Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-28365753-20161208025545

Captains Log Stardate 4177 Captain Susan Rakam of the USS Occam’s Razor Science Ship of the United Federation of Planets

Our ship has come across a previously unknown inhabited planet. The world seems to be inhabited by various races with technology roughly equivalent to the Middle Ages of Earth. There seems to be two main groups of sentient lifeforms on the world. One is a human analog while the other is quite more varied, but are similar in the fact that they are entirely female. These female races still require males to reproduce which they obtain from the humans. This is done through courtship or more likely the forced acquisition of mates. The whole setup seems rather strange and is surely leading to a demographic catastrophe as the female races known collectively as mamono exhaust the supply of available males. Our estimates show that the current situation could only have been going on for a scant thousand years or so or they would have breed themselves into extinction by now. Something must have happened to alter the world in some way. How this came to be is a mystery.

We have been in orbit for several weeks observing the planet and are about to send an away team down to the surface to obtain samples and further information on the planet’s culture. This should be a fairly easy mission as the team can pass as the local “humans” without any modifications. Our target is the outskirts of one of the mamono major cities known as Lescate. Hopefully all goes well.



Captains Log Supplemental 0900 hours

Disaster has befallen our away team. Every single member has been captured by the locals. Apparently they mistook a small member of the mamono for a human child and most of them were knocked unconscious. A few tried to run away but were cornered by some sort of unknown energy weapon before being pacified.

Since that time we have attempted to transport them out, but there is an energy field that is preventing them from dematerializing. We may have seriously underestimated the technology level of this planet. I can only hope that our rescue mission is successful.



<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10pt;line-height:107%;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;background-image:initial;background-position:initial;background-size:initial;background-repeat:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;">Captains Log Supplemental 1600 hours

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10pt;line-height:107%;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;background-image:initial;background-position:initial;background-size:initial;background-repeat:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;">Our second away team has fared as well as the first losing contact with them shortly after their arrival on the planet. The only good thing about the situation is that Lieutenant Stacy Evans the leader of the original away team has been able to make contact with the ship. She has violated the prime directive though relaying a message from the ruler of the city state. This will probably result in a court-marshal although I will be lucky if I manage to avoid one as well.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10pt;line-height:107%;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;background-image:initial;background-position:initial;background-size:initial;background-repeat:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;"> Lt. Evans states that the Queen of the city, one Druella, wishes to conduct face to face negotiations with me in my office aboard the Razor. While I am reluctant to bring a primitive onto the ship it seems to be the only way to recover our men. After all I have a phaser under my desk and a security force outside. What is the worst one person could do? <span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:10pt;">

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