New: Temporal-Investigations (free, open-ended, email, human, startrek, rpg)

From: donotreply@pbm.com (PBM List Autoposter)

Date: Wed, 03 Oct 2007 07:13:06 +0000

Name:		Temporal-Investigations
Costs:		FREE
Email:		GM zat temporal-investigations.com
Frequency:		Atleast 1 post every 2 weeks, but no limit to the
number of posts at any given time. Most players so far submit atleast 1
post every few days.
URL:		http://www.temporal-investigations.com/
Type:		Time Travel Enforcement PBEM Game in the Star Trek universe
Last-Update:		2007Sep30
Keywords: free, open-ended, email, human, startrek, rpg

Description:

Star Trek: Temporal Investigations is a Play By-Email (PBEM) RPG
Simulation. While this RPG takes place in many different time-frames, the
original setting for this sim is the end of the 24th and beginning of the
25th centuries. TI began in 1997 as an IRC sim and was revived in this
format in 2007.

We are a play by e-mail RPG simulation set in the universe of star trek as
created by Gene Roddenberry. Our game began many years ago in the once
popular IRC sim format. Over that period of time the Temporal
Investigations (TI) storyline evolved and matured with an exciting history
of memorable missions and characters. Key mission synopsis from the first
TI can be found in the In-Character (IC) history file. TI-2 begins nearly
three years after the dramatic final IRC mission.

Throughout the site you will find detailed information about the game, our
missions, and crew. Our group of writers have contributed their creative
talents in the creation of a constantly growing environment, in-depth
characters, original story plots, and life-like relationships. We hope you
will enjoy reading the collaborative work from our team.
We encourage anyone with an interest in writing and role-play to come join
our adventure

Introduction to games begining:

Temporal Investigations II... where we left off

The Iconians came without warning. There were no temporal incursions
reported, no sensor contacts.. just the fleet of 3 Iconian world ships.
Everyone had heard of them, whispers in the dark of the lost civilization.
They vanished one day without a trace. No one had known where they had
gone or what had become of them; their highly advanced technology left
behind but seen by few. Now we know where they had gone and they have
returned. Once we thought they were a peaceful race.. boy were we wrong.

They came like a silent breeze back into our galaxy, determined to reclaim
the empire they had left behind. By the time we knew what they wanted it
had transformed into a hurricane. Fleets of starships encountered them and
were wiped away. Countless lives were lost in the defense of their worlds
that had once been claimed by the old Iconian Empire. They cared not what
had grown in their place since their departure. All that mattered now was
their ultimate goal of re-domination. They ripped through the Milky Way
determined to control all they could conquer. When they ran across us we
believed we could hide. We believed that we could bide our time and find a
way to stop them. Time was something we had grown to take for granted. Our
belief that we had control over time and therefore were untouchable proved
our largest mistake.

As we sat in our base reviewing plans and simulations attempting to
uncover a weakness to exploit, in they crept. They penetrated the Moriya
Nebulae and no one even knew they were coming. It was not until they had
breached the time bubble that we were aware of the incursion. As we
scrambled our ships to defend the starbase the realization hit us. There
was little hope for the survival of the Temporal Investigations fleet.

Though out gunned by their technology we refused to go down without a
fight. As the world ships converged on Starbase Chapman the fleet fought
with every tooth in their arsenal. Regardless the Iconians pushed forward
barely scratched. Our first sign that we would not survive came as the
Mossimo was disabled. Then the order came from the Chapman. The fleet was
ordered back away from the world ships. There was no time, ironically, to
launch even one escape pod. In a brilliant flash of light the starbase
created a cascade reaction. Deep within her core came a powerful blast
which caught even the Iconians off guard. Without a moment to react the
Iconian world ships were engulfed by the destruction of our base. Even all
their advanced technology could not withstand the force created by the
Chapman. The Iconians erupted into a ball of fire which would end the
march of terror.

For a brief second we thought it was over. The Iconians were destroyed and
the entire galaxy safe. Then we saw it.. created in the aftermath of the
Starbase's eruption; a tear in space ripping through the fabric of time. A
temporal rift had been created in the wake of destruction.

There was little time to react as the gravitational forces pulled the
fleet towards it. The Mossimo was helpless as it was drug disabled into
the event horizon. Commander Jonas knew there would be no pulling out; it
was up to him to close the rift. Onboard the Vernes, Captain Murski knew
what was to happen. Both ships converged on the anomaly determined to
close the tear before it could grow further. From a distance away we could
only watch as both the Vernes and Mossimo detonated their temporal drives.
A bright blue/green starburst erupted from the rift and within moments
brought the tear in on itself. It had been safely sealed back into normal
time and space.. but at what cost.

It is hard to believe that was three years ago. In those three years we
have been unable to carry out our mandate of policing the timeline. We can
only guess at what has been occurring in our absence.

Though it has taken us this long to regroup, we are finally ready to
continue in our mission. A new base, a new fleet, but nothing can replace
those we have lost. Many times I have wondered if I will ever break my own
rules and attempt to correct the nightmare we endured. It is not why we
are here though. We cannot compromise our own accords just to return our
family. Instead we must live out our mission in their name and honor.

We are the masters and enforces of time. We are the shadow that watches
over your shoulder. We are the ones to ensure you have a past and a
future.

The adventure in time returns.

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