OOC: Because I am replying to half a dozen posts, I didn't quote them. That would take up half a thread at least XD. Btw, good work on the gate!
*While the gate was activating, T'rela grabbed something out of her boot. A small nanite disruptor wide field pistol. She turned to the others.*
T'rela: I am sorry to break what little trust you had in me, but with a gate opening without us knowing who, or what, will come through, I don't intend to take actions. Don't worry, it would be suicidal to attack you.
*She glared at where the figured had stood relaxed against a tree with a phaser set to vaporize. She did not like it. Not at all. However, T'rela knew fully that she was not in command of these men or the situation, so that any decision regarding the shady figure would come from Starfleet. How glad she was that her reflexes would probably safe her in case the figure would strike.
She kneeled down, and prepared for the opening of the gate.*
The Captain: Miss, I'd recommend you stand behind the mob of people, that way then you have a shield in front of you. Why do you think my chair is behind five officers and a Starfleet captain?
*The Operations Ensign leans against a tree, observing the gate while Frank just stands, leaning on his walking stick. While the figure lurks within the bush. *
(I never bother myself with quoting. Never works for me.)
OOC: Because I am replying to half a dozen posts, I didn't quote them. That would take up half a thread at least XD. Btw, good work on the gate!
*While the gate was activating, T'rela grabbed something out of her boot. A small nanite disruptor wide field pistol. She turned to the others.*
T'rela: I am sorry to break what little trust you had in me, but with a gate opening without us knowing who, or what, will come through, I don't intend to take actions. Don't worry, it would be suicidal to attack you.
*She glared at where the figured had stood relaxed against a tree with a phaser set to vaporize. She did not like it. Not at all. However, T'rela knew fully that she was not in command of these men or the situation, so that any decision regarding the shady figure would come from Starfleet. How glad she was that her reflexes would probably safe her in case the figure would strike.
She kneeled down, and prepared for the opening of the gate.*
*When the final chevron activates the wormhole forms producing an unstable vortex that destroys a scanner that was placed in front of the gate. A moment latter two rows of armored guards with staff like plasma weapons begin marching out. As soon as they see the people standing in front of the gate they lower their staff weapons and begin firing. The first few shots hit Kran and Jack but their personal shields easily absorb the shots. The Starfleet officers retreat behind cover and begin fighting back. They notice however that the guards don't seem to have any shielding and their phasers are easily dispatching them.*
Kran: Who are these people? Why do they keep fighting an obviously superior force?
*Moments later a man in Egyptian Pharaoh's clothes steps out of the gate. The gate closes behind him. He speaks in a voice too deep to be human.*
Pharaoh: Jaffa, hol mel!
*The guards stop firing and form up around the Pharaoh.*
Pharaoh: Behold! I am Sobek! Neal before your god!
Only one thing is certain -- that is, nothing is certain. If this statement is true, it is also false. -Ancient Paradox
*When the final chevron activates the wormhole forms producing an unstable vortex that destroys a scanner that was placed in front of the gate. A moment latter two rows of armored guards with staff like plasma weapons begin marching out. As soon as they see the people standing in front of the gate they lower their staff weapons and begin firing. The first few shots hit Kran and Jack but their personal shields easily absorb the shots. The Starfleet officers retreat behind cover and begin fighting back. They notice however that the guards don't seem to have any shielding and their phasers are easily dispatching them.*
Kran: Who are these people? Why do they keep fighting an obviously superior force?
*Moments later a man in Egyptian Pharaoh's clothes steps out of the gate. The gate closes behind him. He speaks in a voice too deep to be human.*
Pharaoh: Jaffa, hol mel!
*The guards stop firing and form up around the Pharaoh.*
Pharaoh: Behold! I am Sobek! Neal before your god!
*T'rela was unimpressed, and spoke after the new arrivals.*
T'rela: Nice to meet you Sobek. I am T'rela. I will not kneel before a man whose divine status is proven only by his men getting massacred. Maybe if you give us a bit more proof?
The Captain: Hah! You must have been hit on the head too!
The Ensign: Captain Frank is correct.
The Captain: Charming! Anyway someone's God, your frontline forces lay massacred against a small expedition force, your only means of transportation are a few rocks with little scribbles, you could make peace and join the Federation, I honestly have no care, so either leave this already taken space or negotiate. Your choice. Now I was hoping for something more interesting then watching weak soldiers fight the Federal Expedition force but hey, I might meet my future self today, who knows.
*Sirius became quickly amused by how the situation unfolded and everyone else seemed pretty calm, even when the guards of a man that called himself God started firing on them. It wasn't long before the Starfleet members dealt with them. When Daniel heard the man in eqyptian clothes called himself a god while his guards were slaughtered he almost bursted in laughter.*
M'Toui was first to speak after T'Rela and captain Frank: Gods are usually more trouble than worth. That's why we killed ours. Hehehe! (laughs loudly)
Sirius followed up: I'm sorry to dissapoint you Mr. Sobek, but what kind of god could you possibly be since you need a protection? That doesn't makes much sense.
Daniel: Well, that leaves us with possible explanation that the man presents himself as a God while he really isn't one.
Scarlett: So a false good?
Daniel: Exactly.
Sirius: In that case I suggest he proves us that he isn't false God and show us some magical powers.
Lissan: Yes, that would be a good idea.
Sobek: Silence! Or you will be punished for your impudence!
OOC: Very nice work on a gate chevron action :cool:
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The Captain: How about we shoot this maqDar qeylIS? Or put him in one of the ship's brigs?
Captain Frank: Are you showing off?
The Captain: Not really.
T'rela: Lets not blow this out of proportion just yet. Shooting somebody could provoke an all-out war, especially since this appears to be one of their leaders. How about we do this Tal'Shiar way: we capture this god and I will interrogate him. You can continue to figure out how this gate opens.
*T'rela pointed her disruptor at Sobek, while lowering the setting to stun.*
*after taking the hit to his shields, Jack dives for cover and spraying a burst from his jem'hadar rifle. Nizure crawls over to him.*
Nizure: You ok Captain?
Jack: Yeah, the shield took it.
*the guy calling himself Sobek comes out and makes his demand. Jack looks to Nizure*
Jack: Scan them.
*Nizure starts taking tricorder readings as the others start questioning Sobek.*
Nizure: He has a personal shield of some kind and a weapon on his wrist. He is technology powered, not supernatural. I am getting some unusual bio reading tho they show as mostly human.
Jack: relay that info to the others.
*Jack takes aim at the group while Nizure relays her findings to the rest of the party*
"The soldier above all others prays for peace, for it is the soldier who must suffer and bear the deepest wounds and scars of war."
Douglas MacArthur - Quote on the dedication plaque of the U.S.S. Ranger NCC-97332-A Armitage class Fleet Heavy Strike Wing Escort.
The Captain: You lot calm down! His men are now fertiliser and he is up against your party, me, that spy, a captain with a dagger in his cane and an armed ensign. Allow me to focus on the important stuff, you lot have personal shields too since you talk about them as if they are nothing special, if you have any spare ones would you mind lending me, Frank and the Ensign one? We have some interesting information.
Captain Frank: Also does anyone have a book on recent history, or even the date? Anything would be useful.
The Captain: You lot calm down! His men are now fertiliser and he is up against your party, me, that spy, a captain with a dagger in his cane and an armed ensign. Allow me to focus on the important stuff, you lot have personal shields too since you talk about them as if they are nothing special, if you have any spare ones would you mind lending me, Frank and the Ensign one? We have some interesting information.
Captain Frank: Also does anyone have a book on recent history, or even the date? Anything would be useful.
T'rela: I cannot give you your current Stardate, because I never got the hang of that system. If you give me a few seconds...
*T'rela quickly did some math in her head, comparing the dates she knew*
T'rela: According to the Christian calender used on Terra, it would be 2410 by now. And Sobek has personal shields? Interesting...
*T'rela begins scanning the personal shields to determine their frequency*
OOC: Maybe it would be best for a move on Sobek's part by now? I mean, I can keep replying to everybody, but we are having these wonderful conversations probably taking minutes, while we have Sobek standing right there with several Jaffa in front of him, not doing anything? Not very Goa'uld of him imho.
T'rela: Lets not blow this out of proportion just yet. Shooting somebody could provoke an all-out war, especially since this appears to be one of their leaders. How about we do this Tal'Shiar way: we capture this god and I will interrogate him. You can continue to figure out how this gate opens.
*T'rela pointed her disruptor at Sobek, while lowering the setting to stun.*
The Captain: Eh, he wouldn't answer anyone he deems below him. I recommend you utilize that fact.
Captain Frank: Are you going to be doing the interrogation for the shadowy organisation? Blimey would that be a first!
The Captain: Ah Frank my friend, I am a better shot and chemist then I am a trickster.
*Sirius and orders are listening at conversation between two men and a Romulan female. After they are finished Sirius joins the discussion too.*
Sirius: Ok, let's not get ahead of ourselves. It is a custom to ask some question first before shooting anyone. As for the brig, we'll determine if he fits there when we have enough information. However, as captain here said, I don't think we'll get much out of him, but we can always try.
*Nizure starts taking tricorder readings as the others start questioning Sobek.*
Nizure: He has a personal shield of some kind and a weapon on his wrist. He is technology powered, not supernatural. I am getting some unusual bio reading tho they show as mostly human.
Jack: relay that info to the others.
*Jack takes aim at the group while Nizure relays her findings to the rest of the party*
*After scanning Sobek, one of Ranger's officer, Nizure approaches Sirius and others telling them about Sobek's technology and an unusual bio reading.*
Daniel: Well, this information definitely confirms that the man is not a real god?
Scarlett: You mean a false god?
*Before Daniel could answer, Sobek raised one of his hands and pointed it towards Scarlett inflicting huge pain to her neural systems. At the moment he saw that Sirius started firing at the Sobek and ordered the rest of his officers to do the same. Several bursts from Sirius' phaser rifle, Lissan's andorian phaser rifle, M'Toui's disruptor rifle and Daniel's assault minigun quickly brought down Sobek's shields leaving him unprotected. Sirius then ordered his officers to stop firing and pulled one of his phaser guns which was set to stun. Before Sobek could point his weapon towards him, Sirius stunned him.
Right after that, Daniel quickly ran towards Scarlett and asked her if she was alright.*
Scarlett: I'll be fine lieutenant. My implants helped me overcome the pain to some degree.
Lissan: (looking at Sobek's unconscious body) It looks like that we'll have to put him in the brig after all.
Sirius: (while putting his phaser gun back to it's sheat) Yes, but first we'll have to take him to medical exam so we can determine what that unusual bio sign actually is. Dr. Keller can take of her.
*Then he taps his commbadge and hails Dragonstar. T'Luminareth responded.*
T'Luminareth: How can I be of assistance, captain?
Sirius: Beam up tagged man directly to sickbay and tell Dr. Keller to do the full medical scan on him. Once she's done, I want her to report to me immediately. Also, send two of our marines to protect Dr. Keller while she is doing exam, and take off all the technology and weapons the man posses.
T'Luminareth: Anything else sir?
Sirius: Actually yes. How is going the symbol processing?
T'Luminareth: We are currently at 39.872159 percent. There is quite a lot of possible combinations so it will take some time.
Sirius: Very well. Keep me posted. Sirius out.
*Moment later, Sobek's body was beamed directly to Dragonstar's sickbay and Dr. Keller immediately stripped it from any technology and started to examine it.*
To be continued...
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The Captain: What? Two hundred years?! Well that means I have my parents and my dog left. And a wreck. Evans you should have been there.
Captain Frank: At least Starfleet stands.
The Captain: Says the bloke who hasn't lost thirty family members. I hope Sobek's the one who sent me through two hundred years! Well you lot had better not hope.
*The Captain gets out of his chair in a great fury but is stopped by Frank and the Ensign as Sobek is transported*
OOC: Well, it seems that ailmere and rahmkhota19 posted ahead of me. Nvm, I hope it doesn't derails the story significantly. And sure ailmere, your characters can get personal shields if they want. Let's just say that some of my security officers gave them to you.
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*Nizure aproches the bodys of the Jaffa, and begins a more detailed scan. before she gets far a eel like thing jumps from the belly of one of the Jaffa towards Sirius. Nizure chatches it in her hand before it gets far.*
Nizure: I belive I have discovered the sourse of the strange bio reading.
*she runs her tricorder by it*
Nizure: it is aome sort of parisite or symbote. Everyone should be carefull around the bodies.
"The soldier above all others prays for peace, for it is the soldier who must suffer and bear the deepest wounds and scars of war."
Douglas MacArthur - Quote on the dedication plaque of the U.S.S. Ranger NCC-97332-A Armitage class Fleet Heavy Strike Wing Escort.
*T'rela did not really care for the dead soldiers. And Sobek had slipped through her fingers, now onboard a Federation starship. She turned her attention to the control panel.*
T'rela (whispering): Subcommander, do you already have decoded the icons on the control panel?
Nine: Not all of them, Commander, but I believe we found out what the seventh symbol is.
*While Nine described the symbol, T'rela walked towards the control panel. She started pressing buttons. The first six chevrons locked. Then she pressed the seventh button. A lock was established. Less than a moment later, the gate fired out the same beam of liquid-like substance it had before, to stabilize into a new active gate.*
T'rela: Well, shall we see what is on the other side?
The Captain: Who wants to go first? I won't until I hear what is on the other side from the less fortunate.
*The Figure pushes an up to date phaser rifle into the Captain's foot from a bush behind the Captain before the Figure creeps quickly into the large bush, the Captain just picks up the phaser rifle and slings it over his shoulder.*
The Captain: Interesting. No one minds if I have this?
*While the Dragonstar's doctor was examining Sobek, he woke up. Sobek became immediately alert of his surroundings, grabbed the doctor by her throat and lifted her of her feet.*
OOC: Sobek should have been out for much longer so they never bothered to restrain him.
Sobek: You will die, Hok'tar!
*Sobek throws the doctor against the wall, knocking her out. He walks over to a table and collects his gear. He presses a button on his hand device that seems to make it function as a communicator.*
Sobek: Ha'tak!
*A fleet of warships consisting of 40 Ha'tak, 70 Al'kesh, 120 Tel'tak, and one Cheops Warship drop out of hyperspace and begin attacking the Starfleet vessels.*
*Back on the surface.*
Kran: How did you- Never mind, we are going to have to put this experiment on hold until we figure out what this Sobek is about.
*Kran's combage beeps and he taps it.*
Ellen: Sir, we are being attacked! A fleet of unknown ships just... appeared and started firing! Their weapons aren't that pow-
*She is interrupted by the sound of a console exploding.*
Ellen: Their weapons aren't that powerful, but there are so many I don't know how long we can hold out!
Only one thing is certain -- that is, nothing is certain. If this statement is true, it is also false. -Ancient Paradox
The Captain: I recommend you get my crew to a safe area.
Captain Frank: Already arranged.
*The three hundred people are beamed down, the one hundred and twenty ensigns are armed with rifles while the freighter workers are carrying emergency supplies and camp materials.*
The Captain: You are efficient Frank.
Captain Frank: We might as well set up camp, if not for us then for the scientists. I think over there should do!
The Captain: Set up that equipment! All defence equipment up first! We don't know how long the ships in orbit can fend off Sobek so let's get a proper base up and running! You lot can help too!
*The Captain walks with the 180 base builders to a nearby clearing, Frank starts issuing orders to the Ensigns while our operations Ensign picks up a spare rifle from one of his friends and joins the group*
*T'rela did not really care for the dead soldiers. And Sobek had slipped through her fingers, now onboard a Federation starship. She turned her attention to the control panel.*
T'rela (whispering): Subcommander, do you already have decoded the icons on the control panel?
Nine: Not all of them, Commander, but I believe we found out what the seventh symbol is.
*While Nine described the symbol, T'rela walked towards the control panel. She started pressing buttons. The first six chevrons locked. Then she pressed the seventh button. A lock was established. Less than a moment later, the gate fired out the same beam of liquid-like substance it had before, to stabilize into a new active gate.*
T'rela: Well, shall we see what is on the other side?
Jack: No. Not yet. I am all for jumping in where angels and fools fear, but I draw the line at this. I get the distinct inpression you know where that goes, and that just adds to the qestions I think we need to answer here first.
"The soldier above all others prays for peace, for it is the soldier who must suffer and bear the deepest wounds and scars of war."
Douglas MacArthur - Quote on the dedication plaque of the U.S.S. Ranger NCC-97332-A Armitage class Fleet Heavy Strike Wing Escort.
*While the Ranger's doctor was examining Sobek, he woke up. Sobek became immediately alert of his surroundings, grabbed the doctor by his throat and lifted him of his feet.*
OOC: Sobek should have been out for much longer so they never bothered to restrain him.
Sobek: You will die, Hok'tar!
*Sobek throws the doctor against the wall, knocking him out. He walks over to a table and collects his gear. He presses a button on his hand device that seems to make it function as a communicator.*
Sobek: Ha'tak!
*A fleet of warships consisting of 40 Ha'tak, 70 Al'kesh, 120 Tel'tak, and one Cheops Warship drop out of hyperspace and begin attacking the Starfleet vessels.*
*Back on the surface.*
Kran: How did you- Never mind, we are going to have to put this experiment on hold until we figure out what this Sobek is about.
*Kran's combage beeps and he taps it.*
Ellen: Sir, we are being attacked! A fleet of unknown ships just... appeared and started firing! Their weapons aren't that pow-
*She is interrupted by the sound of a console exploding.*
Ellen: Their weapons aren't that powerful, but there are so many I don't know how long we can hold out!
OOC. Sobek is on the Dragonstar
Foabynga: RED ALERT. Fire at will. Get me the Caption.
Toechena: go ahead
Foabyngoa: Caption we are under attack by a large number of hostials. Should I beam you up?
Jack: Negative. Do what you need to to see to the safety of the ship
Foabyngoa: yes sir. Helm take us out orbit.
"The soldier above all others prays for peace, for it is the soldier who must suffer and bear the deepest wounds and scars of war."
Douglas MacArthur - Quote on the dedication plaque of the U.S.S. Ranger NCC-97332-A Armitage class Fleet Heavy Strike Wing Escort.
The Captain: We're doing well, I can have twenty ensigns armed with swords and rifles join us for an expedition into that weird portal thing. We can also expect two canopies, five turrets and half a cannon up within the hour.
No. Not yet. I am all for jumping in where angels and fools fear, but I draw the line at this. I get the distinct inpression you know where that goes, and that just adds to the qestions I think we need to answer here first.
OOC: Just because there is nothing in front of it, was that Jack speaking or was this OOC? I am confused xD
*T'rela heard of the news of the massive fleet opening fire on the three Starfleet vessels. She closed the open gate again.*
T'rela: Gentleman, it seems I get to keep fewer and fewer secrets from you. As you might have guessed, I am not operating alone. Contact me on the following frequency in exactly one minute to discuss our plan of attack. Nine, beam me out.
*The green transporter effect was unmistakeable. As T'rela rematerialized, she saw doctor Sater already coming to her. T'rela was grateful that her leg could be patched up decently now. Meanwhile, she entered her command codes in a console, rerouting communication from the frequency she had given to the Starfleet officers. She awaited the hail.*
OOC: Also really grateful for the wiki links concerning the Goa'uld Fleet. Really helps me to determine what we are up against.
The Captain: Alright, I'll get back to base, you lot either help or make your own.
*The Captain jogs back to the base and to a large tent that has just been set up over a lot of listening and communications equipment, a lot of it only partially working.*
The Captain: Use the frequency ensign.
*The ensign inputs the frequency*
A Science Ensign: Yes sir, we have not managed to crack how they are coordinating sir, just the fact they are. We will soon have a picture of the situation on your screen, most of the equipment is functioning, just not at a very good level.
The Captain: Time to see what we can do here.
*The Captain sits down at a desk with a microphone and blank television. The Captain flicks the switch on the microphone after putting the headset on followed by Frank with his own desk and microphone*
The Captain: This is Captain Flynn, I hope you are getting this, the equipment is still being set up.
OOC: Just because there is nothing in front of it, was that Jack speaking or was this OOC? I am confused xD
*T'rela heard of the news of the massive fleet opening fire on the three Starfleet vessels. She closed the open gate again.*
T'rela: Gentleman, it seems I get to keep fewer and fewer secrets from you. As you might have guessed, I am not operating alone. Contact me on the following frequency in exactly one minute to discuss our plan of attack. Nine, beam me out.
*The green transporter effect was unmistakeable. As T'rela rematerialized, she saw doctor Sater already coming to her. T'rela was grateful that her leg could be patched up decently now. Meanwhile, she entered her command codes in a console, rerouting communication from the frequency she had given to the Starfleet officers. She awaited the hail.*
OOC: Also really grateful for the wiki links concerning the Goa'uld Fleet. Really helps me to determine what we are up against.
OOC: yes that was Jack. sorry. went back and fixed it.
"The soldier above all others prays for peace, for it is the soldier who must suffer and bear the deepest wounds and scars of war."
Douglas MacArthur - Quote on the dedication plaque of the U.S.S. Ranger NCC-97332-A Armitage class Fleet Heavy Strike Wing Escort.
OOC: Sorry, robert359. Fixed it. You're welcome, rahmkota19, I thought it would help.
*The Al'kesh and Tel'tak, escorted by 200 Death Gliders, fly down to the planet were they begin offloading troops and bombing the camp. Meanwhile, Sobek found his way to the bridge. He used his hand devise to push the security guard on duty into a wall and then turned his attention to the acting captain.*
Sobek: You will return me to the chapa'ai!
*Kran turns to the captains.*
Kran: Can we use the shuttle to get some air support?
Only one thing is certain -- that is, nothing is certain. If this statement is true, it is also false. -Ancient Paradox
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*While the gate was activating, T'rela grabbed something out of her boot. A small nanite disruptor wide field pistol. She turned to the others.*
T'rela: I am sorry to break what little trust you had in me, but with a gate opening without us knowing who, or what, will come through, I don't intend to take actions. Don't worry, it would be suicidal to attack you.
*She glared at where the figured had stood relaxed against a tree with a phaser set to vaporize. She did not like it. Not at all. However, T'rela knew fully that she was not in command of these men or the situation, so that any decision regarding the shady figure would come from Starfleet. How glad she was that her reflexes would probably safe her in case the figure would strike.
She kneeled down, and prepared for the opening of the gate.*
Join the Deltas today!
*The Operations Ensign leans against a tree, observing the gate while Frank just stands, leaning on his walking stick. While the figure lurks within the bush. *
(I never bother myself with quoting. Never works for me.)
*When the final chevron activates the wormhole forms producing an unstable vortex that destroys a scanner that was placed in front of the gate. A moment latter two rows of armored guards with staff like plasma weapons begin marching out. As soon as they see the people standing in front of the gate they lower their staff weapons and begin firing. The first few shots hit Kran and Jack but their personal shields easily absorb the shots. The Starfleet officers retreat behind cover and begin fighting back. They notice however that the guards don't seem to have any shielding and their phasers are easily dispatching them.*
Kran: Who are these people? Why do they keep fighting an obviously superior force?
*Moments later a man in Egyptian Pharaoh's clothes steps out of the gate. The gate closes behind him. He speaks in a voice too deep to be human.*
Pharaoh: Jaffa, hol mel!
*The guards stop firing and form up around the Pharaoh.*
Pharaoh: Behold! I am Sobek! Neal before your god!
Captain Frank: I can't. Have a bit of trouble with the leg, almost had the thing severed.
The Ensign: Aren't you from Egypt?
*T'rela was unimpressed, and spoke after the new arrivals.*
T'rela: Nice to meet you Sobek. I am T'rela. I will not kneel before a man whose divine status is proven only by his men getting massacred. Maybe if you give us a bit more proof?
Join the Deltas today!
The Captain: Hah! You must have been hit on the head too!
The Ensign: Captain Frank is correct.
The Captain: Charming! Anyway someone's God, your frontline forces lay massacred against a small expedition force, your only means of transportation are a few rocks with little scribbles, you could make peace and join the Federation, I honestly have no care, so either leave this already taken space or negotiate. Your choice. Now I was hoping for something more interesting then watching weak soldiers fight the Federal Expedition force but hey, I might meet my future self today, who knows.
M'Toui was first to speak after T'Rela and captain Frank: Gods are usually more trouble than worth. That's why we killed ours. Hehehe! (laughs loudly)
Sirius followed up: I'm sorry to dissapoint you Mr. Sobek, but what kind of god could you possibly be since you need a protection? That doesn't makes much sense.
Daniel: Well, that leaves us with possible explanation that the man presents himself as a God while he really isn't one.
Scarlett: So a false good?
Daniel: Exactly.
Sirius: In that case I suggest he proves us that he isn't false God and show us some magical powers.
Lissan: Yes, that would be a good idea.
Sobek: Silence! Or you will be punished for your impudence!
OOC: Very nice work on a gate chevron action :cool:
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Captain Frank: Are you showing off?
The Captain: Not really.
T'rela: Lets not blow this out of proportion just yet. Shooting somebody could provoke an all-out war, especially since this appears to be one of their leaders. How about we do this Tal'Shiar way: we capture this god and I will interrogate him. You can continue to figure out how this gate opens.
*T'rela pointed her disruptor at Sobek, while lowering the setting to stun.*
Join the Deltas today!
Captain Frank: Are you going to be doing the interrogation for the shadowy organisation? Blimey would that be a first!
The Captain: Ah Frank my friend, I am a better shot and chemist then I am a trickster.
Nizure: You ok Captain?
Jack: Yeah, the shield took it.
*the guy calling himself Sobek comes out and makes his demand. Jack looks to Nizure*
Jack: Scan them.
*Nizure starts taking tricorder readings as the others start questioning Sobek.*
Nizure: He has a personal shield of some kind and a weapon on his wrist. He is technology powered, not supernatural. I am getting some unusual bio reading tho they show as mostly human.
Jack: relay that info to the others.
*Jack takes aim at the group while Nizure relays her findings to the rest of the party*
Douglas MacArthur - Quote on the dedication plaque of the U.S.S. Ranger NCC-97332-A Armitage class Fleet Heavy Strike Wing Escort.
Captain Frank: Also does anyone have a book on recent history, or even the date? Anything would be useful.
T'rela: I cannot give you your current Stardate, because I never got the hang of that system. If you give me a few seconds...
*T'rela quickly did some math in her head, comparing the dates she knew*
T'rela: According to the Christian calender used on Terra, it would be 2410 by now. And Sobek has personal shields? Interesting...
*T'rela begins scanning the personal shields to determine their frequency*
OOC: Maybe it would be best for a move on Sobek's part by now? I mean, I can keep replying to everybody, but we are having these wonderful conversations probably taking minutes, while we have Sobek standing right there with several Jaffa in front of him, not doing anything? Not very Goa'uld of him imho.
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*Sirius and orders are listening at conversation between two men and a Romulan female. After they are finished Sirius joins the discussion too.*
Sirius: Ok, let's not get ahead of ourselves. It is a custom to ask some question first before shooting anyone. As for the brig, we'll determine if he fits there when we have enough information. However, as captain here said, I don't think we'll get much out of him, but we can always try.
*After scanning Sobek, one of Ranger's officer, Nizure approaches Sirius and others telling them about Sobek's technology and an unusual bio reading.*
Daniel: Well, this information definitely confirms that the man is not a real god?
Scarlett: You mean a false god?
*Before Daniel could answer, Sobek raised one of his hands and pointed it towards Scarlett inflicting huge pain to her neural systems. At the moment he saw that Sirius started firing at the Sobek and ordered the rest of his officers to do the same. Several bursts from Sirius' phaser rifle, Lissan's andorian phaser rifle, M'Toui's disruptor rifle and Daniel's assault minigun quickly brought down Sobek's shields leaving him unprotected. Sirius then ordered his officers to stop firing and pulled one of his phaser guns which was set to stun. Before Sobek could point his weapon towards him, Sirius stunned him.
Right after that, Daniel quickly ran towards Scarlett and asked her if she was alright.*
Scarlett: I'll be fine lieutenant. My implants helped me overcome the pain to some degree.
Lissan: (looking at Sobek's unconscious body) It looks like that we'll have to put him in the brig after all.
Sirius: (while putting his phaser gun back to it's sheat) Yes, but first we'll have to take him to medical exam so we can determine what that unusual bio sign actually is. Dr. Keller can take of her.
*Then he taps his commbadge and hails Dragonstar. T'Luminareth responded.*
T'Luminareth: How can I be of assistance, captain?
Sirius: Beam up tagged man directly to sickbay and tell Dr. Keller to do the full medical scan on him. Once she's done, I want her to report to me immediately. Also, send two of our marines to protect Dr. Keller while she is doing exam, and take off all the technology and weapons the man posses.
T'Luminareth: Anything else sir?
Sirius: Actually yes. How is going the symbol processing?
T'Luminareth: We are currently at 39.872159 percent. There is quite a lot of possible combinations so it will take some time.
Sirius: Very well. Keep me posted. Sirius out.
*Moment later, Sobek's body was beamed directly to Dragonstar's sickbay and Dr. Keller immediately stripped it from any technology and started to examine it.*
To be continued...
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Captain Frank: At least Starfleet stands.
The Captain: Says the bloke who hasn't lost thirty family members. I hope Sobek's the one who sent me through two hundred years! Well you lot had better not hope.
*The Captain gets out of his chair in a great fury but is stopped by Frank and the Ensign as Sobek is transported*
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*The Captain sits back in his chair*
Captain Frank: No chance we could punch Sobek if he was the one creating the anomaly?
Nizure: I belive I have discovered the sourse of the strange bio reading.
*she runs her tricorder by it*
Nizure: it is aome sort of parisite or symbote. Everyone should be carefull around the bodies.
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T'rela (whispering): Subcommander, do you already have decoded the icons on the control panel?
Nine: Not all of them, Commander, but I believe we found out what the seventh symbol is.
*While Nine described the symbol, T'rela walked towards the control panel. She started pressing buttons. The first six chevrons locked. Then she pressed the seventh button. A lock was established. Less than a moment later, the gate fired out the same beam of liquid-like substance it had before, to stabilize into a new active gate.*
T'rela: Well, shall we see what is on the other side?
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*The Figure pushes an up to date phaser rifle into the Captain's foot from a bush behind the Captain before the Figure creeps quickly into the large bush, the Captain just picks up the phaser rifle and slings it over his shoulder.*
The Captain: Interesting. No one minds if I have this?
*While the Dragonstar's doctor was examining Sobek, he woke up. Sobek became immediately alert of his surroundings, grabbed the doctor by her throat and lifted her of her feet.*
OOC: Sobek should have been out for much longer so they never bothered to restrain him.
Sobek: You will die, Hok'tar!
*Sobek throws the doctor against the wall, knocking her out. He walks over to a table and collects his gear. He presses a button on his hand device that seems to make it function as a communicator.*
Sobek: Ha'tak!
*A fleet of warships consisting of 40 Ha'tak, 70 Al'kesh, 120 Tel'tak, and one Cheops Warship drop out of hyperspace and begin attacking the Starfleet vessels.*
*Back on the surface.*
Kran: How did you- Never mind, we are going to have to put this experiment on hold until we figure out what this Sobek is about.
*Kran's combage beeps and he taps it.*
Ellen: Sir, we are being attacked! A fleet of unknown ships just... appeared and started firing! Their weapons aren't that pow-
*She is interrupted by the sound of a console exploding.*
Ellen: Their weapons aren't that powerful, but there are so many I don't know how long we can hold out!
Captain Frank: Already arranged.
*The three hundred people are beamed down, the one hundred and twenty ensigns are armed with rifles while the freighter workers are carrying emergency supplies and camp materials.*
The Captain: You are efficient Frank.
Captain Frank: We might as well set up camp, if not for us then for the scientists. I think over there should do!
The Captain: Set up that equipment! All defence equipment up first! We don't know how long the ships in orbit can fend off Sobek so let's get a proper base up and running! You lot can help too!
*The Captain walks with the 180 base builders to a nearby clearing, Frank starts issuing orders to the Ensigns while our operations Ensign picks up a spare rifle from one of his friends and joins the group*
Jack: No. Not yet. I am all for jumping in where angels and fools fear, but I draw the line at this. I get the distinct inpression you know where that goes, and that just adds to the qestions I think we need to answer here first.
Douglas MacArthur - Quote on the dedication plaque of the U.S.S. Ranger NCC-97332-A Armitage class Fleet Heavy Strike Wing Escort.
OOC. Sobek is on the Dragonstar
Foabynga: RED ALERT. Fire at will. Get me the Caption.
Toechena: go ahead
Foabyngoa: Caption we are under attack by a large number of hostials. Should I beam you up?
Jack: Negative. Do what you need to to see to the safety of the ship
Foabyngoa: yes sir. Helm take us out orbit.
Douglas MacArthur - Quote on the dedication plaque of the U.S.S. Ranger NCC-97332-A Armitage class Fleet Heavy Strike Wing Escort.
The Captain: We're doing well, I can have twenty ensigns armed with swords and rifles join us for an expedition into that weird portal thing. We can also expect two canopies, five turrets and half a cannon up within the hour.
OOC: Just because there is nothing in front of it, was that Jack speaking or was this OOC? I am confused xD
*T'rela heard of the news of the massive fleet opening fire on the three Starfleet vessels. She closed the open gate again.*
T'rela: Gentleman, it seems I get to keep fewer and fewer secrets from you. As you might have guessed, I am not operating alone. Contact me on the following frequency in exactly one minute to discuss our plan of attack. Nine, beam me out.
*The green transporter effect was unmistakeable. As T'rela rematerialized, she saw doctor Sater already coming to her. T'rela was grateful that her leg could be patched up decently now. Meanwhile, she entered her command codes in a console, rerouting communication from the frequency she had given to the Starfleet officers. She awaited the hail.*
OOC: Also really grateful for the wiki links concerning the Goa'uld Fleet. Really helps me to determine what we are up against.
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*The Captain jogs back to the base and to a large tent that has just been set up over a lot of listening and communications equipment, a lot of it only partially working.*
The Captain: Use the frequency ensign.
*The ensign inputs the frequency*
A Science Ensign: Yes sir, we have not managed to crack how they are coordinating sir, just the fact they are. We will soon have a picture of the situation on your screen, most of the equipment is functioning, just not at a very good level.
The Captain: Time to see what we can do here.
*The Captain sits down at a desk with a microphone and blank television. The Captain flicks the switch on the microphone after putting the headset on followed by Frank with his own desk and microphone*
The Captain: This is Captain Flynn, I hope you are getting this, the equipment is still being set up.
Captain Frank: But luckily we can both speak.
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OOC: yes that was Jack. sorry. went back and fixed it.
Douglas MacArthur - Quote on the dedication plaque of the U.S.S. Ranger NCC-97332-A Armitage class Fleet Heavy Strike Wing Escort.
*The Al'kesh and Tel'tak, escorted by 200 Death Gliders, fly down to the planet were they begin offloading troops and bombing the camp. Meanwhile, Sobek found his way to the bridge. He used his hand devise to push the security guard on duty into a wall and then turned his attention to the acting captain.*
Sobek: You will return me to the chapa'ai!
*Kran turns to the captains.*
Kran: Can we use the shuttle to get some air support?