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Star Trek PBeM - Character Record
Tyran Arloch
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Player: Steve Hyatt
Character: Tyran Arloch
Rank: Ensign
Position: Computer Programmer Analyst
Physical Description:
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Race: Human Sex: Male Handedness: Left
Age: 23 Height: 5'8" Weight: 163 lbs
Hair Color: Brown Eye Color: Brown Skin Color: White
Notable Features: Scar on left foot (glass cut).
Family:
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Born 22/3702.05 in Calgary, Canada. Father: Jerideth Arloch, financial broker.
Mother: Linda Arloch, bio-geneticist. Brother: Marcus (33), real estate agent.
Sisters: Karen (30), whereabouts unknown; Jody (29) freelance photographer;
Hannah (24) graduate student of history, University of Western Ontario.
Service Record:
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5501-5812: Star Fleet Academy
Terra, Sol Cadet
Department of Science, Performance: Satisfactory
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5901-5912: Cadet Cruise - Colonial Operations
USS Voyager, NCC-6811 (Bader Scout) Midshipman
Data Analyst, Performance: Satisfactory
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6001- Fleet Operations
USS Phobos, NCC-20137 (Loknar Frigate) Ensign
Computer Programmer Analyst, Performance: No rating
Personal History:
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Tyran was born in Calgary, Canada, the son of a Terran bio-geneticist and a
Centauri commodities broker. He found his knack for computers at a young age,
becoming a programmer in his early teens and falling in love with the ground-
breaking research being done in Artificial Intelligence. He also dreamed of
space travel and exploration. While his parents wanted him to go to college to
work toward a civilian career in computer science, Tyran chose instead to
follow his heart and apply to Star Fleet Academy.
Service History:
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On the basis of his early work with computers and his good academic scores,
Tyran was accepted into the Academy and worked toward his commission from 2255
to 2259. During his Cadet Cruise aboard the USS Voyager, however, he found
himself spending more time in Engineering than in the computer labs (as he was
expected to understand the physical output of his software in intimate detail).
Life aboard the Voyager was a never-ending cycle of drills for Tyran, his
instructors taking a peculiar pleasure in making certain that any person who
could dare ask for root access on a starship computer would damn well be worthy
of it. In short, they wanted him to understand the critical role computers play
on a starship, so that if the AI should go down, deactivating the safety
mechanisms all over the ship and reverting all controls over to manual process,
he would be well aware of the risks involved.
In one particular exercise, demonstrating the danger of mixing transporters and
ignorance, Tyran was put in a scenario where the objective was to be met by
transporting a photon torpedo from one ship to another. He'd been given access
to the technical manuals several weeks in advance and was expected to have
their contents memorized. Unfortunately, his computer studies had gotten in the
way, and he wasn't quite up to snuff on the engineering material. When he
transported the fake torp (a relatively simple task deserving of little study-
time), the lights in the transporter room started flashing, and the dunce-alarm
went off, alerting people all over the ship to his mistake. Then the chief
instructor walked in with a scowl on his face, and Tyran got the chewing-out of
a lifetime. Apparently, in the simulation, the anti-matter contained in the
p-torp had reacted with the positive-matter of the casing. The integrity of the
p-torp was lost during transport because of strange things that happen inside
the transporter's pattern buffer, an area of subspace containment. The end
result was the (simulated) destruction of the entire ship.
They told Tyran that hundreds of (simulated) people were killed, that he was a
disgrace to the uniform, and most of all, that he must never try to transport
antimatter. Ever! After the incident, however, Tyran went back to his textbooks
and studied his butt into social oblivion, going so far as to find articles on
the intricacies of transporter technology and learning over the course of
several weeks that his instructors were wrong. Antimatter could be transported,
but not at the same time as normal matter, and only with the implementation of
certain safety features such as the reversal of the phase-transition matrix (a
task which took two weeks to write the script for, and another four to debug).
This exercise and others like it gave Tyran a familiarity with various "red-
flag" systems and how they were monitored by the AI. However, since Tyran
wasted a lot of time delving into his mistakes, he just barely slipped past the
final trials and, upon the completion of his cruise, was assigned to the USS
Phobos, a border patrol craft.
Medical Notes:
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Tyran has an unusually high resistance to disease, partly due to the "genetic
fixing" he had undergone as a proto-embryo before being implanted in his
mother's womb. He was part of a test study his mother had volunteered for.
While the study's findings were mixed, he seems to have benefitted from the
treatment, and has rarely caught any illnesses to this day.
_ /| Jim Vassilakos
\`o_O' jimv@cs.ucr.edu
( ) jimv@wizards.com
U Riverside, California
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