Damned genius, this is. AND NO DAMNED LANTREE IS INVOLVED=8B EITHER!
Group: alt.startrek.vs.battlestar-galactica Date: Tue, Jan 4, 2005,
1:03pm From: BillV2320@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
(The=A0Saltex=A0Brujo)
Damned genius, this is. AND NO DAMNED LANTREE IS INVOLVED=8B EITHER!
Group: alt.final.conflict Date: Fri, Dec 31, 2004, 2:26pm From:
BillV2320@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
(The=A0Saltex=A0Brujo)
Damned genius, this is. AND NO DAMNED LANTREE IS INVOLVED=8B EITHER!
Group: alt.final.conflict Date: Tue, Dec 28, 2004, 9:01pm From:
BillV2320@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
(The=A0Saltex=A0Brujo)
T a l e s o f K E T ' O C E L W H I T E ! The tales of the M.P.D.S (Most
Puissant
Dominion Ship) KET'OCEL WHITE began, of course, with it's odd origins.
It was built at Utopia Planitia shipyards: the main Starfleet shipyards.
And her name was, in those days, U.S.S ENTERPRISE. The famous NCC-1701D.
After a seven year life the "Booby D" was totalled on Kirk's World in
the Veridian system. The primary saucer section was salvaged by an
insurgent Dominion Retrieval Squad (the famous Xhalax Regiment) and
brought to Cardassia Prime for intelligence purposes. And to be rebuilt
as the Dominions prime propaganda weapon. Such a treasure trove of
information could not go unheeded for long. Top Spoonhead and Vorta
computer experts sought to reconstruct the data base. But the erasure of
the computers by the initial Federation salvage team had been thorough.
All according to Starfleet protocol. As if that was thorough enough when
dealing with the
Dominion! Soon, using something called an "Underspace Meta-Chronal
Isolinear PurgeTrace Reconstructor", they had the Federation flagship's
entire database reconstructed! Woe betide the Alpha Quadrant. ???But
that database turned out to be no as useful as the Dominion had thought.
Such things as command codes and other security protocols had been
changed and upgraded since the onset of hostilities. Much of the
information the Spoonheads already knew, though the crew manifests did
much to fill in Dominion profiles of Starfleet personnel. Some of the
shameful acts of old Cueball, as the Cardassians liked to term Capt.
Jean-Luc Picard, that were locked away in the ENTERPRISE database (as it
had been his ship) were of much mirth to the Cardassians, but the Vorta
didn't get it. The Jem'Hadar didn't care... The Guls got lots of
interesting holodeck programs to defile. The ones found in Commander
Riker's file on Risa were especially popular. So now they have a
moderately damaged Galaxy-class primary hull sitting in a top secret
spacedock orbiting Cardassia Prime. What to do with it now? Have it
melted down and salvaged, the Spoonheads say in their usual
shortsightedness. Not so fast says the Founders. We gots us an idea.
??????Only those odious devils, the Changelings, could have thought of
it! The masters of disguise had come up with a plan to sow seeds of
confusion and to sink Star Fleet morale to new low depths. "We notice",
the Supreme Changeling of the Alpha Quadrant said "that in one of your
prisons is a human named Thomas William Riker." One of the Guls frowned
and said "He's barely alive. Gul Madred hasn't been too kind to him."
The other Spoonheads chuckled knowingly. Madred was infamous even among
these galactic sadists. "But Dr. Moset is there, keeping him alive." The
smooth features of the shape shifter betrayed no emotion, but "her" eyes
glinted with a sharpness of pure jevinite. "You had better make sure he
IS alive, and from this moment, safe. If he is not, your entire race
will suffer the consequences." The Spoonies looked at each other. The
Jem'hadar present stood indifferent and seemingly unheeding, but at a
signal from a Founder they would do ANYTHING they said. And the number
of Jem'hadar in Cardassian space grew daily..."If we had known you had
some plan for him..." A gul stammered. The Changeling did "her" best to
smile "We have only now made our intentions clear. We want this 'T.W.
Riker' brought to Base One at once. We want any physical and/or mental
duress discontinued at once." The Spoonies whipped out curt orders and
breathed a sigh of relief. "Turning to other orders of business", the
changeling said, "What news of the ENTERPRISE hull?" The Spoonie in
charge of the orbital facility said, " We have gleaned all the useful
information in their computer core, and were about to have the hulk
salvaged when your...request for a delay stopped us." The changeling
shook "her" head. "You Cardassians are such an impulsive, short sighted
people. Hopefully, your inclusion in the Dominion will teach you some
resourcefulness and initiative.Otherwise we may have to relegate you to
record keepers and VERY minor functionaries." The Cardassians looked
uneasily about them; the Jem'hadar were as unflappable as ever, but the
Vorta seemed to have a humorous glint in their normally unreadable blue
eyes. "Well, we hope to learn from our Dominion allies some of their
wisdom." A gul said carefully. The moment passed and the changeling
said, "You do well to. Now, we want the primary hull of NCC-1701D also
transferred to Base One, and also request technical personnel who know
alot about Starfleet and Federation starship production and related
fields. We also need for you to go through your inventories of salvaged
parts..."
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