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**begin log**
What a day!!!! I wonder if Katie and Ellen would consider transferring to
Sickbay on a permanent basis?
::scans DNA patterns of fetus::

Hmm... Computer send subspace message to Delta IV.
*beep*
It's a girl!!!!!!
end message
*beep*

I wonder who I talk to to request larger quarters...and a pink crib?

**end log***

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Geez that was a hoot. We really got ourselves in a mess that time. I dont
think Neil realized that the roddenberry ( No matter how great a ship it is)
is no match for 3 ,( let alone 7) Romulan warbirds. But we got away in time
and I resued 40 or so colonists to top it off.Oh well , i guess this is a
lesson to all of us. At least we got brownies afterwards.
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm , i can still taste them. In fact i think i"ll
have another one.........

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::In his fighter, listening to that song, whose name escapes me right
now...::

Music: Everyone knows, that the world is full of stupid people. So meet me
at the
mission at midnight, we'll divy up there. Everyone knows, that the world is
full of stupid
people. But I got the pistols, so hand me the pesos, THAT SEEMS FAIR!
YEAH,
THAT SEEMS FAIR! THAT SEEMS FAIR! THAT SEEMS FAIR! So put all the money
in the getaway car, which won't get me far, with Jon-Luc Picard, and the
United
Federation of Planets...They all speak English anywaaay! (Repeat). ( Lyrics
are probobly
far from perfect, but I LOVE that song! )

Jay: ::singing along, tapping sides of cockpit in time to the beat.::
Computer open Jays
Personal Log, Star Date 9609.06. Begin Recording. Well today I saw our
former CMO
off. He is now Captain of the Lothlorien. He has a competent crew, so
they'll do fine.
Only thing is, almost everyone there is a Lieutenant of some kind. And Neil
slipped in, I
hear he'll be the new XO. But thats okay. And the Admiral came! I saw
Admiral
Clements! I was in shock, I'd never seen so many pips before! I also found
out how
many pips a First Lieutenant has. Ready Gibbs? 2 1/4. 2 1/4! I think I'll
just skip that
rank and go straight to Lieutenant Commander! ::Laughs out loud:: But, if
Neil leaves,
that could be a possibility...or at least a jg. Come on! Respect for the
Comedian!
Speaking of which, 3 people got promoted on the Lothlorain today. The bridge
was, like,
SOPPING WET!!!! You folks all know me! Areil, Ahrele, and (Gasp!) Ryan, all
got the
Gatorade treatment! And the "Lothies" as I call them, liked my weird humor.
::Trying to
envision "Ed" rolling his eyes. Laughs again:: And Ryan has a rather
extensive spaceship
collection! He must be really freakin' rich! And he's got a Fighter! Star
Fleet has
Fighters! YAY! My Z-95 is getting old, but I don't like Runabouts as much as
I like my
Z-95. So a comprimise must be made. Ellen would be proud. But of course,
we all
know a comprimise leaves no one happy, so I don't see why they're *that*
great. Well,
I guess I better wrap this up! Computer, close log!

Music & Jay: Everyone knows, that the world is full of stupid people...

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::Computer, open Personal Log Supplemental Ellen, Stardate 9609.07::
Well, after a couple days of relaxation and focusing programs, I'm feeling so
much better! My mind is clear and emotions under control.
After reading our XO's logs from this past week, I've been able to gain some
insight on some suspicions I'd had earlier regarding the Founders. Apparently
they've found a way to infiltrate the Klingon Empire. Whether or not they've
actually "struck a deal" with the Romulans or are just using their old cargo
vessels remains to be seen.
The Founders are dangerously clever, but they have no honor. They use other
species to gain power and terrorize others. It's too bad--they could have so
much potential for good if they weren't so obsessed with power and control.
We've seen that in many species--even with the Terrans (of which I am half)
in previous centuries. It amazes me how so many species are so different, yet
so alike in their refusal to learn from history. The Founders and the Jem
Hadar--now that's a dangerous combination. Kind of
like the drug lords and gangs on 20th century earth, except on a bigger
scale. The Founders provide the Jem Hadar with what they're addicted to, and
the Jem Hadar do the killing, the torture, the "dirty work." And there is
certainly no honor in using any race or species, especially when they're
"down." The Cardassians were down to next-to-nothing when the Founders moved
in on them. The Klingon Empire had just ended its alliance with the
Federation. A logical (criminally speaking) next step for the
Founders would be to lure in the Romulans somehow. Alone, the Founders, the
Jem Hadar, the Klingons, and the Romulans are no match for the Federation.
But if united--that's a sobering, if not downright frightening, thought. How
can these peoples *not* see through the Founders' smokescreen and see that
they're just being used?
I don't know how it could be done, but if the dependant relationship between
the Founders and the Jem Hadar could be broken, neither would be a dangerous
power. And by not being united as they are now, each could evolve to their
full potential and be a benefit to the universe. It would do Starfleet well,
if they're not already doing so, to find a way to get the Jem Hadar off of
that "white stuff" so they can be independant of the control of the Founders.
This would take a long time, but long-term goals
for the mutual benefit all species everywhere are worth pursuing.
If the Founders are trying to infiltrate the Federation, this will have to be
a battle involving a great amount of wisdom. Brute force just won't "cut it"
this time.
And I still have a nagging feeling that the Changelings on our ship a few
weeks ago wasn't an isolated incident--I strongly sense that it's a strategic
part of a large puzzle.
Ellen out
::Computer, close log::

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Hello everyone,
I am LtCm Julian Pacabel, former Chief Science Officer of the Roddenberry....
Do to circumstances eyond my control, I was forced into a long term family
leave situation.(My modemhas been down and I haven't had the $$ to get a new
one). But I am back and would be very happy to join the crew again. I have
read the logs and it seems that you lack a Chief Science Officer and a
Councilor. I have been trained as a science officer but I have also studied
music therapy and am Betazoid so I could fill in at either posistion. I'll
pop in tonight and say hello.

LtCm Julian Pacabel,
Former Chief Science Officer,
USS Roddenberry, NCC-1995

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::returns to quarters wearing Green Bay Packers jersey and "cheese head" hat.
(Was just in holodeck, program Lambeau Field.199609.09.Packers vs. Eagles).
Flops down on bed::
Yo, Computer, open Person Log Supplemental, Ellen, Stardate 9609.09!
YESSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Nothing like late-20th century United States
Earth sports to get the old blood rushing again and connect with the
Polish-American human half of myself!
THE PACK IS BACK!!!!!!!!! Cheese Heads rule!!!!!!!!!
::scans holodeck files for San Diego Charger games::
Close log--Ellen out.

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Lt. Junior Grade Tolo
Chief Engineer
USS Roddenberry

SD: 9608.4

:::sits at table, drinks coffee, black:::

BEGIN LOG...

Well, I thought that our mission was a success- except for a small breakdown
in the chain of command with Neil and Kurn...but all in all I found it to be
a strong mission by everyone.
:::walks away from table, heads to replicator, gets more coffee::::
I was just in the holodeck, some program that I didn't enjoy as much as I
hoped. I was an engineer onboard a ancient sailing ship of the 16th century.
It is my favorite time period, but not having an automated computer, never
the less a computer at all as an engineer was a little...well...annoying.
:::walks to replicator with glass and the glass is dereplicated:::
It was fun, just not as fun as I wanted it to be. I talked to a friend I have
on StarBase 41.
He says he has some holodeck program that he knew I would like...hmmmm....I
am still wondering what it is. Well, I'll be recieving it tommorow, so I will
just have to wait.

END LOG

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<I am sorry for the error in the title of my last post, it should have been
Tolo personal log, thanks>

Lt. Junior Grade Tolo
Chief Engineer
USS Roddenberry

SD: 9608.4

:::sits at table, drinks coffee, black:::

BEGIN LOG...

Well, I thought that our mission was a success- except for a small breakdown
in the chain of command with Neil and Kurn...but all in all I found it to be
a strong mission by everyone.
:::walks away from table, heads to replicator, gets more coffee::::
I was just in the holodeck, some program that I didn't enjoy as much as I
hoped. I was an engineer onboard a ancient sailing ship of the 16th century.
It is my favorite time period, but not having an automated computer, never
the less a computer at all as an engineer was a little...well...annoying.
:::walks to replicator with glass and the glass is dereplicated:::
It was fun, just not as fun as I wanted it to be. I talked to a friend I have
on StarBase 41.
He says he has some holodeck program that he knew I would like...hmmmm....I
am still wondering what it is. Well, I'll be recieving it tommorow, so I will
just have to wait.

END LOG

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Lt Kate's Personal Log SD: 9609.03

<<Begin Log>>

What a day. I have a headache! I can't believe the things that happened
on the bridge today... especially ME being captain!! That made me incredibly
nervous. I mean, I had been XO once, and thought that that was a lot of
pressure.. XO is nowhere near the pressure of captain!!
I really didn't like to see Kurn and Neil fight!! I was afraid I was
going to jump in or something, and it would turn into an all out brawl!! ; )
And I didn't want to hafta take sides. I mean, I care very much about Neil.
But, I couldn't afford to take sides. I had to remain neutral as I politely
escorted the two out! Plus, I like Kurn. I will not forget, on my first
day, Kurn and I were assigned to work together. He was very nice to me, and
didn't make me feel less important because I was
new. I will not forget that. So I didn't want to damage my friendship with
Kurn either!!!
Captain is a nerve racking position!! I was never so hapy to see Neil,
as I was when he came out of the ready room to take command!! ; )
Then I got to do triage. Interesting. I have some medical skills, but
I wouldn't call myself highly experienced in that area. however, it was
kinda cool! Knowing that you have helped someone out like that. I mean, I
wasn't saving any lives.. those cases I sent to Valdyr!! ; ) But, still I
was doing my part. I can see why people are attracted to the position. The
saving people part is fun, but I'm sure the losing people part is the part
that hurts!
Evacuating colonists is not exactly my cup of tea, but I can't
complain...
It's just that now I am so stressed out. It's been a long day. I am not
feeling well... I need to put on some music and relax...

::pushes buttons.. program of baroque music,including personal favorite
Pacabels Cannon comes on::

::lays down and relaxes::

<<End Log>>

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STARDATE 9609.11
Commander Eileen Shodan
First Officer of the USS Roddenberry
BEGIN PERSONAL LOG
Shodan walks into her quarters with her triplets and canines. They are all
laughing and singing. When she glances at her personal desk-top computer,
she
sees a light flashing. She sits down and activates the computer.

COMPUTER> Income message from First Lieutenant Tamara Zekad-Astro.

Shodan: Begin showing message.

:: beep, beep:: Image of Tamara appears on screen.

Dear Eileen:

Thank you so much for everything! Well, almost everything. I'm sorry to
say the puppy, who we named Eileen, by the way, is becoming a bit of a
terror. Sean is attempting to train her at the moment. He suggested I do the
training as I am on maternity leave for a while, but I assured him that he
had much more experience at command than I do, and I will leave this duty to
him. Annie looks so beautiful in the dress you sent her. She is too young to
appreciate such finery, but I assure you I show her off in her fine clothes
whenever possible. I hid the gift of Talaxian Chocolate Mousse from Sean as
he will consume it all. I munch on it in private, so don't mention it, ok?
I was very sorry to hear about your allergy. I understand that it has
laid you low. Perhaps you should mention the problem to our Chief Medical
Officer, Doctor Kate, as your CMO seems unable to serve you in this (ha, ha).
I hope to see you soon.

Much love,

Tamara

::beep, beep::

COMPUTER> Message complete.

Shodan smiles. I wonder how Tamara hid that chocolate from Sean? He's an
expert at finding hiding places when his stomach is concerned.
END PERSONAL LOG

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( Captives can't write logs, but they can think them :) )

::sitting in the damn cave, thinking, hoping that through some sort of small
link, Ellen
will here this in her head. Why not Valdyr you ask? Well, becuase she's
sitting right next
to me!::

Jay: ::Thinking:: Ellen!! Where are you?? Get us outta here!!!!! ::Yelling
into the air::
Rich? You wanna use your powers for good? Get us out!!!!!!

Valdyr: Jay?!? What are you doing?

Jay: Acting like a maniac...going nuts.

Valdyr: Well, that was apparrent when you signed on...

Jay: Ha Ha. My cellmate is a comedian...

Valdyr: ::shakes head::

Jay: ::thinking:: Gee, I wonder I get promoted when I get back. Considering
my conduct is really "unbecoming of an officer." You thought Kurn was bad!
I beat up Tolo, and I must have killed at least 2 people when I landed before
they got me. Well, here I am. Stuck in a cave with an Orion. Well, hope
insanity doesn't "drive her off the deep end". I don't think that'd be good.
Noooo, sir. Well lets think, I am here. My shuttle is, gee, what'd they do
with it? Hmm, how did this start? Well, Ed and
I were stunt flying through the atmosphere, we landed, and then I got mobbed
as I was leaving. These MORONS don't wanna leave their planet. The star is
gonna go SuperNova. Well, I don't know what I can do. I don't know what
happened to Ed. If Kate comes down and gets caught... Oh yeah! I was CSO
again and everyone got kidnapped! Why does this always happen? Well, if
Kate gets cuaght while I'm CSO, Neil will kill me for sure... Anyway, I got
stuck in this cave, and tied up, but they didn't take
my comm badge or phaser. Well I blew a hole in the ground, and I stumbled
upon a meeting in progress. Well, I dubbed it
the "rebirth of the KKK". Then those nutcases heard me, and tried to get me.
Well, I killed them all. Oh my God! I killed them! I KILLED THEM! Well,
they did try to kill
me, but I... Ugh. I must have something wrong with me. I am really a
bloodthirsty
weirdo... ::out loud:: Computer...Oh yeah. DAMN!

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:: Computer Begin Log::
Damn. That sums up my fealings for this one. I can't belive these people! I
come all the way down there in a nice shuttle to save them and all , and what
gratitude do I get? I be come a prisoner. I wonder where Jay and Valdyr are
right now. Mabye the had those wierd experiments one them. Mabye they're dead
already! I'm Glad im not down there anymore. I sure wish the comm had worked.
WE HAVE to figure out how to save them! I know i will not fire phasers at
that planet while Jay and Valdyr are down there.
the risk is too big. :: End Log::

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***Open Personal Log***

::throws spare dermal regenerator at wall:::
:::sees Jay looking at her apprehensively and bares teeth:::
Why did I ever join *stator*fleet???!!!??? I swear, if that *fedrax'tl*
transporter doesn't lock on to us soon, I will destroy this cave with my bare
hands!!
:::sits down and cries:::
And if my baby dies because these *khest't* idiots refuse to let us help
them, I will swear eternal vengeance on them and their descendants (and the
entire Corellian race, and all of Starfleet, too).

***Close Log***

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Jay: Hey! What the heck did the Corellians do!??????!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!?!?!?
::drops back hand to phaser:: Besides, you couldn't get to Correllia! It's
not in this Space/Time continnium! It's in a whole other dimension...a long
time ago, in a galaxy far, far, away...

Valdyr: ::starts welding him to the wall with dermal regenerator::

Jay: Hey! ::blasts himself free with phaser:: Why'd ya do that!!!

Valdyr: 'Cause your getting on my nerves... ::Bares teeth and nails that look
like they haven't been cut in 200 years::

Jay: ::slowly, but cautousley draws a small knife out of his boot:: Calm
down, we're slowly going crazy... We have to get control of this sitiation.
It's bad enough this 5 star cave doesn't have any food or bell
hops...AAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!

Valdyr: ::lunges at Jay:: THAT DID IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ::swipes at
him::

Jay: ::rolls out of way, gets up:: Okay Pixy face!!!!! ::takes a stab at
Valdyr::

Jay & Valdyr: ::continue fighting::

Narrator : So, continuing their struggle, Jay and Valdyr slowly go crazy.
Will they ever stop? Will they ever get out? Tune in next week!

Valdyr: ::kills narrator::

Jay: ::quick draws his phaser:: Sorry to do this... ::stuns Valdyr::

Valdyr: ::falls to ground:: Ooooooooooohhhhhhh...

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::Walks into the little area he and Valdyr have dubbed "Home". Back from
exploring the cave::

Jay: Honey! I'm Home!

Valdyr: Put a cork in it Jay.

Jay: Well, I'm back from exploring that little meeting place I found. There
doesn't seem to be a way out. Of courrse I didn't check the bodys. You
wanna do that? I'm to tired right now. ::lays down on a soft spot in the
cave::

Valdyr: WHAT! YOU WANT ME TO CHECK THEIR DEAD BODIES!!!!!!!! ::tries to
release all her pheromones at once::

Jay: Yeah...I mean...Oh man! What is that Funky smell! Oh God! You didn't!
::slipping off:: Felk'hr...eat..your...bones...! ::in trance, but trying to
fight it:: Whoa...
what the heck...No...Who are...who cares! You're beuatiful! Agh! What...get
a hold of yourself Jay...get a hold of...

Valdyr:: ::sticks Jay with a "Sleepy Hypo"::

Jay: Check the...bodies...::falls asleep::

One Hour Later...

Valdyr: Well you're up! Did I teach you a lesson? Hmm?

Jay: Maybe...I'm not sure...::Yawn:: What we where talking about...

Valdyr: The dead bodies.

Jay: The Bodies! You're a genius Valdyr! A genius! ::grabs Valdyrs hand::
Come on!

Valdyr: ::runs with Jay:: Um, where are we going?

Jay: To the meeting place! ::stops in front of a pile of bodies:: Good.
Take off your uniform.

Valdyr: WHAT! Jay, are those pheramones still affecting you?

Jay: No moron! Put on the robes! They'd have to come check on these guys
sometime! Then we put on the robes, and give the KKK guys our unforms! We
switch roles! Then we stun the guys outside and break for the shuttle when
the come looking for these guys!

Valdyr: Jay I don't know wether to punch you or kiss you right now.

Jay: Look just change! I thought you liked the robes!

Valdyr: Oh, allright!

Jay: ::turns his back:: ::Gets some other guys robes and changes into it::
Finished?

Valdyr: How do I look?

Jay: Like an Orion in a robe!

Valdyr:: Thanks! You helped me make a decision! ::punches Jay::

Jay: Yowch! Hey! You're pretty strong!

Valdyr: Don't push it flyboy!

Narrator: Will Jay and Valdyr ever get out? Find out next week!

Jay: ::shoots narrator:: Where do they get these guys?!?!?

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::On sofa drinking strawberry-kiwi-banana smoothie, Manhattan Transfer in
background::
Computer, open personal log Ellen, Stardate 9609.10:

Interesting mission. I'm glad I studied up on the Founders and the Jem'Hadar.
I had my first shot at helm tonight. I'm finding it easier to focus my
newly-found empathic abilities. It sure helped tonight. I even got to try out
some skills of diplomacy--
since being an ambassador is my long-term goal, this was a good training
ground. It was risky to set up a com link to the Klingons and Romulans who
didn't want to cooperate with the Founders, but we have a plan ready to
launch when needed. I commend the Klingon and Romulan officers who have the
courage and honor to not give in to the Dominion's selfish plans.
I think we also have to be prepared for any encounters with the
Gnosigans--the Founders have used them as well to strong-arm their way around
the cosmos. Gnosigans have no honor--they fight simply for the sake of
fighting--no goals, just cheap, violent thrills.
::checks console for counseling appointments::
It's gonna be a busy week!
Computer, close log--Ellen out.

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::returning to quarters wearing cheese head hat and Packers jersey #4
(Favre)::
::flops on bed picking confetti out of hair::
Yo, computer! Open Personal Log Supplemental Ellen, Stardate 9609.15

I'm so glad I brought along these football holo-programs! Just saw the
Packers beat the snot out of the Chargers. (I like the Chargers, but not when
they're playing Green Bay!)
There *is* no place like Lambeau Field in the late 20th century!
42-10--almost too easy! I wonder, was this the year the Pack won the
Superbowl (after a 30-year dry spell)? I could check my stats book, but I
think I'll keep myself in suspense and run the programs throughout the
season. Let's see, what's the next program? Ah, Vikings--should be an easy
win. The Pack is back. Cheese heads *do* rule!
Computer, close log; Ellen out.

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:::begins log::

LtJg Tolo
Chief Engineer

Well, I have starting to design a new holodeck program...dealing with the
16th century.
I have gone into the computer refrence to get it exact. I recieved the
holodeck program from my friend, and I was a little dissapointed...well, tell
next time.

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Im glad Valdyr didnt get a chance to swear vengeance on the federation. Thanx
to M-E! I got to taste her great brownies for the first time. Too bad Jay was
forrgotten. Yeh Shodan i bet you "Forgot" :). Just kidding. I cant wiat to be
promoted to LtJg. Itl be great. Jay cant boss me around. not that he ever
does.

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Counselor's Personal Dream Log-> Ellen, Stardate 9609.18

::Tossing and turning in bed; had habanero burritos for dinner. Watched
late-20th century TV programs before going to sleep::

*****If Aaron Spelling took over production of Star Trek...*****

New Series: MELROSE SPACE ::roll clip::

>Ens. Billy: Golly, I didn't know it was against Starfleet regulations to
embellish my application. So I drove a cab rather than a fighter--who's to
know?

>Cpt. Amanda: You'll have to suffer severe punishment.

> Lt.Cmdr. Worf: Shall I escort him to the brig?

>Capt. Amanda: No, take him to my quarters. And Worf, report immediately to
the salon for a makeover!

>Lt Allison: (whines) Ohhhh--the Romulans are following us. And I broke a
nail. Ohhhh!

>Ltjg Sydney: (rolls shoulder and licks lips) I'll take care of them--beam me
over. {{shimmer}} (to Romulan captain) Did anyone ever tell you that your
hairstyle is wildly retro-chic?

>Lt Michael: (in Sickbay) Dammit, I'm God's gift to women, not a doctor!!!!
Oh, wait, I'm supposed to be a doctor. =/\= Jane, report to the spare room in
Sickbay!

>LtCdr Jane: Dr. Mancini, you keep forgetting--you're married to Kimberly,
not me!!!!!!!! And I'm a designer, dammit, not an assistant medical officer.

>Ltjg Kimberly: (walks into Sickbay, wild look in her eyes) Hello Michael.
You'll be glad to know I decided not to blow up the ship--this time.

>Lt Michael: (mumbles to self) Okay, I'm not married to Jane; I did marry
Sydney but I think we got divorced, but then there was always this on-and-off
thing with Kimberly.....(checks personnel records, mumbles again) Dr.
Kimberly Shaw-Mancini..
...(out loud) Hey, Kimberly--this bio-bed isn't being used
now......(fade...transition to engineering)

>LtCdr Jake: =/\= Like, dude, the warp drive is offline again. Can someone
go over to 10-Shooters and get me a beer?

>Cpt Amanda: =/\= All males, drop whatever you're doing right now and report
to my quarters!!!!!!! NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

::End of clip::

::wakes up:: Wow! That was bizarre; guess I had one too many burritos! ::goes
back to sleep, starts dreaming again::

And here's yet another Aaron Spelling Star Trek series................

New Series: DEEP SPACE 90210 :: roll clip::

Lt Kelly: (to Garak) Like, this dress is, like, totally way too long!

Garak: With all due respect, Lieutenant, this *is* the style in the Delta
quadrant.

Lt Donna: Delta quadrant?! How, like, middle class! Do you have *anything*,
like, Alpha quadrant-chic?

Garak: As if!!! I can put in an order and the shipment can be here in 4
solar cycles.

Ltjr Shannon: (Looks exactly like Brenda, but with different hair) Like,
duh, I can't let Dylan see me in any of this stuff!

Lt Kelly: Brenda, I thought..........

Lt Donna: ....like, you died and went to London.

Ltjr Shannon: Like, duh, Brenda was my great-great grandmother. The
Romulans--talk about fashion disasters--kidnapped her, and, like, it just
happened, so now I'm her evil great-great granddaughter sworn to cause as
much trouble as possible. But enough about me--what do you think of my
makeover?

(transition to Quark's)

Evil Queen Valerie: (surrounded by Brandon, David, Steve, Dylan, and every
other male aboard DS90210) Resistance is futile; my mission is to assimilate
all of you. Report to my quarters!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(transition to Captain's office)

Capt. Andrea: Where *is* everyone? We have deadlines! (And I have to catch
the bus to Van Nuys before anyone knows I'm in the wrong ZIP code!!!!!)

::end clip::

::Big TV voice:: COMING SOON TO A FOX STATION NEAR YOU!

::Wakes up:: That does it--no more habanero burritos after 16:00!!!!!!!

End Log
Lt. Junior Grade Ellen Green
Counselor, USS Roddenberry

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Doors to Jays Quarters: Swoosh!

Jay: ::Walks in, dressed in bloody rags and a kilt:: Well, Ellen we be glad I
found output
for my negative emotions! Ha ha! ::sheaths bloody sword:: That William
Wallace
program is intense! I think I should invite Kurn to come with me sometime.

Computer: You have two new messages.

Jay: Oh? Okay. ::sits down at desk:: ::puches button:: Messsage one: ::Ellens
face
appears:: Jay, I just wanted to tell you that your appiontment needs to be
rescheduled.
Please see me about it. Bye! ::Ellen dissapears:: Ah great! Ok, next message.
Message
two: ::Neils face appears on screen:: Hi Jay. Hows Security going? I'm just
leaving this
message... ::Official Boring Security Stuff, don't need to write it::
...Well, have fun!

Computer: You messages are complete.

Jay: Okay. ::Walks into room:: Hey Sam.

Sam: Ruf! ::wags tail::

Jay: Yeah, okay. ::Looks at To-Do list:: Hmm...Okay. Ah! Darn! ::frowns at
PADD::
::walks into room, changes in to StarFleet uniform. Looks at his pips, still
wondering
about the black centered one. Attaches it anyway:: ::Looks at Sam:: Well,
I'm off to the
Brig! Then the Weapons Locker, then the Shuttle Bay, ...then Ten-Forward.

Sam: Ruf! ::wags tail::

Jay: ::pets Sam:: Bye!

Jays Door: Swoosh!

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STARDATE 9609.19
Commander Eileen Shodan
First Officer of the USS Roddenberry
BEGIN PERSONAL LOG
Admiral Shodan opens communication to Captain Jay. "Hey there, Jay, you old
seadog! How are you?"

Jay: "Shodan! I have you to thank for my promotion, don't I?"

"Yes, you do, Jay. I had to pull *many* strings to get your promotion.
Apparently, you have upset a few of the "higher ups" in the USF. I had to
plot to
send them out of town when your file came up for review before the promotion
board. If you'd only behave yourself, you wouldn't have made those enemies,
and
you would have been promoted YEARS ago!"

Jay looks sheepish. "I know. Sometimes I just don't know what comes over
me.
I can act so childish sometimes."

Shodan falls of her chair because she is laughing so hard.

Jay said, "Hey, it wasn't THAT funny! Oh, go ahead, laugh, at least I got my
pips.
And I am ETERNALLY greatful to you for helping me get this promotion. I
sometimes feel like I really didn't deserve it."

"No comment on that last remark. But, anyway, congrats. I've gotta go now."

Communication terminates.
END PERSONAL LOG

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LTCdrGibbs Personal Log
CMO of the Roddenberry
9609.17

Computer, begin personal log
Lieutenant Commander. Woo-Hoo!
Oh yeah. I came back from my highly classified mission last week (
translation: homework) to find that the Roddnenberry was in dire need of some
officers. (Only 10 of us were able to function. Must be the food.) Anyhow, I
was checking the invintory and running dignostics on the biobeds when they
rescued Valdyr... She needed some medical attention. I don't recommend that
pregnant women stay in caves for long. Not even five star caves. Apparently,
Jay was guarded more closely, because I heard that he's
still on the planet, in the form of a chicken. I feel sorry for Jay, but I'm
happy I'm not down there. Well, I guess that we're either going to 1. Leave
Chicken Jay there. Or 2. Get Chicken Jay back to the roddenberry and have
Ellen and I look at him. I'm glad I know whats going on here, I can imagine
some junior officers going "Get a Chicken?!? I don't beleive you. That's not
our mission! I heard were going to blow up some planet now." Oh well...
Computer, Close log

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::Sitting at his desk, mulling over security reports, wonders how Neil did
it. Thinks-
Maybe Neil didn't do it! ;) <<Just kidding Neil! I just needed a backround
for the log.
Kate, Gibbs, Kurn, Tolo, and Ellen, This isn't half as hard as what ever
you're doing!
Everybody on this ship is too good! I count weapons all day, and make sure
McCoy
behaves in the Brig! :)>> Takes a sip of his chocolate milkshake::

Jay: Computer, open personal log, supplemental.

Computer: ::makes an unintelligent beeping sound::

Jay: Well, I made it back in one piece. Well, physically that is. I don't
think my mind is
all together though. Well, as together as my mind can get! :) I still
somehow feel
sympathetic towards chickens. I couldn't eat the roast chicken last night, I
just couldn't
stop thinking about that poor chicken! Geez, what did those weird robe guys
do to me?
Well, I might as well have stayed in the cave. I came back and now I'm
desparatley
fighting to keep my new pip! Somehow, those Admiral dudes have a bit of an
unfair
avantage over a "mis-behaving junior officer". Mainly, 4 more pips! But,
what they hey!
As far as I can tell, we seem to be staying here. At least thats what it
sounds like from
Shodan, "The Sun Goddess". ;) Well, I might as well be prepared. ::walks
over to wall,
presses buttons on a keypad, a small compartment opens:: Well, never thought
I'd have to
use this stuff, but... ::pulls out Kevlar body armor and his own personal
phaser rifle.
Phaser rifle has 34 settings*, cross hairs, and photon grenade launcher on
bottom.
Shoulder piece of armor has a Phoenix painted on it.:: If circumstances
warrant, I'm
gonna have to blow the heck outta anyone who tries to touch me again. I
don't think
those natives are gonna come peacefully. Apparently there has been a
political uprising.
These aren't they same people who wanted to get off they're doomed planet.
::stacks his
gear in the corner:: They talk about the "new ways" and the "old ways".
Normally, the
new guys are trying to take over, but this time it's the old guys. ::looks
at his rack of
swords, under his rack of guns:: ::sighs, looks at paperwork, looks at
swords:: Go fig.
I wonder what holodeck program I'll run today...well, depends on the sword.
::looks at
Joshoua Chamberlains sword**, passes, William Wallace's, no, Sword of Merlin,
uh uh,
AH! Excalibur!:: ::pulls Excaliber from its sheath:: Oh! I got a fun Idea!
::puts on Kevlar
chestplate:: A little ahead of its time, but lighter. ::sheaths Excaliber::

Jay's Door: Swoosh!

Jay: ::Walks to holodeck:: Computer, run program Ellen Cheesehead one,
minamal pain
aspects.

Computer: Complying...Formatting...Complete.

Holodeck door: Swoosh!

Jay: ::Walks in Holodeck, sees Packers pounding on the Eagles:: AW RIGHT!
::unsheaths
Excaliber, jumps into the fray::
Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh!!!!!!!!
::slashing this way and that, takes out the Packers Defensive line::
AAAAAHHHH!!!!!!!
::Takes out Packers offensive line:: Yeah! Now THAT is a voilent sport!
::starts to sheath
Excaliber::

Voice: Not so fast Arthur wanna be!

Jay: Wha?!? ::turns around, drawing Excaliber::

Ellen: ::stands at the oppisite end of the field, wearing cheesehead hat.::
Computer,
replicate Kahless's Bat'leth. ::Bat'leth appaers in her hands::

Jay: ::gives Ellen one of those priceless confused faces:: The Cheesey
Klingon Knight?

Ellen: Yeah? Well, you look like a Stormtrooper with a sword! C'Mere.

Jay: Okay, If thats what you want... ::charges Ellen, slams Excaliber on the
Kahless's
Bat'leth::

Ellen: ::recoils, slashes at Jay::

Jay: ::parrys the blow, makes a long sweeping slash::

...And so the Battle rages on. You can use your imagination from here.

* Setting include: Shake n' Bake, Deep Fry, and Reduce to a digusting little
pile of Ash.
** They're replicas.

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::A little bummed because the Packers lost to the Vikings (barely) in last
night's holo-game but is confident that THE PACK IS STILL BACK!!!!! Laying
on sofa with feet hanging over the back and head hanging down to the floor
listening to a Peter Gabriel CD::
Computer, open Personal Log Ellen, Stardate 9609.23:
BEGIN LOG

I have a good feeling of accomplishment after this past mission. Although my
long-term goal is to be an Ambassador, I didn't expect to be so heavily
involved in diplomacy as a junior officer. With the way things have been
going, the last thing I would have expected was to coordinate efforts between
the Klingons, Romulans, and us! We aren't on the Klingons' and Romulans'
"Favorite People List" nor are they on each others' "Favorite People List."
But we cooperated and successfully completed a mission.
Heck, we're even getting a Klingon song out of this!
We're all having fun helping Valdyr choose a name for her baby. The due date
is rapidly approaching; we really should throw her a baby shower.
I'm concerned about the Captain. I think the stress of this mission has kind
of gotten to him. He keeps mumbling things about "X-Files" and "severe
punishment."
Ellen out.
CLOSE LOG

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***Begin Log***

:::packs antigrav suitcase for Delta IV:::
:::humming "Moonlight Serenade":::

This motherhood thing is really starting to get on my nerves. Maybe I should
ask Scully to not put me on away teams until the baby is born. Or maybe I
should just stay on Delta.
:::looks at clock::: Pixy's shuttle should be arriving any minute now. I am
so glad my sisterwife could come with me...even if my other mates are
considering breaking the bonding. Oh well, I'll always be welcome on Lord
Torax's estate on Qo'noS. Perhaps I should take a maternity leave...a
permanent one.

***Close Log***

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:::walks into quarters, orders ice water from replicator, sits down and
begins log:::

Well, after I had many responsibilities last time, I decided I needed more. I
reported to engineering, and managed to increase warp core power. On to a
more enjoyable experience...I visited the 20th century on the holodeck. Late
20th century...I wanted to get a first hand experience of the "advanced
physicists" of that time...of whom I find to be the most interesting
physicists in a while. I went to Cambridge, that was most intertaining, then
Miami University in Florida...a lot different I must say...

END LOG

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Thought float free......................
~~~~~~ I see the sky touch the earth~~~~~~
~~~~~~I see darign as a person~~~~~~
DARIGN BURNS AS THE BOWELS OF THE EARTH OPEN THE DESTROY
~~~~~Darign!~~~~
~~~~~Thoughts are lost , memories forgotten~~~~~~
Arrrgggg! I cant... cope ....with.....this...!!!
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::sitting on his couch in his quarters. HIs combat gear lies askew at the
foot of the
couch.::

Jay: Computer, open Personal Log

Computer ::can you guess?::

Jay: Well, supposedly, this is my off-duty time. Not for me. If there's
Bothans, I can't be
off-duty. ::cradles his phaser rifle in his arm:: I bet those #EXPLETIVE#
have taken our
measures all ready! But , I don't care, They won't find anything. I reworked
all the
phasers to shoot high-intensity lasers now. Thats what they use in this
world. I also re-
configured the shuttles for high-intensity lasers, the extra energy will go
to sheilds.
They're gonna need 'em. I already flew MY fighter versus them, and it runs on
this worlds
technology! We are in a bit of trouble. Which reminds me, Scully let me and
Rich take
the Shuttles for attack runs! YIPEE! I knew he'd wise up. Becuase in this
world, we are
gonna need a lot of fighter pilots. I also heard from Scully a side comment.
I'm not sure
I interpreted it right, but it seemed to translate to: Auto-Destruct. It was
in the heat of
battle, with a then unknown entity, so I understand. But I don't think
self-destruct is
plausible right now. Oh well...Computer close log.

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computer open personal log
COMPUTER: OPEN
Ensign Carey's personal log stardate 9609.25

Where shall I begin? Well, first off, we get thrown into the Delta Quardent
by this wormhole we know nothing about. Then we get attacked by this alien
ship, which, by the way, without my help we wouldn't be able to disable it.
When I say disable I mean destroied half their ship, by something that would
kill us or them. I didn't tell the crew that if I increased the weapons by
200%, it might have kill us instead of them, but I have to do what I though
was right. And now Tolo and I must get plasma from
the warp core and see if we can disable them, permently.
Close log

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STARDATE 9609.26
Commander Eileen Shodan
First Officer of the USS Roddenberry
BEGIN PERSONAL LOG
My dear, sweet friend, Kenta, got promoted to Captain. There is good and bad
news in that. I am glad that Kenta got promoted to Captain, however, the
circumstances that led to his promotion are sad. My dear, sweet buddy,
Shearn, was commanding the Agamemnon. Shearn was forced to leave the USF due
to family problems. I was SO sad to see him go. So was all of his crew.
And so was all of the crew of the Potemkin. Everyone was sad to see Shearn
go. Absolutely everyone. Even Badon. However, this
led to an opening for Captain. So now Captain Kenta Badon is the commanding
officer of the USS Agamemnon. In all of its entire history, the Agamemnon
has always been commanded by someone who was originally from the Potemkin.
That is a pretty neat piece of history. Something for the trivia records.
END PERSONAL LOG

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****Begin Log****

Well, it happened again.Today we entered another wormhole and came out on
the wrong side
of the galaxy.We met hostile aliens who almost destroyed the ship, but this
time they appear
to be more advanced then us.
I remember a long time ago when this same ship was in a similar
situation.From stardate
9512.05 to 9601.24 this ship was trapped in the M31 galaxy, a few million
light years away.
The aliens there had less advanced weapons but also the ability to create
artifical wormholes
out of empty space...

***End Log****

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Open Personal Log Ellen, Stardate 9609.30.

This one is going to have to be quick--there is another session scheduled in
about 10 minutes. This is a bizarre region of space. Still it will be
interesting to try to interact with such a different species. I am hoping
that diplomacy will be possible, but I doubt that it's probable. Unless of
course these beings respond favorable to our knowledge of thier communication
and culture as briefed to us by LtJr Jay. If cooperation between Klingons,
Romulans, and us was possible just a short time ago, could
one not reasonably hope for cooperation with this species? Time, I am sure,
will tell.

::Computer: Counselor, your next client is here.::

Close Personal Log. Ellen out.

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Personal Log
Lieutenant Commander Gibbs
CMO, 2nd Officer
9610.01

Computer open personal log
Nothing like a visiting specialist to remind you of how ignorant you are. I
know... fairly little about trills. Wich is not good seeing as how there are
a number of trills/hosts serving on the Roddenberry. I really should
subscribe to the Trill physiology padd.
I was posted as second officer, but that's overshadowed by the fact that Rich
is barely hanging on to life. Even though were monitering his vital signs,
I'm afraid that we caould lose him. I really hate losing patients...

Computer, close duty log

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::In his quarters, thinking that, finally, he can relax, because his shift is
over::

Jay: Computer, open Sound file Soundgarden, "Burden in my Hand". Also open
my
Personal log.

Computer: Opening Log. Log Open. Opening soundfile.
~Follow me intoooo the Desert...Thirsty as you areeeeeee~

Jay: Well, thank God the Bothans left. But that really doesn't matter. I
started out today
in Engineering wth Tolo and Carey. We were nursing our ship back to health.
Unfortunatley, because of a MAJOR mistake, by me, I forgot to send my report
to Tolo.
He ordered Carey to start working on the warp engines. Well, becuase of this
universies
different scientific laws, we started generating way to much power for our
own good.
Power fluxs reeked havoc all over the ship. Well, he finally evened it out.
Then, while
Kurn was taking care of other things, Rich ran off. He was supposed to be
fixing the
Tactical panel. So instead, Ens Jones had to fix it, and you know how
incompetent he is.
::sighs:: Well, using those wonderful Security access codes I'm allowed to
have, Kurn
and I got him out of his quarters. I escorted him to the Brig, where he
would have been
held, had he not shot himself. Gibbs, the Wonder Doctor saved him. If I'm
allowed to,
I'm going to put a ban on him from having any kind of weapon, for his own
good.
Finally, as everyone was ready to deliver Valdyrs baby, I was at Tactical.
Iwas scanning
and found a rather large ship heading towards us...

Computer, Close log.

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****Begin Log***

Well I was shocked today! I have never had any subordinate officer
disobey a direct order
like Ensign Rich did today.Anyway he is spending his time in the brig, as
usual.One good thing
though, this is really making Ensign Carey and Ensign Jones look pretty good!
If Rich keeps this
up they will both get a promtion out of it! <J/K ;)>
On a serious note, we have discovered another alien vessal heading our
way,this one appears
to be larger then the last.We are hiding in a nebula untill full repairs can
be made, but I believe
battle is unavoidable...

****End Log***

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::still in the holodeck simulation of the Starfleet computer programming
center::

Computer open personal log

Ensign Nick Carey's personal log stardate 9610.04

I'm inside a holodeck simulation of the Starfleet's computer programming
center, hoping I can come up with a way to destroy this "mother ship" that's
coming this way. Since we are out of photons, I don't think the captain will
let me use the main deflector dish anymore, because of what happen last time.
I have one opinion right now, but I think the captain will let me beam to
their ship to implant a virus. I'm thinking about using the tractor beams or
do a trick I simulated when I was in the academy.
The computer is still doing the simulations on these ideas, hopefully I of
these will work.

Computer close log

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::In quarters for a brief rest. Still wearing surgical scrubs. Requests
Mozart's "Eine Kleine Nachmusik" while flopped on bed and sipping an Amaretto
hot chocolate.::

Personal Log Ellen, Stardate 9610.05.
"Lawdy, Miz' Scarlett! I don't know nuthin' 'bout birthin' babies!"
(Butterfly McQueen as "Prissy" in *Gone With the Wind*)
Well, actually, Valdyr's labor is going well so far, albeit sooner than we
expected! And I guess with her lovely mint-green skin we couldn't really call
her "Scarlett"! Although I'm unable to have children (and past the age where
I really want to) the whole birth process still amazes me. Some philosophers
call it a "miracle" and I'm inclined to agree. I know it can all be explained
scientifically and medically, but there is unmistakeable sense of awe and
wonder surrounding new life. And the occasion is
even more joyful because things have been worked out with all four mates, so
Roja's father will be staying after all and Valdyr's happiness as a new mom
won't be marred by a divorce. I'm grateful to be able to coach her in
relaxation breathing and visualization--it helps me to stay relaxed as well.
I've assisted in only one other birth before, so I feel very much like the
"rookie" of the bunch. I am honored that Valdyr chose me to be among those
present at the birth.

VALDYR'S VOICE ON COMMUNICATIONS SYSTEM: <<Qui'zuk, if you don't get that
@%^*&%$#$&%$#%%@ tricorder out of my face, I'll take it and
shove..............>>

I think I better get back to Sickbay *now*!
+taps+ Valdyr, Qui'zuk--hang on; I'm on my way!
CLOSE LOG. ELLEN OUT

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***Open Log***

:::relaxes in a hot bath:::
:::"Die Meistersinger Von Nurnberg" playing in background:::

The contractions finally subsided...why didn't anyone tell me Orion births
are incompatible with Deltan babies? I wonder what Mother did? She at least
had a Deltan to help her, and not some silly elf with a tricorder and a
know-it-all attitude. Maybe that's why my psychic powers aren't as
developed...not to mention growing up with pirates!

:::initiates subspace communication to Orion Confederacy to check on status
of Alteriox-class fighter:::

***Close Log***

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StarDate 9610.6

Stupid holdeck! :::kicks main panel::: I said StarBase 56 operations! Not
StarBase 65! :::checks panel::: Wow. Looks like this holdeck is
malfunctioning...move repairs. But that is what an engineer is supposed to
do... ideas, ideas...oh yes, :::reroutes main ODN power line to diagnosics in
the holodeck main panels::::
<Computer: StarBase 56 Operations Area...ready.
Very good, computer.
<Computer: Thank you.
Hmm....perhaps I over did the repairs.

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****Begin Log****

Today was one of the best missions I have had on the Roddenberry in
long time.After disabling the alien vessal we headed to an M-class planet
to repair our significant damage.
Thats when I detected the Bronze Age culture on the planet.I offered to
lead an away team to the surface to study the culture, but Gibbs is acting
XO so he got to do it.
Anyway, the reason I liked this mission so much was because we got
back to the basic mission of Starfleet: "To seek out new life and new
civilizations, to Boldly go where no one has gone before..."
Don't get me wrong- a good battle is always nice, but since we have been
here, over half of the crew has died or been injured from all the battles we
have had....

***End Log***

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::Lying on his couch, now countng tiles in the main rooms ceiling::
::REM plays in the backround::

~It's the end of the world as we know it. It's the end of the world as we
know it. It's the
end of the world as we know it, I feel fine. ::Da dada da da da da dada
dada::~

"Computer, Open Jays Fabolous Personal Log!"

Well, I started out today at three different positions, more than I can
count.
Aaaaannnnnyyyywaaaaayyyyyyy, we did a lot of cool stuff. Scully showed us
that he
used to be a science officer, and he seemed to be a good one. I always
wondered what he
did besides SOG. Speaking of SOG, just before we got stuck here, Commodore
Mitch
resigned. For those of you who don't know, Mitch and I had a rather
unsettling argument,
and I managed to get noticed by the higher ups too, but not in a good way.
Unfortunatley, I also dragged our wonderful resident AMO into it, for which I
am
regretfull. Anyway, Mitch blasted me time and time again, and (Silly me!) I
retaliated.
Am I straying...? Wait, this is my personal log, I can do anything in it! I
do so love these
cool things. Oh, yeah. ::Laughing hysterically:: I sent an apron and a
dress to Kurn. I
wonder if he got them yet...
ACTION>> A BAT'LETH SLAMS INTO AND THROUGH JAYS DOOR
Yup! He got it! ::Snuggles back into couch, looks up again:: 256, 257,258...

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::Taking a break in Sickbay while Valdyr is sleeping::
Computer, open Personal Log.Ellen, Stardate 9610.08
BEGIN LOG
::speaking softly::
I'm glad that Valdyr is able to get some rest. She had a rather nasty bout of
nausea after the "turbulence" on our ship. We were both concerned that Roja
might have been traumatized, but between Valdyr's telepathic communication
with her, and my empathic sense, we determined that Roja is fine.
I'm really enjoying helping out in Sickbay--counseling and Sickbay duty go
hand-in-hand. And it gives me a chance to use my EMT training. This will be
my first real (i.e. non-holodeck) birth, so I'm very excited about this! I do
so hope that things on the ship get back in order by the time Valdyr goes
back into labor--not only so the birth will be as uncomplicated as possible,
but also so Shodan will be free to assist with Roja's birth.
::Valdyr wakes up::
Valdyr: Did I miss anything?
Ellen: No, it's been quiet down here. I'm glad you could get some sleep. How
are you and Roja Kathryn feeling?
Valdyr: Fine--I believe Roja is getting eager to make her grand entrance!
Ellen: Well, we are all looking forward to meeting her. Would you like a cup
of hot Darjeeling with cream and sugar?
Valdyr: Please!
Ellen: Coming right up! Wait a sec--I forgot to turn off the log recorder...
COMPUTER, CLOSE LOG. ELLEN OUT

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:::flings self on biobed, sobbing:::

Ellen> What's wrong, Valdyr? ::hands her a kleenex::

Valdyr> A subspace message just came through...my bond-group has split
up!!!!! My mate hopes we can be "just friends"!!!! And he's Roja's
father!!! He didn't want to be "just friends" then!!!! :::screams and
thrashes, curses her ex-mate:::

Ellen> How awful!! ::hugs Valdyr::

Valdyr> :::continues to cry:::

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StarDate 9610.14

Personal Log

There is not much to talk about, right now I am thinking harder than I ever
had. I need to think of some ideas...but what? :::thinks:::: Hmm... maybe
that's it!
:::Runs to engineering::::

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AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.............................................
Boy i loooove bubble baths in a jacuzzi. I can't belive i was promoted! Guess
it's that good ol' Edward charm working on the ship. Well... mabye not. I'm
glad to get rid of that nasty old ensign title. It sounds demeaning. Now Ltjg
Ed. THAT is a spiffy name. And I still fly the ship.
Hahaaaaa..................

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::in quarters listining to Weird Al Yankovic in the background::
::La-la-la-la-la-lasagna::
<Open Log>
Well I helped deliver Valdyr's baby. I never did that before and I think it
wen't well.My early missions in Acadamy were Med ones. Anyway, Ellen helped
me overcome my flashbacks to the Essex. I still hate them, but i have to put
the past behind me. I'm gonna take a nap.

<close Log>

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:: listening to Phil Collins' "Both Sides" trac while packing for shore
leave--will rendezvous with Dave and spend a few days in Wisconsin on the
Terran homeworld for our wedding anniversary::
This is the kind of day that makes a counselor happy! Valdyr delivered a
beautiful daughter and they are both healthy and radiant.
I was finally able to help Ens Rich make a breakthrough in his inner healing.
The flashbacks, though painful, brought the past traumas that were at the
root of his anger and borderline paranoia to the surface. We talked about
what he remembered and the emotions he was experiencing. He was able to
express his emotions in a positive way and take the biggest and most
difficult step in recovery: he expressed the desire to deal with the past
traumas and work with me on healing them so that he can be empowered
to get on with his life and have a successful and healthy future. I am so
proud of him!
::starts to close suitcase, pauses, gets black lace peignoir set from back of
closet and puts it in suitcase. Smiles. Closes and locks suitcase.::
My shuttle should be leaving soon!
END LOG. ELLEN OUT.

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****Begin Log***

Today was more of a physics seminar then a duty shift on a
starfleet vessal.At least on the bridge.Down in sickbay LtValdyr
is having a baby!
Anyway, we still haven't found a safe fast way home, but I think
that the Captain is either going to think of a way himself, or we will
use Lt Tolo (Who, by the way just got a promotion, as did Ltjg
Edwards! Congrats to them!)

***End Log****

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:::relaxes on bed, with Roja fast asleep in her arms:::

What a day!!! Roja is nearly three hours old now, and we'll be able to leave
sickbay tomorrow morning. Ellen has been very helpful in dealing with
myfelings over my failed marriage. I have come to realize that the breakup
was inevitable, and I shouldn't blame my career on the Roddenberry for
causing it. I wish Roja had a father, though. There are a lot of male
officers on this ship...perhaps I can one of them to spend some "quality
time" with her...and give me a break!
:::Roja wakes up and starts crying:::
WAAAAHHH!!!!!

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SD: 9610.21
Lt. WIlliam Tolo Personal Log

Well, right now I am going over my quantum mechanics, and subspace
mathematics. I believe my new plan is flawless, and now I am getting together
my calculations. :::takes deep breath:::One theory down, 39 to go.

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::In the Holodeck, in Shakesperien dress, walking next to Benvolio. (If you
can see where
this is going)::

Jay & Benovlio: ::Mindless chatter about stuff, Capulets, and why we hate
them::

Tybalt & Kinsmen: ::Approaches:: Mercutio.

Jay: What?

(At this point I'll take this to modern English)

Tybalt: You're friends with Romeo. Well gee then, He's a Montague, so I
guess I hate
you.

Jay: Friends? Geez man? What you been smoking?

::Enter the worlds biggest sissy, wuss, and loverboy ; Romeo::

Romeo: How ya' doin' Tybalt?

Tybalt: Man, I hate you! You're a freak!

Romeo: Oh, ok. ::Walks away::

Jay: ::To Romeo:: You gonna take that? ::To Tybalt:: C'mon Tybalt! I'll take
you!

Tybalt: You're on!

Jay & Tybalt: ::Fighting::

Romeo: Benvolio you nut! Help me stop 'em! ::Steps Between Jay & Tybalt::
Quit it
Morons! The Prince said not to fight!

Tybalt: Shut up! ::Takes a stab at Jay under Romeo's arm::

Jay: ::Read the book, sees it coming, jumps away:: ::To self:: I'll write a
new ending to
this chapter, with my rapier as co-author! ::Slashes and catches Tybalt in
the stomach.::

Tybalt: Auh! You Cretin! ::falls dead::

Jay: Yipee! ::Holodeck fades around him:: I always thought that scene was
unfair. Now it
doesn't have to be!

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::listening and singing along to "Cat Scratch Fever" while unpacking from
anniversary trip; resets chronometer from Wisconsin time to Roddenberry
time::

That week sure went by fast! Dave and I had a wonderful time with my family
in Wisconsin (even though this was his first time meeting most of them!). Our
anniversary was perfect: the day started out sunny and crisp, then it rained
a little, then the sun came out again. We visited the Milwaukee Art Museum
and saw the new exhibits from Rija and Delta IV, as well as the 20th century
Haitian collection. Afterwards, we took a walk along the lakefront and found
a place that makes the best hazelnut latteccinos!
At night we partied--my folks threw an anniversary bash that will be talked
about for generations! It was wildly retro-Polish-American-Southside
Milwaukee--yup, it was held in a bowling alley! Very chic!
By now Dave is back at the Academy, more than likely facing a mountain of
projects stacked on his desk. And though I miss my husband, I am happy to
again be with my "family" aboard the Roddenberry.
CLOSE LOG. ELLEN OUT.

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::sitting in quarters::
Computer, open Log.
<Log Open>
9610.29
I was Helm/Sec tonight. I piloted the ship out of encounters with Klingons
and through a wormhole. I suggested the idea of sending out distress/friendly
signals to the Klingons so they wouldn't think we were hostile. That was the
first time someone on a Federation ship accepted one of my ideas. Edwards got
promoted, making me the only Ens. Egad! Oh well.
<Close Log>

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::walks into the holodeck and enters the program Valdyr gave him::

Computer open personal log

Personal log Stardate 9610.30

As of yesterday I am a Lieutenant (JG). I have been waiting for a promotion
for a long time, and I'm happy.
Oh god what a mission, we entered Klingon space after we came back from that
other place. I had to keep my Romulan instincts from taking over my human
instincts and my Starfleet instincts. As much as I wanted to fire on the
Klingons I just couldn't, but one of these days I will get the oppotory to
kill a Klingon. I just have to be patient.
::getting into the character of the holo-novel::

Computer close log

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Computer..... play Alternative Polka from Wierd Al Yankovic's Bad Hair Day
Cd.
Compter>::Beep BOoooo:: Please specify.
What do you mean? Play it!
Computer> :: Beep BOoooo:: Please specify.
Damn thing. Can't they get any decent music on this tub?
Comoputer> Please specify.
Shut up!
Computer>......
:: Walks to Holodeck::
Computer. Begin Program Ed 4.
Computer> Enter when ready.
::Walks into hanger bay of Modified FRG Shamus
Thats more like it! :: Jumps into Cockpit of Tie Defender::
::Launches into unknown::...............................

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::Walking to HoloDeck, because he can't return to Duty quite yet...::

Computer, run program JayBT: Trial of Grievence
Comp> Loading...Enter when ready
Yeah...
::Looks at his Mech, sees the Green Flacon with a Katana in its claw::
We are Jade Falcon, Great among the Clans...::Hops in::
MechComp>Startup sequence Initiated
Lets Go! Full throttle! ::Into Comm:: Squad! This is Nova Commander Jay,
formation Echelon Left! Lets Go!
MechComp> Enemy Powerup detected
Activate tageting Computer, mark enemies 1, 2, 3 and 4. Switch to LRM20's.
Computer, give me a read on target one.
MechComp> StormCrow...Scanning signal...Clan Wolf.
Bandits are HOSTILE, repeat Bandits are HOSTILE! Engage at will!
::gets Target on in his sights, fires LRM20's::
MechComp> Incoming Message
Bravo 5> Nova Commander! This is Bravo 5! We have Bandits on the North Ridge!
Its a trap!
There is no honor in a trap!
Bravo 5> They're Wolf Clan...What'd you expect...
Bravo 3> Bravo 5, Nova Commander, I'm reading 20 StormCrows on
the...::EXPLOSION::
Bravo 2> They got Bravo 3!
Falcons! Form up on me! Wedge Formation! Defense! We're heading back! Alpha
Assualt! Do you copy?
Alpha Assault> Copy Bravo Leader.
Head back to the drop ship! Bravo Squad will cover! Get back!
Alpha Assualt> Copy that. ::off:: Ok Falcons! Move it out! Head back to the
dustoff!
Bravo Squad! Move it back! Fire all LRM20's at remaining targets, then use
PPC's!
Bravo 2> Copy that!
Bravo 5> Copy Commander.
Bravo 4> Copy.
Good...Bravo 4, take up the right!
Bravo 4> Sir, we're running out of ammo!
Mech Comp> Enemy power up detected
Bravo 2> Fire Moths! Incoming!
Full Blown Retreat! Get outta here! Alpha Assualt! We're taking heavy fire!
Cover us!
Alpha Assault> Copy that! Cover is on!
No! Stay at the drop ship! We're coming in!
Alpha Assault> Roger. Visual confirmation. Watch for that FireMoth!
::Fire several blasts at the FireMoth::
All onboard?
Alpha Assault> All on sir.
Lets get out of here!
Computer, Freeze program, and save.
Comp> ::Makes a beeping sound::
*Someone's* been tinkering with my program...::Storms out::

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::walks out of the holodeck after spending 6 hours in there. Goes into the
turbolift::
Deck 7
:exits turbolift and enter his quarters::
Computer open personal log
Computer: open

Lieutenant JG Nick Carey personal log Stardate 9611.08
Oh boy, what a very stressful day I had. First I was placed in charge of
engineering. Then I had to keep the warp core from going into a breach, but
I tryed to relax by going into the holodeck. I had lots of fun in
there::remembering what he did in there:: As part of my Romulan instints, I
had to do something that a human wouldn't do. I hope that our next mission I
can kill a Klingon or a Carassidan.

Computer end log

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Computer. Record log
:: beep::
Computer...... play selection 9 from sound track of The Son of the Pink
Panther.
:: Beeep. Plays music::
Nononono. I need somthing more soothing. Riot music isn't good. Try selection
10.
::Beeep. Plays music::
aaaa........::soaks in hot tub newly installed in quaters by yours truly.::
I hope no one finds out about this. Then everyone would want one and Skully
would make me take it back. ::turns on jets::
:: pulls overhead moniter down and plays "Defender of the Empire"::
I hope Kurn and Carey pull through okay. Mabye I should send them a get well
gift. Mabye a T-shirt that says -"I survived a plasma blast"? mabye not.

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***Begin Log***

Due to the low risk factor of our latest mission, observing the formation
of a new star, the Captain ordered Carey and I to do a part by part
diagnostic
of the whole weapons array of the ship.Carey suggested we start with the easy
system first, the phaser's.
When I left the bridge, I ordered Ensign Jones to take over.She is
competent
scientest and warrior.Her brother, Ensign Jones, died on the Roddenberry back
in the days of Captain Robby. :) I had no reason to suspect that she would
try
sabotage, and still don't,although I can't think of any other reason for what
later
happened.
Anyway, Carey and I

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**Resume Log****

Anyway, Carey and I started at the main phaser power conduit that runs
through Deck 9.I remember I had just taken off the main access panel and
reached inside.I touched the conduit and it was scalding hot.Carey ran his
tricorder over it and detected plasma building up inside.I don't know how
that
could have happened since I distinctly remember telling Ensign Jones to shut
down the forward phaser array.
Seconds later the conduit exploded.Carey was able to get half-way down the
corridor before it happened, but I must have tripped because I only got just
out-
-side the door.All I remember is a bright flash and a wave of heat.When I
looked
up I saw huge streamers of plasma billowing out of the halls like a flag in
the wind....
The next thing I remeber was lying in sickbay with Commander Shodan and
LtValdyr
leaning over me with a hypo.When I woke up, Commander Shodan was telling me I
was going to be okay, but it was kind of hard to hear what she was saying
because the
Red Alert klaxons were going off and the power was failing and it seemed the
ship was
falling apart....

***End Log****

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::Walks out of Holodeck::

::Remembers he doesn't have to walk, decides to float back to his quarters::

Wow! There's a way to unstress yourself! ::Floats into his quarters::

Computer, Open Personal Log.

::Floats to a stop, reclines in mid air::

Well, that new 'Mech program I installed was great! (I even attached a copy
of a screen shot with it!) Gee, This floating around is fun. And the
telepathy, well thats fun too {{{BECAUSE I CAN ANNOY VALDYR BY SHOUTING IN
HER HEAD!!!!!!!!!}}}
But I won't make a point of it. I have better things to do, like...Computer,
reset Brig codes to Default, authorization Jay Alpha Omega Echo Five.
Captain doesn't trust me. I wouldn't either!!!!!!!! ::LOL:: Everyone tells
me I took out the crew with energy beams and stuff!!!!!! And I beat up
Tolo!! Again!!!!! But I still wouldn't. The...Thing...I guess thats what it
is, that gave me my powers is still inside of me. Its kinda like an evil
trill or something...no, trills are solid, this things like
a spirit or something. I just hope my will power can keep it under control.

Computer, Close Log.

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::in quarters listening to The Night Santa Went Crazy on Weird Al Bad Hair
Day CD::

Computer, open log.

<LOG Open>
Where do I begin? Well, we were assigned to observe a star. I started to do
odd jobs like repair the force fields in the brig, feed Ed's cat, ect. Then
Jay took a shuttle to the star and became posessed. He teleported onto the
bridge and wanted us to surrender the ship. I punched him (Sorry, Jay), and
he woke up fresh as a daisy, but smarter. Close LOG.

<LOG Close>

Computer, put on Mario 64.

::plays Mario 64::

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::In sickbay tring to get out of the security field::
computer open personal log
Lieutenant JG Nick Carey's personal log Stardate 9611.16
I'm stuck in sickbay under a security field. I don't know why the doctor is
keeping me here. ::head starts to hurt:: AH MY HEAD!! The last I remember
is Kurn and I running away from the panel we were working on :: head is
really starting to hurt::
DOCTOR!!
Computer close personal log

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***Begin Log***

Why does Gibbs always (die/become horribly ill/go on an away team/not show
up) when there's a medical EMERGENCY!!!???!!! I guess I can't yell too loud,
because neurophysiology is my specialty, but we could've used a hand. Even
with the Elf, Nurse Poppins, and the newly-installed EMH to help out, Sickbay
was a mess.
::::lies down on bed::::
Computer, Mountain Dew, no ice.
And play Pat Benatar: Live from Earth, side 2.

:::singing along with "Hit Me With Your Best Shot"::::

***End Log***

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::in counselor's office juggling schedule in anticipation of an influx of
counseling needs after tonight's mission::

What a night! I'm going to have to install a jacuzzi in my quarters! I
worked at the science console tonight. I didn't feel as though I did very
well: I felt that my reaction time should have been faster, and it took me
longer than I wanted to familiarize myself with the various configuations.
Ltjg Ed told me I did fine though, so I guess I did okay considering this was
a first-time effort.
I was really looking forward to observing and mapping a new star -- a red
giant at that! It ticked me off when things started going whacko with the
neutramigen/gamma reactions! Then it got frightening as medical conditions
became life-threatening for some, and absolutely baffling with the
psychoneural effects on the behavior of others.
There were a few of us who were not affected -- or so it seems. As soon as
things calm down in Sickbay, I think it would be wise to report to Dr. Valdyr
for a physical evaluation.

Computer, close log. Ellen out.

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STARDATE 9611.06
Commander Eileen Shodan
First Officer of the USS Roddenberry
BEGIN PERSONAL LOG
Well, this certainly was a case for a top-rate detective. Would I be up to
the challenge? I’d soon find out. The facts weren’t necessarily all there.
And some people were trying to mislead me. But I’d persevere. Shapely
Shodan’s intellect would shine. This was the case:

I was sitting in my office, reading the latest edition of Red Roddenberry’s
Really Radical Register (a newsletter put out by Scholarly Scully) when it
happened. In walked Clever Clewan and his crony, Crazy Chris. They wanted
to hire me to do a job for them. Some fact finding. Seems there was some
vendetta involving Valdyr the Vanquisher. She had just had a big parting
with her former cohorts, Jammin’ Jay and his arch rival, Ritzy Rich. I
listened to what the two “C’s” had to tell me. It was not
enough, but I knew where to go to find out what I needed to know.

I put on my disguise, and then went to King Kurn’s (a place full of kind
Klingons who kow-tow to kosher kleptomaniacs). Keen Kate was the head Kama
there. In a dark corner, I saw Giddy Gibbs. Across from him was Ed, the
eloquent emeritus from Eden. Looking at those two, I knew I’d need help. I
called my friend, Carey the Carnelian. Carey conned me into contacting a
trouble-making troubadour, Terrific Tolo.

Tolo was of tremendous help. His talkative manner, together with his tough
but tolerant demeanor, put me at ease. He had just the thing for taming the
torrid beast.
TO BE CONTINUED ... MAYBE, MAYBE NOT
END PERSONAL LOG

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STARDATE 9611.19
Commander Eileen Shodan
First Officer of the USS Roddenberry
BEGIN PERSONAL LOG
::listening to music I’LL LEAD YOU HOME (written by Michael W. Smith and
Wayne Kirkpatrick):: ::and singing::
Wandering the road of desperate life Aimlessly beneath a barren sky
Leave it to me - I’ll lead you home

So afraid that you will not be found It won’t be long before your sun goes
down
Just leave it to me - I’ll lead you home

CHORUS
Hear me calling Hear me calling Just leave it to me - I’ll lead you
home

Computer, open personal log ::beep, beep::
Well, I wonder what we are going to do now. A lot of unexplicable things
happened last time. How did Gibbs become a victim of neutramigen poisoning?
I would think that, if one person would, so would others. And yet, no one
else has had this happen to them. It was almost like maybe Gibbs planned
this as a test for Valdyr. If so, I’d say she passed, since Gibbs didn’t
die. I wonder how he’d have felt if she hadn’t discovered the cause of his
medical problems?

Also, Jay is possessed by an alien entity. I’d say that means Counselor
Lieutenant Junior Grade Ellen has her work cut out for her. I always knew
Jay was a bit of a nutcase {said affectionately}.

::continues singing::
A troubled mind and a doubter’s heart You wonder how you ever got this
far
Leave it to me - I’ll lead you home

Vultures of darkness ate the crumbs you left You got no way to retrace
your steps Just leave it to me - I’ll lead you home

CHORUS II
Hear me calling Hear me calling You’re lost and alone
Leave it to me - I’ll lead you home (repeat)

So let it go and turn it over to The one who chose to give his life for
you
Leave it to me - I’ll lead you home (repeat)

Oh, hey, computer, close log! ::beep, beep::
END PERSONAL LOG

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Holodeck Adventures
Tmie for some relaxation in the holodeck! After that mission........Jay and
rich and me deserve it.

Scenario two : Battle of the Atlantic

::Ed is in PBY Catalina , Jay is in Wildcat , Rich is in wildcat also::

Ed~ I'll cover the wake of the Convoy Jay. You and Rich watch the front.
Jay~ Gotcha.:: Pulls into position with Rich and scans the waves with his
eyes::
Rich~ So what happens next? This is pretty boring.
Ed~ You just wait. It'll get hot pretty soon
HMS Rutland~ Hello Ed.... We're glad you could join us.
Jay~ Hey! I see somthing! It's a U-boat! :: Goes into small dive and strafes
the
Submarine with Gun fire::
Rich~ Where??? Ok! I see it! :: Makes a pass at it::
Ed~ :: Readys Depth Charges::
U-35~ :: Dives to Periscope depth , surfacing was mistake::
Ed~ Jay , Rich , Stay out of the way for a while.:: Makes pass at area U-35
is
supposed to be and dumps depth charges::
HMS Rutland~:: Readies depth charges and moves to the U-boat::
Jay~ :: Pulls away from U-boat::
Rich~:: Follows Jay::
HMS Rutland~ ::Fires Hedgehog charges:
:: U-67 and U-83 Surface and Fire Deck gun at Rutland while firing machine
guns at Ed in PBY::
U-67~ :: Fires torpedo at nearest freighter::
Freighter Loghert~ :: Hit by torpedo , begins to sink::
Jay and Rich~ ::Strafe U-83 and force crew inside:
Jay~ Yeh! Take that!:: Suddenly hit by U-67's machine gun:: Aaaaa!
Rich~ Jay!!!!
:: Jays' plane rolls down to the ocean::
:: Suddenly out of the clouds appears an American P-38 with 2 rockets::
Valdyr in P-38~ I'm here to save the day!:: Fire rocket at U-67::
U-67~ :: Explodes in fiery blast::
HMS Rutland~ :: Destroys U-35 with depth charges::
Jay from life raft~ Hey! Jay to Rutland! help me!
HMS Rutland~ Hold on Jay. We're coming.
Rich~ ::Pulls away to base:: Sorry Guys I'm low on fuel. See you at base Jay!
U-83~ ::Dives and cruises away::
Ed~ Pulls into formation with Valdyr and they fly back to RAF base for
refueling::

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****Begin Log****

Our dealings with the strange entity around the red-giant star
ended in our survival, luckily enough.It sure was nice of them to
let us go so easily.Is it just me, or does it seem like most of the
aliens the Roddenberry has encountered lately have been hostile?
It's good to know that there are still some benevolant races out there
that aren't obsessed with war and conquest.I think we Klingons have
the market cornored on that one....
Anyway, some kind of entity possesed the minds of most of our
Ensign and Lieutenant grade officers today.Fortunatly, Captain Scully
was able to find a new home for them on a nearby red giant star (Or
did our first officer vaporize them?)

***End Log***

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::In quarters with comm link to Sickbay (because SB is crowded)::

Well this is anticlimactic! My first chance at helm flying a starship
followed by having to stay here until all signs of radiation sickness is
gone.
That entity was really annoying! I don't mean to downplay its capacity for
danger and distruction, but this one rivals "Q" (the one referred to in the
Enterprise-D logs) for Intergallactic Jerk Award! It tried to telepathically
shoot pain through my head; fortunately I was already in a lucid
self-hypnotic trance (something which came in handy when I went through my
Rite of Ascension) to ward off radiation symptoms, so he couldn't get me.
I did enjoy my gig at the helm; I'll have to see about getting fighter
lessons from Jay, Ed, Rich, or Valdyr!
Ummm---Computer, make note to *not* ask Jay for lessons until *after* a full,
post-entity, pychiatric evaluation.

Computer, close log. Ellen out.

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Computer.......Begin Simulation Black Night.
::beep:: Complying. Done. Enter when ready.
Ahhh. Now this is the only was to spend your shore leave.............
:: Steps into holosuite and into German Subarine.
Periscope depth. Periscope Up. :: Peers into periscope to see Convot HX342::
Aaahhh....... Here we go. Prepare Torpedoes in foreward and aft bays.
:: Sees a destroyer escort:: Uhoh....... We nead to take that thing out. 12
degrees port.
Wait for my signal.............. jetzt! :: two torpedoes race to destroyer::
First Mate>> Captain! They have spotted us.
Surface. ::: As subarine surfaces destroyer goes up in 2 huge explosions::
That was all our opposition...... Now for real job. Fire at will , boys. Tell
me if you spot another escort or plane.
:: Walks back to cabin in sub and lies down::

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::walks around his quarters carry the baby::
Computer open personal log
Personal log Stardate 9611.29
We had shoreleave on DS4 today and it was full of surprises. After spending
some time in the holosuites with a beauiful young woman, Kurn noticed my
uniform was torn. After I told him what happen he asked if the woman had a
sister. I found the woman's sister and Kurn and R'youa(the sister) spend most
of shoreleave in the holosuites (gee I wonder what those two did in there).
Right before I beamed back to the ship, an officer from the space station
handed me a baby. She told me the baby was mine, and
I told her that I don't have a child. She told me who gave her the baby and
my mouth dropped. She told me Rachel Toad ( a former girlfriend of mine) to
give me the baby. The last time I saw Rachel was right before I joined the
Roddenberry, I guessed she heard that the Roddenberry was at DS4. I think the
baby is mine because its ears are a little pointy and the eyebrows are up a
little bit, but I want to be sure so I going to take it to sickbay and check
its DNA and find out if it's 2/3 human and 1/3
Romulan. If the baby is mine I need to talk to the counselor and see if she
can help me take care of this baby.
Once I got back on the ship I checked to see if I can locate Rachel, but when
I did I found out that Rachel died in a shuttle accient after she left the
station. If the baby is not mine, then I have to find someone who wants it.
Computer close log

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::It is now almost dusk, scouts have returned with info on the Romulan
position, apparentley, they have heavy equipment down there...::

Jay: ::Jots on PADD::

The Rommies have heavy equipment down there! I swear, this has got to be the
Bomb device! There is only one other way to find out. I think that we
should do this anyway, as the Prime Directive states that screwing with a
planet like this is a violation. Damn it all! I'm gonna stop them! Either
way! Let it be known now, that I am about to commit a breach of StarFleet
policy, and voilate Captain Scully's orders.
It will, and has been noted in all logs, that all personell under my command,
at this date, StarDate 9612.04, have agreed to this course of action, by
their own will.
End Log

Jay: =/\= Delta Leader, this is Alpha Leader, are you in position?
Henson: =/\= Copy Alpha Leader. Delta Cover is ready.
Jay: Okay. Alpha Assault, move out! Formation Echelon Left, stay under Delta
Cover! =/\= Delta Cover, cover us. Alpha Assault is one the move.
Henson: =/\= We got you Alpha Assualt. Alpha Leader, we have hostiles of to
your right.
Jay: =/\= Copy. Alpha Assualt, hostiles to the right. Alpha 5 thru 8, watch
that side.
Romulan: There's something up there! poeple! Moving! ::Fires into darkness::
Alpha 5: Whoa! Alpha Leader! They are firing!
Romulan: StarFleet!! How did they know?!? ::Fires again::
Jay: =/\= Delta Cover! Be on the lookout! Our cover is broken! They know
we're here!
Henson: =/\= Copy Alpha Assualt. ::To others:: Cover them!
Romulans: ::Start firing::
Jay: Alpha Assualt! Break formation! Fire at will! =/\= Delta Cov...
Henson: =/\= We have you coverred Alpha Assault. We're firing... ::Fires::
Jay: ::Fires:: Alpha 6! Behind you!
Alpha 6: ::Fires, fells Romulan::
Jay: ::Fires::
Intense Firing from both sides, finally all Romulans are dead
Jay: Report! Someone speak to me!
Alpha 2: Okay sir, we're fine. Everyone is okay, the Romulans are all dead.
Jay: Lets get down there!
Alpha Assault scrambles down the Ridge, they walk into the valley.
Jay: This machine, its...it's ticking off time! Over here! I found the Bomb
controls!
::Starts working with machine:: I disarmed it...that was too
easy...somethings not right...
Henson: =/\= Alpha Assualt!!! Bandits to the West!!! They're all over the
place! We're taking heavy losses!!! I've lost half of Delta Cover!!
Jay: =/\= Get down here!! Bring the weapons of the dead! And bring the
wounded!!
Henson: Copy Alpha Leader!!!!! ::off:: Move it! MOVE IT!!!!!
Jay: Okay! Set up a defensive position down here! Cover them! ::Fires::
Alpha Assault team fires as Delta Covers remainder crambles down the hill...
Alpha 2: Sir, they're all over the place...we can't hold this position...
Henson: He's right. They're not firing, but they'll come down sooner or
later...
Romulan Commander: Give it up StarFleet! You can't dismantle the bomb! When
It goes off, you will die here, and we will be free to mine the ore that
comes from this planet when it blows up!
Jay: So that's it...you would destroy a planet for ore?
Rom.Com: Yes, it is the strong ore used in BORG SHIPS!
Jay: You son of a...::raises his rifle::
Henson: Don't do it sir...
Jay: You're right...::Yells to Rom. Com:: We'll find a way to dismantle your
bomb! We'll stay down here! You'll have to flush us out to stop us!! Go
ahead! Charge this position!! C'mon! I dare you!!
Henson: Sir?
Jay: I'm bluffing...
Alpha 2: Hope he know that... ::points to the Rom.Com::
Jay: Well, we're not going anywhere for a while...Settle in for a seige
guys...

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**Begin Log**

Well, the Borg Cube reached Earth, and from what I understand, there
was one helluva battle.Fortunatly, the Enterprise-E and the rest of the
Fleet was able to stop them before they assismilated Earth.
Unfortunatly, the Roddenberry wasn't there to help out.We were out
patrolling the boonies whille the fate of the entire Federation hung in the
balance.Anyway, the next time they come, I certainly hope we are there.But, I
suppose our mission was important to.After all, the Klingons or the Romulans
could have taken advantage of this opportunity to wreek havoc within the
Federation.
Oh well, everything turned out for the best this time...

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::standing on the ruined bridge.Chairs are turned over, glass and debris
cover
the floor.Sunlight is shining through the shattered bridge windows::

Well, this is all thats left... ::walks among piles of glass and blinks up
at the
bright sunlight:: I knew this would happen.In retrospect, I suppose it
wasn't
really smart of us to engage the Borg in 90+ year old science vessal, but
we
could hardly stand by and watch Earth assimilated....

::several crew members enter the bridge from the hull of the saucer
section
via the shattered view screen.Kurn goes over and stands at the
Operations
consol::

And this is where it all began....For me anyway... ::pushes buttons that
don't work::
I started out at this station on this ship a long time ago as a young
Ensign fresh out
of starfleet academy...

::shuttles take off and land outside.Crewmembers scan the ship with
tricorders.Kurn
walks up the ramp to tactical::

Anyway, enough about that.Heres how the Roddenberry died: We entered
weapons
range several minutes after the battle began.Things weren't going good.Our
shields
were almost completly drained and we had several hull breachs.We had all
of our
shuttles deployed, but nearly all of them were destroyed.Ensign Carey was
down in
Engineering with Tolo, and they both called in a coolent leak in the warp
core.
Captain Scully ordered a saucer seperation.We didn't have many
civilians on the
Roddenberry, so it didn't take long to evacuate them.We seperated the ship
and started
our descent to Earth just as the Borg ship exploded.Jay took us down for a
smooth
( well not exactly, but close enough) landing somewhere in what is known
as Montana
on the North American continent.It's the final resting place of the
Roddenberry.

::Captain Scully emerges from his wreaked Reday Room with Commander
Shodan.
They both exit the bridge via the viewscreen and are beamed up
somewhere::

What are we going to do now that our ship is gone? Well I know that
Commander
Shodan is being promoted and excepting command of another starship.As for
the
rest of us? Well, I have a feeling that the USS Roddenberry NCC- 1991- B
isn't to
far down the road....

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::got a 3 walls done in nursery::
Computer open personal log
Personal Log Stardate 9611.07
I finally got the answer that I've been waiting for. Valdyr told me that the
baby IS 2/3 human and 1/3 Romulan. That's the good news the bad news is that
now I got to name him. In Romulan belief, if a child is not name by his
first birthday, he is not allowed to step foot on Romulus and Remus again. I
think humans do it a different way. I have asked the counselor to sign me up
for a family counsel session. Maybe this will teach me more about human ways
to raise a family, and also help me become a
father. I will aslo have to find a babysitter for him when I'm on duty.
Maybe the counselor can babysit for me. I mean she's great with children. I
have to ask her the next time I see her.
On the other things, Jay, is so excited about this mission because of the
romulans. Jay did have an oppority to fight a romulan except the counselor
stop us before we started. Maybe nobody will stop him this time, but I have
to warn him that Romulans most of the time, shot first and ask questions
later.

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:: Kurn standing at Starfleet Command in San Francisco at the main shuttle
dock::

EnsSmith> ::walking toward Kurn:: Commander, we have your shuttle ready and
waiting..

Thank you, Ensign.I'm ready to go up.

::Ensign Smith and Commander Kurn walk down the crowded corridors.They reach
a small
shuttle pad.On it is a type 3 personal shuttle.They both enter it::

EnsSmith> Sorry we couldn't use the transporter, but its still down..

That is okay, Ensign.I'm sure Lieutenant Ed and Jay will have it up and
running in no time.

::the shuttle takes off and quickley climbds above the coast into space::

EnsSmith> We will be there in a few minutes,sir.Right now she's in a dry
dock..

::Kurn watches the last wisp's of atmosphere clear from the window, anxious
to get there::

::The shuttle comes within viewing range of the dry dock::

EnsSmith> And there she is, sir.... ::points::

::Kurn gasps at the sight.As the shuttle draws nearer it enters the dry dock
and swoops
down above the saucer section.The words USS RODDENBERRY NCC 1991- B are
printed in tall proud letters::

EnsSmith> ::gawking at the new Roddenberry:: Galaxy-class, a full
complement of
just over a thousand crewman.Maximum warp is about
9.98.....

::EnsSmith takes the shuttle into the main shuttle bay and they land.Kurn
gets out and
is greeted by Lieutenant Jones and Gibbs::

Gibbs> Welcome on board, Kurn..

Kurn> Thank you, Gibbs.It's been to long since I was on a ship named
Roddenberry..

Jones> Hello, sir.

Kurn> Hello... ::looks down to Jones' collar::.. Lieutenant Jones! I believe
you have been
promoted since I last saw you.Congrats

Jones> Thank you sir.

Gibbs> We should get to the bridge, Kurn

::Kurn and Gibbs walk down the long corridors of the Roddenberry and take a
turbolift
to the bridge.Carey is at tactical but makes way for Kurn.Gibbs takes his
place at Ops
and Ellen enters and sits on the left of Scully in the conselors
chair.Kate is at Science
and a new mystery XO is on Scully's right::

Scully> ::standing in front of bridge crew:: Well, it is certainly nice to
see all of you back
here on the Roddenberry.I know some of you just arrived on
board, but we have to
get under way immediatly.Jay, set a course for... ::drops
off::

Jay> ::at Helm:: Pardon, sir?

Scully> ::smiles knowing now that he is command of a Legend:: Set a course
for destiny...

BridgeCrew> ::all smiling::

Jay> Aye, sir.Course laid in...

Scully> Engage...

::The new Roddenberry warps away into the wild blue yonder, ready for
countless more
adventures and yet another Trek across the Star's...::