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Series One is a series of roleplay stories by Grand_Tarkin following the events surrounding the first interactions between the Coalition of Federation Planets (the successor state to the United Federation of Planets) and Doggerland. In addition, Series One continues the story of the 23rd century ship, U.S.S. Enterprise (NCC-1701-B), and their travels to the 31st century.
Series One is ongoing.
Episode 1: "Message in a Bottle"
EPISODE 1: 10/29/2020 - N/A
Part 1
Meanwhile, five months ago...
"Captain’s Log, Stardate 60935.3, Captain Harriman reporting. It’s been three months since we arrived here, and we’re no closer to finding a way home. My orders to the crew have been simple: we’re still Star Fleet officers, so we’re still going to carry out our mission. I don’t even know what our mission is anymore. We’ve surveyed sections of the Sol System, but without warp drive it’s taking us a long time to get around. So much has changed. I suppose my hope is to find some kind of anomaly, some kind of… anything to get us back home. The crew haven’t lost hope, but I fear the day is nearing when we will have to accept our condition, and learn to live with the fact that we now live in the 31st century. End of log."
Harriman stands from the desk in his ready room, loosening his collar. He picks up a picture on his desk, it is of a young woman smiling with a dog in her arms. He smiles contently. Suddenly, the comm system is activated. A voice is heard.
"Yellow Alert. Yellow Alert. Captain Harriman to the bridge."
Harriman puts down the picture, re-adjusts his collar and walks out of the ready room. He enters the bridge. "Report, Commander.", Harriman says looking towards the First Officer, Commander Daniel Jacobs.
"We've detected a probe, bearing 474 mark 183. Distance, 18,000 kilometers.", Jacobs relays.
"What kind of probe?"
The Operations Officer, Mr. Hawk, speaks, "The hull signature appears to be of Starfleet origin, however we cannot be sure from this distance."
"Helm, lay in a course."
"Aye."
Harriman turns to Jacobs, with his hand rubbing his chin. "What do you think?", Harriman says in a lowered tone.
"Well... it could be Starfleet. They could've figured out what happened and have sent a probe to find out. It could be a rescue.", Jacobs says.
"I didn't ask what it could be, I asked what you think?"
Jacobs sighs, "A life boat from the 23rd century, sent to us just as our hope begins to decay. Seems a bit convenient to me, Sir."
Harriman nods, his hands now by his side, "Yeah.", he says reluctantly.
"We are within visual range.", says the Tactical Officer, a human.
"Onscreen."
The viewscreen activates, displaying the probe. It is advanced, modern. It doesn't appear to be of the same design as a 23rd century probe. However, it is distinctively Starfleet.
"Analysis, Mr. Hawk."
The Operations Officer continues to check his station console before responding, "The hull configuration and spectral analysis confirms, sir, this is a Starfleet probe. However, it does not appear to be of any known Starfleet design."
"Can you bring it onboard?", Jacobs says.
"Yes, sir.", Mr. Hawk replies.
"Activate a tractor beam, tow it into Hanger Bay Two. Mr. Hawk, you're with me. Mr. Jacobs, you have the bridge.", Harriman says, standing up. He walks towards the turbo-lift, with Mr. Hawk following.