This is awesome, anyone else from the Los Angeles Area going?

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Also Josh Hartnett's buttocks. :blush:

oooo I must Google this! :evil:

Thanks for the fun day! Was a ball!

And thanks to my two team mates for the night, Eazzie for the treasure hunt and GXV3 for being my STO Wife

Was great fun. as I said in my status. thanks to all who put the energy into it. and the coordination of all its participants.. i couldnt have done it.
Im glad I won something, thats rare for me.(even though my names not there :p ) I put all my energy into a dramatic drunken beach performance lol

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Also Josh Hartnett's buttocks. :blush:

Yes, there's definitely that. But if you watch the end of episode 4 or 5 (I forget which) you're in for a bit of a treat involving Mr. Hartnett.

The progression of the show is a bit slow-paced but there's a reason for this so I'd advise sticking with it, you'll be able to see where certain plot points are going and how they're going to intersect.

Room's been booked at The Rio: Tuesday July 29th to Monday August 3rd. Little more than a month to go. Can't wait!

Thank you ever so much for the event. Shame I couldn't stay till the end .. time difference and all that. The winning of the Suliban Cell Ship was all due to Robert's hard work. I owe him big time.

Thank's again

Iain

Chapter XXIV: Familiar Dance

One hand wielding his palm beacon, the other his tricorder, Semil raced along the darkened mineshaft more quickly than he would have judged safe not two hours ago. K'vot struggled to keep up.

"Slow down. You're going to get us both killed, blundering your way into a crevasse, or worse." K'vot was not accustomed to playing the worriwart schoolmarm. But it suited him to protect the investment of his time and resources, to say nothing of the General's.

"Any slower, and we risk letting them get away." Semil was focused enough on his task, it was surprising he bothered to reply. "And besides, I think we're getting close."

"Explain to me again just why you think there's a way out going deeper into the mine?"

"Because miners need..." Semil paused, taken by some reading from his beeping tricorder. "Miners need ventilation. This way." Semil ushered K'vot into another turn.

K'vot would have called the passage unfamiliar territory, but then everything was unfamiliar in the monotonous pitch black outside of his torchlight beam. Even using his tricorder, he would be hopelessly lost without the Vorta by this point. It made sense to at least keep tabs on the Vorta. Bringing him back up to the mine's upper level would have been dramatically more complicated if he'd had to activate his pacifier implant.

"And now here. No, strike that." The Vorta double-backed at the four-way intersection, switching from a left to a right tack. "This way."

"Stop." K'vot was frustrated and angrier than usual, though he admitted it was not entirely directed at the Vorta. "Are you just getting us more lost? If we are cut off from the ship, you already said we're at too great a depth for them to contact us or beam us back."

"Yes, yes. But trust me. We don't have much further to go."

"I'm beginning to think you'd prefer I came from a miner family."

Semil would have taken the bait at K'vot's attempt at a joke, were he not so pressed for time. "There. Did you feel that?"

"Feel what?"

"Pick up the pace."

Now that Semil had mentioned it, K'vot did feel something on his face. The air in the mine had been cool and damp, with a decidedly musty odor that must have been dust and mine leavings. When they found a moment back on the ship, he'd have to stop by the Infirmary to request a respiratory purge from the Doctor. There was a cold nip to his face now. A biting chill -- moving air! The Vorta was on the right track after all.

"There. Do you see it?"

Even with the palm beacons, K'vot's eyes had accomodated to the dark just enough that he could sense the vague, faint glow emanating from the corridor ahead. His own pace quickened, now given some assurance of the Vorta's certitude.

Semil explained. "When we were down here before, I thought I could hear some air movement. Barely. Miners this deep can't operate without some ventilation assistance..." They turned a last corner, and found themselves at the bottom of a clear ventilation shaft. Looking up the several hundred meters of rock, they could make out the bright light of morning far above, piercing the top.

"You're not planning on climbing...?"

Semil reached for his communicator wristband, twiddling the knobs. "It's even better than I thought. Clear line of sight. If I remodulate the frequencies to resonate just so..." He thumbed the signal actuator, speaking into the communicator. "Vaq'ghol, come in. Landing party to Vaq'ghol. Respond."

The signal was garbled, but audible. "This is Vaq'ghol. We read you."

K'vot leaned in to Semil's communicator. "K'vot here. Can you get a lock on our coordinates?"

There was a pause. K'vot worried that the uplink was too tenuous and short-lived to make transport a viable option. He readied himself to reach for his remaining climbing pitons when the signal came back through. "Colonel, apologies for the delay. We think we have a lock on you now. Some adjustments were necessary." K'vot appreciated that his crew were just apologetic enough, but not overly so.

The Colonel motioned for Semil. "I believe you've earned the honor this time, Vorta."

It took Semil a moment for the order to register. "Vaq'ghol - joI yIchu'!"
Within moments, the two men recognized the familiar dance of sciltillant light that heralded the transporter beam.



Aboard the Vaq'ghol bridge, Semil and K'vot strode in hurriedly.

"Report."

"An Orion Marauder broke orbit 40 minutes ago and entered warp. Heading 315-mark-9."

"Helm, pursuit course. Maximum warp." K'vot resumed his captain's seat, as Semil slid into an unoccupied Tactical station at the rear of the bridge.

Semil didn't need to rely on the Tactical database readouts for certain knowledge. "Those Marauders aren't the speediest. We should be able to close that headstart." The minutest shift in the grav plating signaled the Vaq'ghol's entry to warp.

A dance of inputs from Semil's fingers brought up the calculations and astrogation charts he needed. "There aren't many Syndicate-administered worlds along that heading. Maybe if I can cross-reference..."

"No need." K'vot coolly remarked from his seat. "I know exactly where they are headed. You can skip ahead in your database search to the Verex system."

"Perhaps this would be a good time to share just who Fennaz is. You've clearly had dealings."

K'vot nodded. No need to obfuscate what was already clear. "He's a mid-level Syndicate operator. His operation helped locate and procure certain... items."

"Dominion technology."

"Some."

"Dominion cloning technology."

K'vot's wordless non-answer, Semil took as affirmation.

"You never told him what your requisitions were for, did you?"

"No, but he wouldn't have had to piece much together to know what we were planning..."

"And the Verex system?"

"An old Orion stronghold. Moreso in recent years. It's a key point of transit between Klingon and Orion-dominated territories."

"Then we can expect Fennaz will be acquiring some support."

"He's going to need it."

I certainly would not say no to more Trek based games. Although the days of Interplay v Activision etc are well behind us.

Alas while they try to create junk like the film tie in game that even angered JJ we will most likely only see more Mods like Armada 3 and Sacrifice of Angels 2.

Maybe the glut of upcoming Star Wars games and other space titles will see an interest in Trek games again as well. I would not say no to a Bridge Commander 2 if Elite Dangerous and Star Citizen drum up interest.

Gaming markets love to jump after the money. If Star Citizen etc get a lot of attention then the big players will want something similar to claw out cash for themselves. The classic situation where a big hit will spawn a bunch of clone games trying to cash in.

nick

does your label maker print color gradients? **evil grin**

My advice to you is to download the FES program, watch the help videos,and then experiment with combos until you find one that works for you. I finally optimized my binds in a way that worked for me and as a added bonus helped increase my DPS slightly. The best way to get great key binds is by trial and error.

Keep in mind that while key binds are allowed by Cryptic, Macros are not allowed and could get you banned from STO.

Key binds only assign functions to keys. Macros automatically activate skills/abilities based on timers and they can also be programmed to run constantly. Key binds were included by design while macros were left out because they can be abused and used to cheat.

Chapter XXIII: Fearless Pace

With a last few puffs of exertion, Semil grasped his way back up onto the ledge, K'vot had already ascended, rigging a heavier, more secure apparatus to cinch the moderately heavy crate up. He was casually perusing the contents of the crate with some caution - wary of disturbing its contents unnecessarily.

In some way, Semil was mildly surprised K'vot hadn't simply beamed up or otherwise absconded with their prize. For all the effort and resource that had clearly gone into his own resurrection and reprogramming, he still harbored some doubts the Colonel would have simply found it easier to just start over with a new batch.

A more trusting individual might have found the thought reassuring.

K'vot acknowledged the Vorta's arrival, as he panted and huffed damp, cool air. "Good. Now that you're here, we can finish moving this to the extraction point."

Semil raised a hand. "A moment to rest." He paused, trying to catch his breath up to his voice. "Surely, even a hardy warrior such as yourself didn't make that climb without even a little strain and exercise."

K'vot smiled inscrutably. Even if the Vorta had already proven himself to be several grades above the weakling reputation of his kind, in no small part due to K'vot's own efforts and guidance, the Colonel was in no hurry to allow the Vorta the satisfaction of knowing.

Semil had already reached for his canteen, slaking his thirst in great, greedy gulps as his breath eased and slowed. "I will take that as a decided maybe."

The Vorta drew in long, deep, deliberate breaths. He felt his heartbeat pound slightly less forcefully, and just a few paces slower as the feeling returned to his shoulders and arms, the source of much of his exertion in the ascent. He made his way over to K'vot, who was sealing the crate back up.

"I suppose you're in some sort of hurry to get back to the ship."

"He should be." A voice called out from the entrance to the cavern, unexpected and unfamiliar. The quartet of brutish Orions emerged from the darkness of the mineshaft, their disruptor pistols already drawn and trained on both K'vot and Semil.

Semil had realized he had been too spent to draw his weapon fast enough. Though he was surprised K'vot's reflexes could be so unpracticed. Still, he couldn't escape this impulse that itched, to reach for his sidearm and have it out in spite of the unfavorable odds.

Between the asymmetric numbers, and their unfavorable position backed up against the precipice, Semil's rational mind still had to put up no minor struggle against his visceral desire to see even one of the Orions casually terrified at his impending death.

As he raised his hands in surrender, his mind quieted in focus, intent on the interlopers. Only the faintest tremor in his shoulder belied his desire to reach for his disruptor.

K'vot, in contrast, viewed the new arrivals with open disdain. "I never would have expected you to be so adept at keeping up, Fennaz." K'vot's reserved contempt in addressing the Orions, Semil found wholly unexpected, un-Klingon. "But then, staying one step behind - five steps behind. It is hardly of any consequence."

Well, at least know I know why we were in such a hurry. But who are they? Obviously, K'vot has had some dealings, but it would have been a basic courtesy to have been told we were being chased or followed...

"K'vot. You should know by now that the Syndicate has little interest in your paltry insults." The older Orion, speaking on behalf of his compatriots is clearly Fennaz. Knowing Syndicate hierarchy, the other three can't be much more than hired muscle. Maybe one personal bodyguard among them.

Fennaz continued, "Results matter as far as we concerned. And you're to be commended for producing them in such record time." Fennaz gestured at the crate, motioning for K'vot to step away.

The Klingon Colonel did as he was told, stepping closer to Semil, his arms raising.

"And I see your Vorta friend is feeling better." Semil maintained his composure, despite clearly being referred to in order to elicit some kind of reaction. But what kind of reaction are they testing us for? From K'vot, from me?

"I would have half a mind to take him with us, if I thought his scrambled brain could be of any use." My, how these interlopers love to monologue. It was the one truly reliable galactic standard.

For his part, K'vot remained silent.

"As it stands, I think we'll be leaving with far more than we could have hoped for." A fifth Orion pulled a small antigrav sled behind him. He and one of the others hefted the crate onto the sled with minimal effort, and began back up the main mineshaft out of view into the dark.

The only real variable is how they'll try and kill us.

"I've thought about this day, K'vot. How I might kill you. So many ways - flay you alive. Stab you in the hearts. Gouge out your eyeballs and crush your skull with my bare hands like an overripe elanda fruit."

The Orions began backing into the dark mineshaft, the way out, as Fennaz continued, "But then, you'll forgive me for forgoing any ironic, poetic justice. I just don't care for poetry."

A glint of disruptor fire, and both K'vot and Semil instinctually dove to their respective sides for cover. From the dust and hail of pebbles, it was clear neither had been the target, but the ceiling of the mineshaft. Coughing, both Semil and K'vot looked up with their palm beacons to see the mineshaft to the surface effectively sealed. A generous pile of rock and rubble blocked their exit.

From the beams of their beacons, K'vot and Semil caught sight of each other, reassured that both were still in relative health.

"It seems that way is no longer an option. If we try and tunnel through it, it'll probably destabilize this whole cavern structure. Maybe you should delete it from your map."

Leave it to a Klingon to finally gain a sense of humor only in the direst of circumstances.

Semil began affixing his harness back to the rappelling gear. "Come on. If we can't go that way, finding an exit in this part of the cavern system could take hours."

Semil checked the tautness of his ropes; his piton anchors still seemingly secure. "I have an idea." With that, the Vorta began belaying himself back down the rock face, at a much more fearless pace than before.

Thanks Colby and Dave for the awesome event! I was able to attend and observe the Amazing Risa Race. I do wish I'd been able to participate, and could have for part of the race but sadly was called away during it. It was kinda funny watching the teams scramble the island to win the amazing prizes. Congrats to the winners!

Thank you for hosting such a fun event, guys! :D The Amazing Race was pretty intense! Loved the mini-game challenges! Gratz to all winners! *big hugs to all partipants*

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The Amazing Risa Race!

Congratulations to our Amazing Race participants and winners! First place went to team "Robeaze", with Robert and Eazzie both winning Suliban cell ships as a reward! Team Trekkie Monster with Aikune and Sej were second, with teams Lady Janes (Tanks and Xadez), and MetaBeasst (Beasst and Metatron) following shortly behind. Couldn't join us? Try out the challenges our participants had to complete during the race and see how you fare! Follow these links to the challenges!

Star Trek Memory Mini-Game, Star Trek Wordsearch Puzzle, Risan Picture Puzzle, Star Trek Multiple Choice Quiz





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Jungle Hide 'n Seek!

Congratulations to Dilen Archer, Valxocia, Bogae and Robert as well as all of the rest of our Hide 'n Seek participants for following the clues to find five of us hidden around the Risan islands! This was a fun and light-hearted event the hard fought battle of the Amazing Race that preceded this event!





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Jungle Bingo!

A huge congratulations to Sej and Metatron for winning the Jungle Bingo event! We handed out Risan themed bingo cards, filled with all sorts of Trek and Risan related icons in each bingo sheet square. We then called out clues for the items on the sheet until two of our members filled their entire bingo cards, and numerous other members completed other winning combinations! We gave out participation prizes to everyone, but Sej walked away with a Wells class temporal ship and Metatron a Hirogen escort for their win that evening!





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Late Night Luau and Cutest Couples Contest!

Our last contest of the night was the Cutest Couples contest! After we retreated to a quiet area of Risa, we livened it up with disco balls, party poppers and listened to the relaxing tunes of Radio Risa. We were happy to announce GXV3 and KnightChucky as the winners of the cutest couples contest!



Thanks very much too all who joined us for the Bash at the Beach event and to everyone who came out to help us run those events for the fleet! It was a fun day with great events for all who came out to help us run the events for the fleet!

Nowhere but Stonewall will you get fleet events and prizes like these, so be sure to join us throughout the year for additional fleet events, and enjoy what our amazing fleet and this terrific community has to offer!


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Oh lord. It's as if everyone (here, official forums, reddit) has forgotten how the current system works.

Under the new system, Mk XI costs one component that will cost 5k. Mk XII costs one 5k component and one 15k component. That seems to be currently regardless of type: beam array, shield, pulsewave rifle, flow capacitor. I should note that Mk Xs do not currently have any dilithium cost.

Under the current system, Mk IX weapons cost 5 Uncommon Unreplicables and Mk XIs cost 15 - at which were 1,000 dil a pop. Hell, Mk XI shields cost 31 Uncommons, and 75 Commons on top of that (10 dil each, but it adds up).

Yes, a crafter could buy the Unreplicable Mats on the Exchange. From what I understand, though, the components that cost dilithium? They can be put on the Exchange, too.

The actual dilithium sink will be if the crafter is completely impatient and wants to rush completion on non-component crafting. (I have no sympathy for rushers, so that's falling on deaf ears.)

Yep, the new system costs dilithium. But it always did.

I wasn't able to attend all of it but what I did manage to make was so much fun. Thanks to everyone who had a hand in putting this all together!

Just wanted to send my thanks to Voleron and Colby for crafting this great event! Was fun and am personally looking forward to what you'll bring to us next year!
Also a BIIIIIIG congrats to all winners and participants! I had a good time and I hope you did, too :)

Zephyr is still my favourite style, but Sun Moon has my absolute favourite outfit.