NEW ROMULUS (RP)
Figured the Romulans deserved a place to run around. Basically the same as Earth Spacedock (RP) and First City (RP). Play as one of your Romulan captains (of either allegiance), or if you're feeling adventurous, any other captain who happens to be visiting the planet.
RP/fic any of your (Romulan) Captains on New Romulus:
Rules/tips:
Types of play (can combine more than one):
List of New Romulus department head NPCs:
External links:
- (Nothing just yet)
RP/fic any of your (Romulan) Captains on New Romulus:
- New Romulus Command Locations
- New Romulus Article (Locations and other useful information)
- RP Discussion Thread
Rules/tips:
- No NSFW stuff.
- Don't take over other people's RP characters (without permission, anyway)
- In general, you should 'conveniently omit' context that states your character as "the player/the one" from in-game, and, instead, generalize events, so as to maintain a shared semi-non-conflicting RP-thread continuity. (It is not to say your character didn't engage in specific episodes/events, but not to specify they did either. Large scale events, like fleet battles (i.e. The Iconian attack at Earth, various red alerts, etc.) are encouraged to mention, but may still require some generalization. Use your best judgement, or if you're not sure, feel free to ask!)
- The RP is in a perpetual state of the year 2410 (until the game moves forward).
- Yes, I know that this thread is a little broader, since the others focus on Earth Spacedock or First City specifically, while this one includes not only New Romulus Command, but the planet entirely. More room for creativity, I guess. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Types of play (can combine more than one):
- Integrated with story - Join other Captains in solving an issue
- One off/or more than one off - Like a mini fanfic, make a short stop to replenish supplies, drop off prisoners, etc.
- Side story - Posts about stuff your Captain is dealing with. Can work well with "Integrated with story".
- (Although there are probably more.)
List of New Romulus department head NPCs:
- See above links for various NPCs. More to be added as they are introduced, if at all.
External links:
- (Nothing just yet)
Winning.
Spoiler
A Romulan, hiding in the shadows in some high-ranking looking Tal Shair-esque uniform, watched him closely, almost suspiciously, for one reason or another. He pulled out an unusually Klingon communications device, holding it closely. "I've found him," he whispered into the device, putting it away.
Winning.
"Uh," she said. "Sorry to interrupt, but I think you're being watched?"
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"So, are you with the Republic?" she asked Nat'tak.
He looked around at the Epohhs around them, turning to Tressa. "Do you want an Epohh friend?"
Winning.
It was her Chief engineer. "Centurion Reivf to Commander Tressa. I'm sad to report that we've received no applicants for our crew thus far. It's just me. I'm your crew."
"Dammit, Reivf! Did you post the ad with the music?"
The other woman replied, "Yes, ma'am. I even published it on Republic social networks."
"Well that's awkward. Keep trying. As soon as our new ship is ready, I want to fill it with appropriate crew. It's just too bad the last one quit on me."
Then, "Well, maybe if you weren't so reckless in your ship combat—"
"Hey, do you want to be relieved of duty when we start new? Cause I'll do it," Tressa threatened.
Reivf answered, "Depends on if the new ship has a bar. Anyway, I'll try some of the rebels I fought the Tal Shiar with. Reivf out."
A large Gorn walked up to them, looking down at Nat'tak. "Problem, Commander?"
Nat'tak looked up at him, raising an eyebrow. "Hunting for a Tal Shiar agent. Who are you?"
"Captain Nat'as," the Gorn replied. "You?"
"Huh?" Nat'tak replied. "My name is Nat'tak. Funny, huh?"
Winning.
Nat'tak and Nat'as continued down a path that would eventually take them to the Atlai river.
A Ferasan leapt down out of nowhere, making angry cat noises and pouncing on Tressa, as the Gorn proceeded to grab Nat'tak.
Winning.
"Nat'tak? How are you doing?" she asked.
"Don't move," a voice said. Nat'tak turned, shocked. It was the apparent Tal Shiar agent from before.
The Gorn, Nat'as, walked over and woke up the Ferasan, then walked over to Tressa, pulling out his own Klingon disruptor and aiming it at the Romulan as well, prompting the apparent Tal Shiar agent to turn his attention to Nat'tak, who was being restrained by the Ferasan.
"Commander Nat'tak, you are under arrest for conspiring with the enemy during a time of war and engaging in numerous sabotage operations against the Romulan people. Resist, and both you, and your friend, will die." The agent pulled out his Klingon-style communicator, pressing a button on it. "I.R.W. Natius, 5 to beam up."
The agent, Nat'as, the Ferasan, Nat'tak, and Tressa all dematerialized into a Romulan transporter beam.
I.R.W. Natius, transporter room
Nat'tak and Tressa were immediately put in cuffs by various officers in Romulan Republic uniforms, with some obvious red markings to denote their department, evidently security.
I.R.W. Natius, Medbay
Eventually, they were taken down to some kind of lab, and placed on tables and restrained. Nat'tak tried to resist, failing horribly.
"I can't believe you're still operating," Nat'tak said, still trying to free himself. "What are you going to do with us? Feed us to the Elachi? Condition us into joining the Tal Shiar?"
"Nothing like that," the mysterious Romulan agent replied, motioning over another Romulan in a Republic medical uniform. "Don't worry, you won't feel a thing."
Everything went black for Nat'tak, as well as Tressa. Briefly, Nat'tak awoke, seeing the Romulan doctor working over him. Then everything went black again. Then a chamber of some kind. Then darkness. Then looking to the side, noticing Tressa, evidently sedated. Then blackness again.
I.R.W. Natius, Brig
Nat'tak and Tressa both awoke, restrained to probable interrogation chairs in a brig cell. The mystery Romulan stood there nearby, holding up a microchip of some kind with a pair of tweezers. "You see this? They had you bugged all along. You didn't even know you were a traitor, did you?" he asked Nat'tak, who didn't seem very impressed.
Winning.
The agent set the microchip on a table, setting the tweezers down beside it. "That's what I thought," he said, turning back to them. "Oh, you probably have no clue who I am. Call me... General Nat'al."
Nat'tak deadpanned. "You're the second Nat I've heard of since this morning. That can't be true."
"I noticed," he replied, coldly. "Don't try to distract the conversation. You evidently don't know it, but you've been working with the Tal Shiar for the last while."
Nat'tak's eyes widened. "Impossible. Besides, who are you working for then?"
"Romulan kind," he replied. "Not for the Republic, and definitely not the Tal Shiar... at least since they started experimenting on our own people."
"So what do you want with me then?" Nat'tak asked. "I never knew anything about this until now. Since the device has been removed, am I free to go?"
"No." Nat'al replied. "I can't risk the device being placed as a decoy of your being an actual agent. Besides, I could use your assistance in tracking down the Tal Shiar, and whoever they may be working for now, after all, they must have a new leader."
Winning.
"They don't," Nat'tak replied to Tressa. "They get scared into doing what they're told. Usually, anyway."
"Either way, we're heading for Romulan Star Empire space, where the signals from your bug originated." Nat'al walked around a bit, pressing a button on some console that spawned a holographic display of said space. "Located deep in their defenses, naturally. Also near Borg space, for probably obvious reasons."
The hologram zoomed in to a certain system, with 2 stars and 3 planets, the inner and outer ones gas giants, the middle one a smaller Class D planet, which was lit in particular, as Nat'al motioned to it. "We believe they have a secret base here where they are operating from. Our long range scans have already detected a Mandukar-class Tal Shiar Destroyer in orbit, as well as signs of a few T'Varo class Warbirds operating in groups patrolling the area."
"So what do you expect us to do?" Nat'tak replied. "Sit around in your brig while you break in and destroy their base?"
"No, of course not," Nat'al replied. "You'll be helping us to destroy the ship, as well as the base, and capture whoever is in charge so we can find out everything they know and finish off the Tal Shiar once and for all."
Winning.
Nat'tak just stared at Nat'al, who shrugged. "Well, it's not like you could get anywhere, the ship is far from your space and every possible means of escape or communications are locked down like you wouldn't believe."
Winning.
"What about mine?" Nat'tak interrupted. "At least let me bring one officer."
Nat'al sighed. "What's their name?"
"Tovan Khev. He's one of my more--" Nat'tak stated, being interrupted by Nat'al.
"NO!" Nat'al practically shouted. "That thing isn't coming anywhere near my ship! Do you realize how hard it was to get him off my ship once? The damn guy is indestructible, and he's causing all sorts of havoc with our intelligence records... did you know that he's serving on over a million different ships right now!?"
Nat'tak's eyes widened. "Forget it."
Winning.
He sighed and pulled up a communicator, this one being of Romulan design. "Helm, set course for New Romulus. We're picking someone else up." He turned to Tressa. "What's the name and class of your ship?"
Winning.
"Helm, set course for that base again," Nat'al ordered, putting away the communicator.
Winning.