Content Creation

Posted on Wed Sep 2nd, 2020 @ 6:04pm by

Mission: End of Line
Location: Starbase Adna
Timeline: During docking procedures
801 words - 1.6 OF Standard Post Measure

The mighty USS Majestic throttled closer to the arm, extending like God's hand to Adam in Michelangelo's fresco. As the primary arm clamped upon Majestic, several smaller secondary personnel transfer platforms moved outwards like snakes from seamless positions on the Adna hull, swishing left to right as they guided themselves towards the Majestic airlocks as if by some strange echolocation until they finally made contact, securing Majestic in place and providing three walkways between station and ship

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///SYS-GEN:
;cultura-database-interactive-programs
/create: additional:

;resource-acquisition
/Spec-search: acquisition-species-objective
/result-7; match-possible.
/refine: engaging
/result - 1; match-positive:
///CREATE-FERENGI: cultural-database-characteristics=true

;physical-challenge
/Spec-search: physical-species-characteristic
/result-862; match-possible.
/refine: challenge; adversarial
/result - 1; match-positive
///CREATE-KLINGON: cultural-database-characteristics=true

;leisure-comfort
/Spec-search: hospitality
/result-9; match-possible.
/refine-false
/result - 7; match-positive
///CREATE:
;Trill
;Orion
;Risian
;Caitian
;Terran
;Betazoid
;Rigelian
///SYSGEN-CHARACTERISTICS:

///SYS-ACCESS- DATABASE; CULTURAL; //ussmajestic
///SCAN-SYS: cultural
; OVERRIDE - SYS-ERROR; SCANBLOCK
; OVERRIDE - SYS-ERROR; PENETRATION=true: /OVERLAY-mapping-personality:
; generic-hospitality-and-leisure-programs:
;///SYS-ATTACH: match=comfort.

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Throughout the station, in the saunas, the gyms; in the pools and the bars; the multi-terrain environmental suites and the secluded gardens; the atmosphere came to life. Within seconds, a low buzzing sound was replaced with happy and active chatter as dozens of holographic characters materialised. Hosts to the Majestic crew, the eclectic mix of Orions, Risians, Humans, Betazoids and Rigelians strolled happily through the various facilities. As the starfleet crew began to filter through the station, the generically programmed holograms embraced them as if reunited old friends; the Risians and Orions as if they were rekindling lovers.

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In the main bar on Starbase Adna, a grinning Bolian materialised in amongst a throng of people all laughing and chatting away; his attention was immediately fixed on the slowly advancing wall of uniformed starfleet personnel. "WELCOME!" he beamed, his ear to ear grin almost as wide as that of a Denobulan. "WELCOME!" he repeated, gesturing to the bar which was now staffed with a mixture of barely dressed bartenders; slender women with obvious breasts stood alonside chiselled men with washboard abs, all waiting with enormous grins to cater to ever whim and need of the advancing personnel. "Make yourself at home! Make yourself at home!" The Bolian walked around as officers floated past, acting as the gracious and welcoming host "Come! Come! I am Shabol! I am here for your every wish and desire!" he continued to motion the Majestic crew through as he reached the doors of the bar, "welcome everyone! WELCOME" he gleefully shouted...

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"YOU!" a deep, booming voice roared over the commotion of the Majestic crew being embraced by the holographic hosts, dressed in varying arrays of sporting gear. A tremendous Klingon clunked forward, as if his boots were filled with solid neutronium. "Do YOU dare to face me!?" he barrelled at a young human man, holding the hand of a human female. "I am T'gorr, son of Kybok!" he roared, stepping to within inches of the young man. He shoved the man, not hard hard enough to fell him but enough to make him stumble. "Heghlu'meH QaQ jajvam!" shouted T'gorr, as the human man grinned.

"I'll answer any challenge!" he replied, with an eagerness to impress his lady friend. T'gorr suddenly feigned a lunge at the human, roaring with laughter as he flinched and stepped backwards. "Is there no-one worthy?" the Klingon dared the group of Starfleet personnel who had begun to gather around to view the ongoing encounter.

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"Yes, yes, yes" came a small and unassuming, almost squeaky voice in the docking corridor between Adna and Majestic. "Yes, yes this will do nicely! This will do nicely!". A Ferengi, small and with the most perfectly groomed ears, scurried behind a woman on a flowing dress leaving the Majestic. "Yes! I say! I say you there" he called, not noticeably enough to gain her attention. He dematerialised and then reappeared in her path, his sharpened toothy grin growing as he eyed her up and down "yes, you hoo-min feee-male; you, you come here" he wobbled closer to her and pulled a Ferengi data padd from his pocket, "come come come" he said, opening the padd display and showing her a set of prices, conversion rates and trade equivalences; "for the dress hoo-min, Splin will ensure a good time. Very good time yes". he cackled, having offered a bargain now feee-male could turn down.

The starfleet woman looked at him with a strange regard; it was almost pity but largely disgust. She rolled her eyes and pushed past, "urgh no thanks" she replied rudely.

"Hmm" came the high pitched reply from the Ferengi hologram, "you see Splin for whatever you need! You see Splin!" another cackle escaped the Ferengi as he moved on to someone new, "you! You there!" he began, eyeing the expensive looking shoes on the approaching person.

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SYS-SCAN; uss-majestic; control-systems
;command-overrides
; SYS-ACT; tunnel-protocol-data-access;
:command-code-override 7%
:tactical-systems 3%
:helm-system 7%
:EMH-system-control 12%
:enviro-system 8%

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