USS Victory https://victory.pegasusfleet.net/index.php USS Victory, a Pegasus Fleet RPG en-us victory@pegasusfleet.net Copyright 2022 On The Court https://victory.pegasusfleet.net/index.php/sim/viewlog/14 https://victory.pegasusfleet.net/index.php/sim/viewlog/14
Alejandro took the basketball in hand and stared down his defender as the rest of his team got into their offensive maneuvers. He looked back at the all pro defender Joe Dumars who had been one of the greatest defenders in his day. He kept his dribble going looking for an opening; seeing Magic cut to the basket while Julius Erving threw an excellent pick. He faked a pass to Sydney Moncrief on the wing, then fired a wicked pass to the breaking Magic Johnson who scored over the always excellent Micheal Jordan.

"Nice one Fernandez!" called out his teammate Kareem Abdul Jabbar getting down court to help play defense. "I second that emotion Kareem, this kid's got game" replied Julius "Dr. J" Erving.

Alejandro smiled despite the fact that the holodeck programming was usually biased to the user.

Dumars had the ball and worked a perimeter passing game with his reliable teammate, Isiah Thomas, but he saw Larry Bird creeping out to the three point shot area. He quickly made a bullet run and somehow intercepted the outbound pass from Moses Malone that was meant for Larry "Legend". He sped down the other end of the court but Jordan had quickly intercepted him. Alejandro made a quick cross dribble and then rifled a hard chest pass to Dr. J as the good "doctor" made a great interior cut to the basket. Erving then took to the air and tomahawk jammed the ball. The opposing team was visibly upset as the clock on the wall buzzed at 0:00.

"Good game all", said Bird. Kevin McHale, Moses Malone, Joe Dumars and Jordan all nodded as they walked off the court. Final score: 127-123.

Alejandro smiled and celebrated with his teammates then said, "Computer, end program".]]>
Tue, 31 Jul 2018 18:39:44 +0000
For the Bailey family. (backpost before taking up present post) https://victory.pegasusfleet.net/index.php/sim/viewlog/13 https://victory.pegasusfleet.net/index.php/sim/viewlog/13
Todd sat in his quarters, staring at the computer terminal. His breathing was slightly fast and with an unsteady hand he swept his hair back as he said "Computer, open personal log and record in the event of..." and he stopped talking, feeling the enormity of what came next "...in the event of me dying in the up coming USS Victory mission. Code to be sent to the Bailey family, Starfleet Command have the destination information."

==^^==Code set, record message when ready==^^==

"Hello Mum, Dad, Dominic, Flora and Alexis...it's Todd. I wanted to record this message for you all in the event of me...well, you know. If you've received it, then I've not made it through, but, try not to grieve to much. Though I can't actually say what the mission was about, suffice to say, it was taken on willingly so that we could continue to have the freedoms we've all realised these many many years.

I'll be honest with you all, as I sit here recording this, I'm scared, more scared than I've ever felt in my life. I'm so far away from you all, and though there are a great many crew members on the Victory, I'm brand new here and I don't know anyone....I feel so very alone.

That's not a self pity statement, just one of fact. But, Dad, if there's one thing I've learned from you and have been able to take a leaf out of your book, it's to believe and focus on what you know and what you can do to make a difference. You've always had a way of showing us that even the smallest of jobs is worth doing to the best of your ability, and I've carried that throughout my time at the Academy and in the short time I've been aboard this ship. You've always been my rock Dad, thank you.

Mum, dear sweet Mum. You always knew what to say at the right time, and I wish you were here right now, offering me advice. I'm closing my eyes and trying to imagine you here in this room, telling me it'll be all right and that I'll be able to cope with whatever comes at me. A love like that helps me cope Mum, you're always in my heart, always.

Dominic, little bro, you're at the Academy now, following in my footsteps. I know you'll do great things because that's just what you're like, it's your nature. Whether you come out as a specialist, a surgeon or whatever, whoever ends up with you on their ship or station will have one in a million. I love you little brother, you take good care of yourself and those in your care, promise me.

Flora, you're already out amongst the stars on the Beltane. You're the best big sister anyone could even hope to have. Boothby told me about the shy young flower he met as an intern, and who blossomed into someone who was always there for anyone who needed help, or a shoulder to cry on. I still remember you telling me when you graduated that life is an adventure and that we should grab it with both hands and run through the stars with it. Looks I might be doing that first eh, but, it's the biggest adventure of them all.

And finally, Alexis, dear sweet Alexis, so beautiful and kind, our families gem. Promise me you'll stick in at school and continue to make the family proud of you. I'm sorry I won't be there to see you get your school diploma, that I'm certain you'll get as you're by far and away the brightest of us all, even I knew that. You'll have to take care of that big brother of yours and your big sister.

Please know that I love you all, I always have and I always will. Think of me when you look up at the stars, and imagine me running free...goodnight sweet Baileys, I know I'll see you all again."

He stopped talking and looked once again at the computer terminal.

"Computer, stop recording, store and code for sending to Starfleet HQ in the event of my death."

==^^===Recording stopped, stored, ready to be sent==^^==

Todd switched the terminal off, looked round the room, turned and left for his posting.]]>
Mon, 18 Sep 2017 21:19:03 +0000
Chief Intelligence Officer's Log https://victory.pegasusfleet.net/index.php/sim/viewlog/12 https://victory.pegasusfleet.net/index.php/sim/viewlog/12
Chief Intelligence Officer's Log:

I am logging this as the Victory is barreling towards a rendezvous with the Dalacari and Ts'usugi in order to mediate a dispute. Apparently, a disagreement concerning the possible development and use of an Artificial Intelligence has the two in a quarrel. The use of such technology is strictly forbidden by an accord they two peoples signed some hundred years prior.

Unfortunately, this is a developing situation which leaves Starfleet Intelligence of little help to me or the success of the arbitration. There are a number of unknowns that are greatly concerning me as we continue towards them. To begin, from the briefings that our resident Ts'usugi, a Lieutenant Mordin, provided, these two civilizations are greatly dependent on one another. I am forced to ponder over the causation of why this is even occurring; why one of these two would jeopardize the integrity of the previously mentioned mutually coveted accord. I have yet to determine or be provided with a satisfactory answer. I am confident that if this is more than merely a misunderstanding, then the answer to my question will be vitally significant in the success of the Victory and her crew.

A second, yet lesser, of unknowns is Lieutenant Mordin. I have had one meeting with her thus far and while she is a pleasant individual and officer, I have been unable to gauge her involvement with the home-world, and most importantly, her loyalties. I would not suggest as such without reason to believe so, as I am reluctant to even mention it here, but I have learned from my past experiences to expect the unexpected out here and the honest truth is we do not know what to expect.

Lastly, I have been ordered by my superiors at Intelligence to gather all information available in order to provide a separate and comprehensive report on the situation and how it progresses. While this is one of the less appealing aspects of the job, I intend to follow through, per usual.

End Log]]>
Tue, 27 Jun 2017 01:01:19 +0000
Captains Personal Log - Presidium https://victory.pegasusfleet.net/index.php/sim/viewlog/11 https://victory.pegasusfleet.net/index.php/sim/viewlog/11
Personal Log - Captain Elijah Michaels, USS Victory

It's fair to say that this mission to Niron 5 and the Presidium Shipyards has not gone as we had hoped for. The Station is in complete disarray following the accident in her Engineering Section. Debris is slowly entering the atmosphere and impacting the habitable zones of the surface, we have tried using our Phasers to reduce the debris but I fear we are only making it worse.

The promise of a new ally and new resources in our quest to deal with the Jennarri has resulted in countless deaths of the Nironese people and destruction of a vast Shipyard that could have been the deciding factor in our impending conflict with the Jennarri.

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Fri, 19 May 2017 14:02:08 +0000
Cause and effect. https://victory.pegasusfleet.net/index.php/sim/viewlog/10 https://victory.pegasusfleet.net/index.php/sim/viewlog/10
Memories and recollections can be both sweet and sour, causing you to have the extreme feelings of being either totally elated or wishing the universe would end right now so you no longer carry the pain. Over the last few weeks, that's come more and more into focus in my thoughts as I approach the anniversary of the USS Frannery's incident with 'The Collective' on planet CX-136.

I didn't realise at first that it was affecting me in the way that it has. Yes, you get to know certain pointers like anxiety and a hopelessness that you can't put right what went wrong, but there's other pointers, one's that don't seem obvious at first, but you then realise are triggers for emotions you felt were buried.

In retrospect, I can now see that some of the Senior Officers and others think I'm being a pain in the backside, moody, difficult or outlandish in some of the things I've said, but....if I'm truly honest with myself, I'm still in that cell fighting to get free, to get Zamos, Karadis, Quonto, Richards and Silverman out and end this hell of hells.

It's not hard to see that because of my background and upbringing, others on the Victory see me as being spoiled by my family and that because of this, I want to take it out on the universe because I don't get my own way, and that could never be further from the truth.

I don't have any other introspective insight other than my own experience that I gave up what in essence 'would' have been a privileged life, to instead decide that, to be in the service of and protect and serve others was a greater calling.

It's that calling which led to the fighting on CX-136, to the bloodbath that ensued, watching as people I knew, respected and loved were torn limb from limb, gutted like pigs or tortured till the only release from their pain was finally death...

Even when it was over, and we eventually were freed, we were never really given the opportunity to be fully free, to heal from our actual and mental scars. We were never afforded the time to get it out of our systems by talking it through with anyone, instead, we were pressed back into service, expected to bury our feelings and 'get on with the job at hand', that of wiping out 'The Collective'.

Even when we did finally do so, we didn't get time to go back and try and rid ourselves of the emotions we'd buried so deep, we were just expected to carry on as if everything was back to normal.

So when the Admiral Gates situation cam along, those buried feelings of things not being as they ought to be have started to resurface, but the final trigger for all those pent up emotions becoming more and more unchecked has been the Jenarri incident. The Jenarri, who, like 'The Collective', are basically a bunch of thugs trying to impose their superiority on others through brutality, are who I have to thank for me feeling as angry as I am, for lashing out as I have, for me being so insipid towards others as I have been.

But who can I talk to who'll understand that, who can I turn to who has walked along that path where Death has been a constant companion and will know how feeling helpless makes you lash out?

Yes, other people on this ship might look on me as coming from a privileged family, may think I'm spoiled and a brat who rants and lashes out because I don't always get what I want....but they do not know me, the real me, the one who's still in that cell, hearing the screams of the tortured, seeing their broken bodies or worst of all, being the one who's doing the screaming, or who's body is still broken.

Who can I turn to........]]>
Sun, 30 Apr 2017 11:10:00 +0000
Chief Operations log the Night Shift. https://victory.pegasusfleet.net/index.php/sim/viewlog/9 https://victory.pegasusfleet.net/index.php/sim/viewlog/9
Captain's log, Supplemental.

This is Lieutenant Mickey McClane, recording under my personal log. Heh, i always wanted to say that. I have taken charge of the night shift on the return trip back to federation space. Stress levels are going haywire, and i had to stop Bertrand from making a mistake and calling him out on something i really hated that. It's best if i avoid him for a little while. That's why i take the night shift so that way i can keep the night crew going while i figure out what to do. Hopefully the Victory can get us back home because regardless of the repairs, i am definitely looking forward to extended shore leave]]>
Wed, 24 Aug 2016 05:19:57 +0000
Captains Personal Log - Updates https://victory.pegasusfleet.net/index.php/sim/viewlog/8 https://victory.pegasusfleet.net/index.php/sim/viewlog/8
Captains Personal Log Supplemental:

Victory has made contact with a Cardassian Freighter ferrying three very unusual Passengers. A Romulan, Cardassian and Human Ambassador each with a substantial amount of Latinum in the Cargo Hold.

It would seem that they have neglected to inform us of their intentions, each one of them has a loved one that has been kidnapped by Pirates that have inhabited the former Nor Class Station calling itself Nomad Station.

As a result of this I have assembled a Team to pose as a private freighter Crew and determine the fate of the hostages.

In addition I have decided to inform the Cardassian Central Command about our plan, we are in their space and we could use the assistance should a rescue operation take place.

End Log ]]>
Thu, 10 Mar 2016 22:04:28 +0000
Taking a rest https://victory.pegasusfleet.net/index.php/sim/viewlog/7 https://victory.pegasusfleet.net/index.php/sim/viewlog/7
Chief operations officers log, Supplemental.

I've been asked nicely by Bertrand, the commander to rest. I don't feel like arguing with him but also i want to still help yet physically if i stress my body out to exhaustion, i would probably kill myself from stress. But, if i pump myself full of adrenaline, i could probably do it but...... But, i don't intend to make him mad, but i just wished there was a way to beat the odds of this as this will be the one time i don't have the power to make a difference and save the day. I don't like to lose, but sometimes life doesn't work out the way we want it.


I'm going to sleep now, till then.

End of log. ]]>
Fri, 28 Aug 2015 07:49:40 +0000
My personal Feelings. https://victory.pegasusfleet.net/index.php/sim/viewlog/6 https://victory.pegasusfleet.net/index.php/sim/viewlog/6
Chief Operations officer's log, Stardate August 4th 2390. Recording under security lockout McClane alpha 7.

I am outside right now with my dog. He and i are on a spacewalk were sitting near the deflector dish just enjoying the view of space. One thing is for certain, when we get to that planet i am just hoping we can get them all out of there. I don't believe in the No-Win Scenario, or as back in the 23rd century as it was called the Kobiyashi Maru. I feel like something like that is about to happen but i cannot worry about such things right now but one thing is for certain, i know that i can't just play the hero and all that it takes the fun but i know i offered some suggestions but sometimes you have to take risk. But i am not about to take matters into my own hands and then get banished. Here right now, i damn well intend to play by the rules.

Now i am going to sit with Aladdin now, while we watch the tunnel and go to our next mission.

End of log.]]>
Tue, 04 Aug 2015 08:35:05 +0000
Antos personal log one https://victory.pegasusfleet.net/index.php/sim/viewlog/5 https://victory.pegasusfleet.net/index.php/sim/viewlog/5
Computer start recording.

the computer beeped in compliance and "you may begin!" the computer said quickly.

Stardate today

"I have only been on ship a short time All the physicals are done and entered into the records. All is quiet in medical. I figured U would take the time to add my first personal log." He said with a sigh. "I met quite a few new officers and made some new friends.I guess I made an enemy today as well. Which was not my intention at all. " He let out a sigh. "I do admit things were simpler when I was aboard the USS Quest things were more relaxed and didn't have to fight over every little rule." Antos grabbed a drink from a replicator. "This has been a most trying day I know I forced the issue with the captain and xo which may send me back to star fleet for a refresher in procedures and refresher in the rules. Also I haven't heard if there is going to be a punishment or not for the lack of authority or chain of command." He took a long drink before continuing.

""I believed I was in the right but I guess that's now in the hands of the superiors now." He let out another sigh. "I regained a lost friend today as well Trax Summers. Honestly I thought he died during the Dominion Occupation." Antos teared up a bit. "I am glad he is alive and well and just as handsome as he was when he was younger."

"I am hoping the new day brings me new and renewed challenges and restores all that have been lost." Antos prayed it would at least.

"I an hoping that thing with Trax and myself go good and not falter." Antos felt he should have spent sometime on Betazed now before going on this assignment. But things were done he thought. "I know that Trax has feeling for me but I am not sure of my own feeling at present my emotions are in turmoil. from all of the sudden changes that happened so fast in a short amount of time."

"Computer end log for now."

The computer beeped in compliance and spoke. "Log closed"
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Wed, 29 Jul 2015 05:41:52 +0000
Sucessful test. https://victory.pegasusfleet.net/index.php/sim/viewlog/4 https://victory.pegasusfleet.net/index.php/sim/viewlog/4
Operations Officer's log, Supplemental.

i finally got to test out this new phaser i have made from the 2285 era. This was as close to the old era as possible but as for a lot of things i am finally beginning to break my walls down, though i am somewhat unsure of myself sometimes. Especially of the old days, though there were good friends back then one true friend actually I'll never forget him even though i was a pain at least he stuck around with me. Aladdin will always be there but i just don't want it to end it would kill me, if he died. Hopefully i can just make it through i have a long way though.

End of Log]]>
Tue, 28 Jul 2015 20:06:27 +0000
Settling Down https://victory.pegasusfleet.net/index.php/sim/viewlog/3 https://victory.pegasusfleet.net/index.php/sim/viewlog/3
She'd taken her tour, checked out the ship and met the Captain. There were still other things she had to do, but right now Michelle had only one thing on her mind: Relaxing while she still could.

The flight to starbase had been a long one, and she overwhelmed herself seeing her new environment. Now it was simply time to relax. In anticipation, she walked and made her way to her quarters, and then stepped inside. Not a lot surprised Shelly anymore, but the size of her quarters may very well have. It was enormous.

She smirked a bit, walking into the barren room. Mentally she was preparing where she would put all her things, and she hoped there would at least be something that would allow her to cook a little. As much as she didn't mind replicator food, her grandmother and her mother's well above average cooking skills spoiled her for things she would eat and she didn't quite trust the cooks on most of the vessels she'd served on. Though on her last posting there was someone who made the best peppermint cheesecake she'd ever had. Not that she'd ever tell her mum that. The thought of her mother caused her to smirk a little and roll her eyes.

Her mum was not someone who had been crazy about the idea of Michelle going to the Academy. Oh, the arguments they had. In her mother's defence, a major war had just ended and nobody knew if the peace that came after the Dominion War was promised to last. But it seemed aside from a bit of diplomatic sabre-rattling once in a while, it had for the most part. But she was going to explore space. And she felt that specializing in the sciences would at least keep her out of the worst of the area. At least she didn't try and enter the diplomatic service. She knew that quite frankly she'd have been horrible at it. Her? A senior diplomatic officer? No bloody way. Not now, not ever. Probably not even in an alternate universe. At least there was one aboard to help keep her tongue in check. She said what she thought way too much. She often wondered just how the hell she kept her job at times.

She looked around, put most of her things down, and realized she still really had no energy to unpack. What was a girl to do? She looked around, and decided it might be a good idea to hit up the lounge. Might not be a bad idea to meet some of the crew. And to eventually make her way to the CMO at some point.

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Mon, 04 May 2015 14:38:16 +0000
Upon Arrival https://victory.pegasusfleet.net/index.php/sim/viewlog/2 https://victory.pegasusfleet.net/index.php/sim/viewlog/2
Symbol always loved the fact that her name translated into Federation standard meant an object that represents, stands for, or suggests an idea, visual image, belief, action, or material entity. She tried to live her life as the symbol of peace. Her very movements were such that she literally flowed through space with a grace of a gazelle.

Symbol arrived with two aides assigned by Starfleet Command to assist her in whatever was necessary. The aides directed the Giraffa to her assigned quarters and began to store her gear.

"Is everything to your satisfaction, Ma'am?", one of the aides asked.

"Satisfaction is a deeply harmonious inner condition not dictated by quarters, assignment or vessel dear child.", Symbol spoke with the eloquence of a spiritual ambassador.

"These are your Federation assigned uniforms, Ma'am.", the Aide laid out the Federation purple uniforms of the diplomatic core.

"I believe there may be a mistake, Ambassador, the pip markers are for Lieutenant Junior Grade. This is a very low rank.", the Aide looked at the Giraffa Ambassador.

"All personnel will refer to me as Ambassador, sweet child. The rank is to establish a chain of command on the vessel and important for command and tactical decisions. As a member of the diplomatic corps., I will not be taking part in any such decisions. No one should take offensive or tactical orders from a pacifist. The rank is most appropriate.", Symbol spoke softly.

"Prepare my ceremonial skirt and cut the uniform so that it may be worn as a tunic over my robes.", Lt. Jaa requested.

"Aye, Ambassador.", the aide responded, "And where might you be off to?'

"I shall go to meet the Captain.", Symbol announced.

"Aye Ambassador. I will alert him of your impending consultation. Should I also alert the ship's medical officer.", the aide asked.

"If that is what is deemed appropriate, let that be the way.", Symbol responded.

"Go with peace.", Symbol offered.

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Ambasssador Symbol Jaa
Chief Diplomatic Officer
USS Victory
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Sun, 03 May 2015 18:02:20 +0000
The first of many https://victory.pegasusfleet.net/index.php/sim/viewlog/1 https://victory.pegasusfleet.net/index.php/sim/viewlog/1
Chief Operations Officers log, Supplamental.

I am finally back in starfleet with my trustworthy dog, i shall look forward to the adventure this U.S.S. Victory has to offer because one thing's for certain the old me is long gone, the new me is here to stay and this Lieutenant McCray will be one to get to know of because i think she's nice and getting to know the crew will be rewarding enough. Well that's all for now.


End of log]]>
Sun, 03 May 2015 05:42:36 +0000
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