricorder and three useless communicators. Callahan took the two of the phasers, his tricorder and one of the communicators and crept quietly around the edge of the open space, avoiding contact with any of the Aubrey's crew. As he approached the the cages, a woman saw him coming. He held his finger up across his lips, begging her for silence. She nodded understanding and he sidled up to her cage.

"Who are you and how long have you been her?" she asked him.

"My name's Callahan, I'm Ship's doctor for the USS Aubrey, we just got here, wherever here is."

"The Aubrey? Heraclio? Is Heraclio here?" the woman asked, breathlessly, clutching the bars of her cage.

"Heraclio, our helmsman? I don't know, miss, last I saw him he was still on the Aubrey, but it looks like everyone else from the ship is here, so he might be. Who are you and how do you know Heraclio?"

"My name is Adrianna Maria Gomez, Heraclio and I were at the Academy together. I...I was on the Intrepid when we entered the HyperZepherians zone. They make the crew fight for their enjoyment. They can't be touched, nothing seems to stop them. You have to get us out of here!" She was starting to get hysterical, Callahan tried to calm her down but she was too upset. Finally, he stepped back and, using the captain's phaser, stunned her, catching her as she slumped against the bars.[/b]

"Sorry, miss, but I can't have you alerting the wizards. I'll be back."

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