Praeothmin

You're so gullible McTy...

Well, there are none that I know of for the armor, but here's the DS9 "Homefront" quotes for the personal shields: As for armor, they did wear them in ST II, and ST III. Why they stopped wearing armor is anyone's guest, but they did...

You just say that because you're not on their friend's list...

I agree with your assessment. While ship vs ship they should be more powerful, the fleet itself should be as you surmise... So YE Federation loses badly...

The plane, Boss, the plane!

Well, now you've hit 300...

What's wrong with that? Anyway, that's been my haircut for at least 10 years now, I've had a receding hairline since I was 15, but since I kept my hair very long, it didn't show as much, because where I have hair, it is relatively thick...

So will the new title be "Duke Nukem Forever... Delayed"?

Agreed, but as I said in my reply to Questor, from the outside the speeds do not look like 50-60mph (80-105kph), they seem much faster. Only when seen from the viewcreen does it seem so slow...

That's probably 'cause they didn't notice you, after all you spoke English so deserved less attention then dogshit...

Well, from your tenure at SB.com, I'd say you seem to suck shit at following the rules, period...

Then we have no argument, as I said I only "eyeballed" the speeds, I have no problem accepting speeds less than 330m/s in Voyager's and the E-D's saucer example... About the E-D saucer speeds "jumping around" when looking through the viewscreen, it may depend on zoom factor or the screen, the angle of descent, or something else. The exterior shots are very consistent though... And there are inconsistencies, even in the NEM example. In NEM, when the two ships are around a km apart, that's the 200m/s speed I estimated, yet just before the impact, the E-E seems to be gowing slower. Perhaps this is an illusion caused by the Scimitar backing up... This explanation is not perfect, but it's the only logical reason I can find for this... Enigma, the E-D's saucer may have entered the atmosphere going faster than sound, but the thrusters they had may have helped in slowing it down a bit...

Didn't you hear that terrible accent? Didn't you see the horrible striped shirts? It's tough, I tell you, no wuss can live here...

I just rewatched all three crashes on youtube, and I no longer believe in cruple zones. Voyager's crash was at a relatively shallow angle, and she hit mostly snow and ice. Eyeballing it, it seemed to be doing at least it's length every second, so 355m/s, or 1 278 kph. The E-D saucer impacted at a similar angle, and while it did hit two or three rocky outcroppings, it hit mostly trees and hills of packed earth judging by visuals. It's speed seemed to be 1 saucer length per second, so around 300m/s, or 1 080 kph. As for the Big E, it impacted the Scimitar while still accelerating, and seconds before impact, travelled approximately half her saucer length in one second, about 200m/s or 720 kph. Please note it went from dead stop to 720 kph in about 10 seconds, so in the seconds between the approach and impact, it may still have impacted at higher speeds. As for the impact itself, the Big E's saucer acted as a blade, and the Scimitar's flat surface could not act as a good deflector. We've had many inferrences of these ships being more resistant than standard materials, as in Enterprise the NX navigated asteroid fields where some rocks were half her size, and she was hit many times by asteroids close to 40 meters without even a scratch, so it stands to reason the Big E and Scimitar are made from sturdier material than packed earth or packed snow and ice, which would explain the greater damage suffered by the E-E... This "analysis" was done rather quickly, so it's far from perfect, but this is what I thought after watching all three crash scenes again...

I'm so tough, I live in Quebec, and have for the last 36 years...

No no Khas, it's all in the principle that if you pee, you're in...

When walking down a narrow corridor, I came across God. He backed away... And then ran back up to me and speared me in the gut, leaving me in a heap on the floor and laughing at my pain... I almost did not whimper...

Ty, any proof would actually be fabricated, not fabric...

Could be they didn't built her with crumple zone because she is way more compact than a Sovereign-class...

I'm so tough, I got a paper cut yesterday on the tip of my finger, and almost did not cry...

And when she crashed she was mostly unscathed, IIRC... Hhhmm...

Chapter 2 Then, as suddenly as all of it had begun, it stopped. In a bright flash of light, James regained consciousness, found his sight again, and felt all the pain he had receding, his compensators working once more. It took a few seconds for James to regain his senses, and he realized at once he was no longer in the magical laboratory. He was in a corridor, with calm white light, touch panels evenly spaced all along the walls, and a sterilized scent filling his nostrils. It reminded him of the shadow Delta clinics where he had gotten his implants and augmentations. He was making sure he was not injured when he heard the hiss of an automatic door to his right, and someone walking his way. Looking to his left, he saw another corridor bisecting his to the left, and headed that way quickly, all the while trying to make as little sound as possible. That’s when he noticed the floor was covered with carpet, making his stealthy retreat easier. He noticed some doors on the right side of the corridor he was in, and when he turned in the bisecting corridor, he noticed more doors. What was very strange was that the doors had no names to identify them, only numbers. As he examined them, he used one of the doors’ alcoves in the new corridor as a hiding place, putting his back to it, wondering where to go, what to do, when the doors behind him hissed open. He spun around, stepping back in the corridor in the blink of an eye to find himself facing a man wearing a black uniform with golden shoulder pads. The man started to lift his left hand across his stomach, most likely reaching for the golden triangle pin on his chest, while his right went to his waist to what looked like a taser gun in a holster. The man clearly had no reaction augmentations, so when James’s reflexes revved up into overdrive, he punched the guard hard in the stomach before any defence could even be attempted. The punch lifted the man off his feet, throwing him back in the room where he lay in a heap on the floor, 6 feet away from James. That’s when James noticed the second man in the room, standing to the left of the entrance. His hands were almost upon their targets when James’s side kick caught him mid-torso. He was propelled up and back, hitting the wall behind him with sufficient force to crack the translucent panel on the wall, and crumpled to the floor like a ragdoll. As he started searching the room for another opponent, all senses fully alert, James’s augmented hearing made him aware of what he feared the most in his current situation: a cry for help. “Intruder alert!†James heard coming from the corridor he had just left. The call for help had been issued with barely a whisper, with a soft, obviously female, voice. He exited the room he was in, bringing his pistol to bear on a small woman wearing an aquamarine jacket over what looked like a similar uniform to the security personnel he had just taken down. She was unarmed, except for a beautiful smile, perfect features and short blond hair. Her delicate frame showed through the tight-fitting uniform, and almost distracted James. The first rule of any such situation as James was in was always to gather information about one’s situation and surroundings, so he ran to the woman at full speed, which made her gasp in surprise. To her, James would have looked like a blur, and as if he had somehow teleported from the entrance in the bisecting corridor to her position, a distance of 8 meters, in less than a second. The fact that the masked, immensely fast stranger had appeared next to her pointing a big gun in her face had also startled her greatly. Still, she remained calmer and more composed than most people would, which made James respect her, but also fear her a bit. No one stayed that composed unless they had an ace up their sleeve, as James had come to learn in his “active†life. Still, if he showed her how dangerous he was, he could still jar her a bit, and probably get at least basic information. He pulled her along with him forcefully, showing her she could not hope to resist. He remained silent – hoping it would instil fear in her - until they reached the room where the two guards lay out on the floor, and only after the doors had closed again did he talk. “I am going to ask you some questionsâ€, he growled menacingly at her, “And if I don’t like the answers, I’ll have to use this gun to make very big holes in you. Understood?†He had no intention of hurting her anymore than necessary, and his gun was still loaded with gel bullets, but James knew the act he was pulling on her would unnerve her as it had many people in the past. He saw her flinch, and she seemed a bit more scared of him now, which made James slightly more comfortable. As he was about to ask his first question, there came a voice over hidden speakers in the room. “This is Lt. Cmd. Teramak, there is an intruder alert on deck 6, section 9. Seal all corridors and Turbolifts, and lock down Transporter room 4.†Then the badges on the two unconscious men in the room chirped, and a voice, the same as in the speaker announcement, called to them. “Security team 7, come in.†There was a pause, then the message resumed. “Security team 7, respond.†And then there was silence. James knew he didn’t have much time, as he was sure security of the place he was in could track the whereabouts of their men through what James now knew were like Comm-Links. So he asked the only question he thought he had time for: “Where’s the nearest exit to get out of here?†“That would be airlock 5, in section 8. But all the corridors and accesses will be locked down, you can’t…†“Shut the frag up, or I’ll make you another nostril!†James said. “Just tell where I need to go, and don’t worry about the rest!†She was about to reply, when James heard some sort of humming behind him. Keeping his gun pointed at the woman, he turned slightly to his left to see to columns of shimmering blue light appear out of thin air. These columns quickly coalesced into human form, although James was surprised that one of those humans was blue with white hair and antennas coming out of his head. But what had really caught James’s attention was the two tasers held by these new arrivals. James had no clue as to how these invisible people had succeeded in entering the room without opening the door, but his momentarily distraction allowed the women to strike. With a well placed kick, she hit James’s wrist, snapping his hand sideways and sending his pistol in a corner of the room to his left. James used the momentum from the impact to spin to his left, take a step closer to the human next to him. With his right hand, he grabbed the newcomer’s wrist and pulled, all the while continuing his spinning motion, bringing the man between him and the blue humanoid. His movement brought his quarry to James’s right side, so he side kicked the man at the same time he released his wrist, propelling him at his blue skinned colleague. The blue skinned man skilfully sidestepped his flying colleague to his right, all the while bringing his arm up to fire at James. Had James not been so fast, the blue skinned man might have succeeded in shooting him. As the man was about to press the fire button, James’s right fist impacted inside his opponent’s right wrist and made his taser fly away. But just as James had used the woman’s strike to advance on his opponents, the blue man used James’s to launch a left cross at his face. James’s short punch allowed him to bring his right hand up for a forearm block while he stepped forward for a left punch to his opponent’s sternum. He finished his move with a short, but powerful jab at the blue skinned man’s jaw, which knocked him down, dazed. He was still falling when James turned around and headed for his gun. Only the woman was also trying to retrieve it, and she was closing her hand on it when James hit her with an atemi to the neck. While the blow did not knock her out, she did fall heavily on the floor in great pain, unable to put up any more resistance, which was what James wanted. He picked up his gun, and sped to the door. It hissed open, and James quickly looked into the corridor, first to his left, then to his right. There was nothing to his left, but as he turned right, he saw two more men – obviously security officers – who fired at him. He barely succeeded in ducking the first shot, but the second officer hit him in the arm. He felt a shock that went up to his neck, and felt numb in his left arm. His pain compensators rapidly took over and he felt his fingers again. He shot out, shot only twice, one bullet per guard since they weren’t wearing any armor, and stood in the doorway, half concealed, while they fell down. As he ventured out and started to go right, he was hit in the left shoulder by another beam, and another hit him in the lower back. James fell to one knee, his whole body starting to feel numb, his compensators overloaded, and half turned to fire at the new arrivals. His first bullet hit the mark, but his second splattered against a bulkhead next to his target’s head, forcing the female security officer to take cover. As he was struggling to get up to take cover on the other side of the door, he was shot in the back, pitched forward and, for the second time that day, lost consciousness.

So your school doesn't believe in safe 'net? Wow, you must have trojans up the wazzoo...

I took pictures of myself buttfucking (girls dressed as) Jesus-Christ and an Muhammed and sent it (with my real name and address) to the Pope and the Middle East... No, but I did spit on to Coran... No, but i do laugh really hard when people make fun of religion, any religion...