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Star Trek : The Journey Continues

@BlueSky44

Thanks.

Do you think Avillaa and Ginny could be bunkmates then? They could have missed each other this morning easily.

Dungeon Fantasy [A Comedy Rp!]

Why is it so surprising Gwen is upset about No's behavior? The guy's basically straddling her chair, getting right up next to her, staring, then suggesting he's the best thing that ever could happen to her. There's flirting, but No is bordering on sexual assault.

@Raizin
Sorry, I thought there would be a way to tell from his human form that he's a werewolf. I'll fix that then.

Dungeon Fantasy [A Comedy Rp!]

@Holy Soldier
You're purposely making sure No isn't chosen for leader, aren't you?

Star Trek : The Journey Continues

Ginell Conlach

Location: Quarters, Bridge

Ginny couldn't believe her luck, assigned as a navigator to the newest ship of the fleet. And she had just graduated. It was all too unreal, yet it was. Ginny got to know some of her crew better during the wait and promised to meet them at the lounge for a game or two, but first things were first. She rushed to her quarters and hastily unpacked and organized. Afterwards, Ginell found that she still had some time before mess hour and rushed out. There was one person she had yet to meet personally.

The doors opened to the bridge and the Trill awedly walked in. It was a beauty to behold and the engines were throbbing in their standby mode, eager to let loose and fly. Ginny sat in the navigator's seat and placed her hands on the controls, familiarizing herself with their feel and location. She didn't actually press anything, she wasn't brain dead. But just sitting there, the power seemed to flow through and energize her, exciting feelings of both fear and joy. Ginell may never be joined to a symbiote and help one experience life. But here, Ginny had fulfillment and adventure.

The girl just sat there for a while, feeling the energy and drinking the moment in. Then she sighed and got up. It was about time to head to the mess hall, though she might have some time to sprint into the lounge and see what fun was to be had. She may as well get along with her fellow crewmembers. Then she took one more look at the navigation console, before exiting the bridge doors that slid closed behind her.

Star Trek : The Journey Continues

@BlueSky44

What rank is Ginny?

Dungeon Fantasy [A Comedy Rp!]

Name: Gwendolyn
Level: 1
Race: Elf
Class: White Mage
Date/Time: Day 1 / Morning
Location: Bridgewater - Greased Oak Tavern - the meeting table in the main lounge.
Tagging: @Holy Soldier@Raizin@Ayemdar@Fetzen@Vec@KoL@JackalopeLove

Gwendolyn just froze as other people trickled into the scene, too stunned by the utter audacity of the so-called "dragon." He was way too close and definitely flirting. The smell of apple pie eventually snapped her out of it, resulting in her pushing her chair back, loading her bow, and aiming it at No's heart. "Stay away from me." she yelled, then sat herself at a different chair between the half-elf and the gnome before putting away her weapons.

Then she turned to the pie-bearing newcomer and smiled, "Yes, this is the meeting place. And I'm sure most people would like pie. Thank you." Then she sliced herself a piece and ate, more delicately than the newcomer, but she was not going to complain about table matters when there were worse faults. Then she got a good look about who all had arrived and said,"Is this everyone? If so, then we better get this meeting started."

Star Trek : The Journey Continues

T'Plior

Location: Her Quarters, Sick Bay

If T'Plior had been human, she would have sighed in relief once she reached her quarters on Deck 2. She had of course arrived by the specified time, which meant that she had arrived early for humans and was patiently waiting in silence for the ship to allow on personnel while overhearing the inane small-talk of her fellow crewmembers. Once the crew was allowed on board, T'Plior had to heighten her mental shields as she was forced into the crowd then had them heightened to full max to shake the Captain's hand when she offered it. But she was vulcan, which meant that she immediately went to work unpacking while relaxing the barriers that allowed her as a touch-telepathic to handle the emotional states of so many at once. After she had finished unpacking, T'Plior adjusted the environmental controls to be more like her homeworld's.

Then she checked the clock. The Captain had commanded everyone to be at the mess by 1600 hours. There was some time left before hand. Logically, it would be spent preparing Sick Bay for active use. Therefore, T'Plior set up her mental shields then set out towards sick bay. Once there, she checked inventory and found everything was there as it was suppose to be. Then she checked the operating status of the equipment and found nothing amiss. Finally, T'Plior sat down in her office and drew up the crew medical files. She scheduled the required first check-up, starting with the captain then the senior officers. Then started reading through and memorizing all the records so that she was conversent in the probable medical needs of the her future paitents.

Dungeon Fantasy [A Comedy Rp!]

Name: Gwendolyn
Level: 1
Race: Elf
Class: White Mage
Date/Time: Day 1 / Morning
Location: Bridgewater - Greased Oak Tavern - the meeting table in the main lounge.
Tagging: @Holy Soldier @Ayemdar Mentioned: No, Raven

Gwendolyn could already tell she was going to have a swell time as part of this guild. As she exited the stairs and spotted the table, she could already spot her two fellow compatriots. One had obviously drunk too much last night and was dealing with a hangover and a bloody head How did he get the head wound?, and his attire marked him as a regular barbarous type. The other might not be so bad, but had tried to start a conversation with the brute, definitely social then. "Last chance to back away and come up with some other plan to make money. What other plan?" And sighing, she screwed her shoulders and walked over to the battlefield called socializing.

"Looks more like he had a good time last night." Gwendolyn replied to the half-elf as she neared the table. "It's this morning that's rough for him." Then she neared No and said, "Hold still." Before casting heal for his bleeding head wound and cure for the headache and nausea. Satisfied with her work, Gwendolyn sat down then realized she'd forgotten something. "My name's Gwendolyn by the way" she offered while alternating her hand between No and Raven to see who would shake it first.

Star Trek : The Journey Continues

@RumikoOhara

He looks good to me, though what exactly does it mean when it says he's weak to computer?

Here's my navigator submission (I came up with her race before AL showed up). Feel free to give feedback.

Ginny Conlach

Character Summary

Name: Ginell Conlach
Alias: Ginny
Homeworld: Trill
Race: Trill
Age: 22
Rank:
Area of Expertise: Navigation (some science)

Description

(Just imagine auburn hair)

Height: 5' 4"
Weight: 110 lbs
Hair Color: Auburn
Hair Style: Braided and wrapped around as above
Tattoos/scars: The usual spotted pattern of the Trill

Personality

A friendly girl, Ginny goes out of her way to get to know people and greet them with a smile. She's willing to join in the fun and is not a stickler for following regulations or laws she considers unreasonable. Underneath that lies a fiery core, a call for adventure,a curiosity of the unknown, and a detirmination to stay on course. It was through her determination that Ginny balenced both her love of society with the need to study and her detirmination is going to make her the best pilot of Starfleet. She may be new from the university, with a tendency to charge into situations and be cocksure that she's going to get out of them alive, but she's got real fire and is not going to flicker out easily.

Positive Traits

• Fiery
• Curious
• Determined
• Friendly

Negative Traits

• Party Girl tendencies
• Overly Cocky
• Impulsive
• a Bit Rebellious

History

Growing on Trill, Ginell Conlach had hoped to harbor a symbiote. But she was weeded out of the program and became discouraged for a time. She knew that she didn't want to live an ordinary life, but wasn't sure what to do. Then she ran across an advertisement for attendance to Starfleet Academy and another chance at an unordinary life. She applied herself to her studies and managed to be accepted. Once she got in, she fell in love with the flight simulators, the feel of a ship soaring through her hands and knew which position she longed to be. So, she signed up for the required classes as well as any non-required classes that caught her eye such as Quantum Mechanics or Theatre and any clubs or events that interested her. Within her years, she always managed to be among the top of her class while also making friends and hanging out with people. It was while socializing that she learned more about human culture and gained the nickname "Ginny." She was known to toe the line on occasion, but never got into any major trouble. Eventually, she graduated with high honor was assigned to the USS Tricyion for her maiden voyage.


Dark Red

Abilities

Strengths

• Pilot Prodigy
• Photographic Memory
• Quick Reflexes
• Agile
• Social

Weaknesses

• Inexperienced
• Physical Strength
• Acts before Thinking
• Strategizing

Star Trek : The Journey Continues

@BlueSky44

Then I'll take Navigator. Everyone else is taking on two characters, I may as well do my fair share.