Difference between revisions of "Robert M. Woodmark"
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| − | Ensign Robert Woodmark | + | Ensign Robert Maximilian Woodmark |
| + | Loves Andorian Ale, a taste he acquired while recovering from his accident on Andor. | ||
| + | Stardate 46227.4: (Under revision) | ||
| + | Prologue: | ||
| + | I was at my station on the bridge. The Spirit of Bellerophon, an Aerie class vessel, piloted by Dr. Dante Burgess requested, by audio, to dock. He stated he needed impulse drive repairs and quarters for himself until the repairs were made. His stated destination is Baker's World. After informing him of the regulations of the base and transmitting the procedures, I assigned him docking bay 17-34. Security and Engineering were informed at 08:17 and 08:24 hours. | ||
| − | + | Part 1: | |
| − | + | Moleculor Invertor, Li Paz, Bajoran, traveling engineer/merchant, mentions Dr Burgess missed their meeting. At which Dr Burgess freaked out. Kristom assisted him to Medical. | |
| − | + | Part 2: | |
| + | Dr Burgess is emitting tetryon particles. Upon further scanning and examining, a microchip inserted in his hand was found to be emitting the particle. | ||
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| + | Personal Log: | ||
| + | I have been exposed to an unknown source of tetryon particles and now emit them. Per Dr. Matson has reported that those exposed are not dangerous, to themselves or others. I have a science tricorder set to scan for tetryon particles and will use it to track my exposure status. | ||
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| + | Part 3: | ||
| + | After the night, I awoke with no rest. No dreams. I headed down to breakfast and met with Kristom and P'Kyrr. Kristom accessed his trichorder, but then freaked out. | ||
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| + | The doctor informed me I lost a kidney overnight. Quite shocking... and disturbing. Kristom lost his appendix. P'Kyrr lost inner eyelids. Luckily these were not life essential. | ||
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| + | Part 4: | ||
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| + | The three of us, now trapped on the other side, took a look around us. | ||
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| + | After the creatures left us, I took detailed scans of their equipment. I believed if we did make it out, Starfleet could use the medical and scientific data. | ||
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| + | The portal opened and marines came through, telling us to evacuate immediately. I inquired as to the length of our foray into subspace. Thankfully, it was the same duration we had noticed. | ||
Revision as of 12:01, 8 November 2011
Ensign Robert Maximilian Woodmark
Loves Andorian Ale, a taste he acquired while recovering from his accident on Andor.
Stardate 46227.4: (Under revision) Prologue: I was at my station on the bridge. The Spirit of Bellerophon, an Aerie class vessel, piloted by Dr. Dante Burgess requested, by audio, to dock. He stated he needed impulse drive repairs and quarters for himself until the repairs were made. His stated destination is Baker's World. After informing him of the regulations of the base and transmitting the procedures, I assigned him docking bay 17-34. Security and Engineering were informed at 08:17 and 08:24 hours.
Part 1:
Moleculor Invertor, Li Paz, Bajoran, traveling engineer/merchant, mentions Dr Burgess missed their meeting. At which Dr Burgess freaked out. Kristom assisted him to Medical.
Part 2: Dr Burgess is emitting tetryon particles. Upon further scanning and examining, a microchip inserted in his hand was found to be emitting the particle.
Personal Log: I have been exposed to an unknown source of tetryon particles and now emit them. Per Dr. Matson has reported that those exposed are not dangerous, to themselves or others. I have a science tricorder set to scan for tetryon particles and will use it to track my exposure status.
Part 3: After the night, I awoke with no rest. No dreams. I headed down to breakfast and met with Kristom and P'Kyrr. Kristom accessed his trichorder, but then freaked out.
The doctor informed me I lost a kidney overnight. Quite shocking... and disturbing. Kristom lost his appendix. P'Kyrr lost inner eyelids. Luckily these were not life essential.
Part 4:
The three of us, now trapped on the other side, took a look around us.
After the creatures left us, I took detailed scans of their equipment. I believed if we did make it out, Starfleet could use the medical and scientific data.
The portal opened and marines came through, telling us to evacuate immediately. I inquired as to the length of our foray into subspace. Thankfully, it was the same duration we had noticed.
