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Engineering Log, 13-Feb-2384.

It's been twenty four hours since we encountered the most recent "salamander shuttle", and due to some residual transwarp energy, the entirety of Starbase 80 was trapped in a time loop for fifteen days.

We relived the hours of 0300 to 0624 .. a number of times.
February 14, 2025 at 5:13 AM
Station Log, 29-Jan-2384, supplemental. Personal entry, encrypted.

Oh for fucks sake another fucking shuttle full of salamanders just showed up after having properly hit the transwarp barrier.

I've been instructed to ship them straight to Deep Space 14 for dissection.
January 29, 2025 at 4:46 PM
Station Log, 29-Jan-2384.

A race called the Saruians have shown up. Apparently, again. This isn't their first contact with starfleet. I'm not sure what's going on. They're claiming they're from Earth.

Meanwhile I am still reading up about earth history, and none of it mentions Smart Dinosaurs.
January 29, 2025 at 3:53 PM
Station Log Update, January 25, 2384.

Earth history from this time period is .. unsavoury at best. And apparently it keeps changing. Apparently someone or something keeps time traveling and messing up the dates, but certain events do happen in a specific order.
January 25, 2025 at 7:33 PM
Station Log, January 18, 2384.

It finally happened. We finally discovered a quantum reality where the Ferengi made first contact with humans, not the Vulcans.

I'm now having to do a refresher course in Earth History, 1600 to 2250. We were Not Nice. I'll be back shortly.
January 18, 2025 at 10:21 PM
Security Log, Jan 14, 2384.

Today I learnt an important lesson about the multiverse.

It is true that not all Deanna Trois across realities are married.

It is also true that not all Deanna Trois like, or aren't allergic to, chocolate.

Although surprisingly the medical bay has .. seen this before.
January 15, 2025 at 5:22 AM
Notice to Personnel, Jan 13, 2383.

Please note that some of the quantum reality differences aren't necessarily immediately visible. Yes, most of the time it's skin color changes, weird hair and such. But in ONE SPECIFIC RECENT INSTANCE the genitals of a SPECIFIC RACE were in a different location.
January 13, 2025 at 4:25 PM
STATION ALERT Jan 12, 2383

BE ON THE LOOKOUT FOR A BEAGLE MATERIALISING IN OR AROUND THE STATION. ANSWERS TO THE NAME "PORTHOS".

A message from a quantum reality linked tightly to ours has sent over an emergency notice.

DOUBLE ALERT IF IT MATERIALISES OUTSIDE THE STATION. BE ALERT.
January 12, 2025 at 9:33 PM
Security Log, 10-Jan-2383.

It's been a quiet week. The Tuvix was apprehended early before multiple Janeways arrived and is now safe.

We are now handling the security for a group of Cardassians from a Quantum Reality when they lost the Bajoran War. They drink. Hard. It's been a mess.
January 11, 2025 at 3:10 AM
Station Announcement, Jan 9, 2382:

A reminder to report all sightings of a "Tuvix Hybrid" immediately to station personnel. The multiverse has provided enough data to predict a 93.5% probability a Janeway Incident will occur, leading to multiverse temporal infractions.

(Addendum: She Kills Them.)
January 9, 2025 at 3:49 PM
ALERT ALERT ALERT TUVIX PROTOCOL INITIATED ALERT
January 8, 2025 at 2:50 PM
Personal Diary, Jan 4, 2383.

Lieutenant Brand is still in the medical bay, having his brain unscrambled after "Alice" had her way with him.

Honestly I would've expected him to have done this kind of thing on Risa, but apparently he's much more into machines?

Anyway, "Alice" is sealed away now.
January 4, 2025 at 5:39 PM
STATION ALERT, JAN 3, 2383

DO NOT RING IN THE NEW YEAR BY INTERFACING WITH BIO NEURAL PILOT INTERFACES. THIS IS NOW STRICTLY PROHIBITED.

Lieutenant Brand is currently undergoing neural re-sequencing after interfacing with the ship named "Alice", and is still having trouble smelling toast.
January 4, 2025 at 3:33 AM
Personal Diary, Supplemental, Jan 2, 2383.

Lieutenant Paris has replied back to me. It was short, sweet, and I quote, "Keep that ship away from me, do not tell it where I am." He included a bunch of personal logs from his time.

I've included a warning about handling this ship to the crew.
January 3, 2025 at 12:02 AM
Personal Diary, Jan 2, 2383.

New year, new me. (Sorry, that's a Starbase 80 joke - we've all met our alternate universe selves by now.)

It turns out this dead pilot is Tom Paris, and the ship calls itself Alice. It claims this is its original universe.

I've written our Lieutenant a letter.
January 2, 2025 at 1:06 PM
Personal Diary, Dec 31, 2382.

A strange shuttle came through the quantum fissure. It's small, light green and contains a bunch of starfleet parts. Oh, and there's a dead human pilot hooked up to some weird full body interface.

I've been assigned to investigate the origin of this shuttle.
December 31, 2024 at 3:42 PM
Station Administrators Log, Dec 28, 2382.

Please refrain from lighting those "green ghost" candles and summoning said spirits, especially in a group setting.

We are currently understaffed and are attempting to hire more janitors and counselors.

If I catch anyone, I will put you on clean-up duty.
December 29, 2024 at 6:19 AM
Security Log, Starbase 80, 25 December 2382

We're having problems retaining new security recruits. No, not in general, just today. A bunch decided today was the day to wear festive red uniform versions from the 2200's, and then mysteriously died under tragic circumstances.

Investigation required.
December 25, 2024 at 7:55 PM
Starbase 80 Science Log, December 24, 2382.

An over-enthusiastic Ensign from another quantum reality where wormholes are a form of travel decided to thread a wormhole through the quantum fissure to, and I quote, "see what happens, oooo!"

Everything now smells of cupcakes. No-one understands why.
December 24, 2024 at 11:51 PM
Security Log, Dec 23, 2382.

The Christmas planning is going well. We're having some trouble with some Cardassians from the quantum fissure - they're all still cardassians, to be sure, that seems to be a constant. But their Canar bottles TWIST differently.

And the twist causes such violence. Wow.
December 24, 2024 at 2:59 AM
NOTICE TO ALL STARBASE PERSONNEL:

AS OF DEC 23, 2382 you are NO LONGER ALLOWED to participate in LOTTERIES or BETTING of ANY KIND.

We're sorry, but infinite quantum realities means somewhere, sometime, you're going to be RIGHT.

(Also, we found a reality that's identical but 24 hours ahead of us.)
December 23, 2024 at 12:45 PM
Starbase 80, Engineering Log, Dec 21, 2382.

Screw Stardates, we're next to infinite quantum realities. Nothing makes sense anymore.

So, Starbase 80 has a new lease on life, a new captain and a new shiny thing outside.

Still, the toilets need cleaning - a Green Bolian crew came through the rift.
December 22, 2024 at 3:33 AM