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[krystyn]

[PHONE]Live Calls 10/5 - share stories here!

[Daffy889]

Well, the first "SEEKING" axon has changed, but it's not live yet... It now reads:

[krystyn]

Eagerly awaiting Ermac's feedback ...



!!

[atdt1991]

My theory (spec, if you will): Multiple "personal calls" will have to put together a clue in order to open it up. Thus, relay.

[bgardner]

Ermac report

[bgardner]

Second seeking message: looking for Lt. Cmdr girlinfocus

EDIT: She reported in HERE:

http://forums.unfiction.com/forums/viewtopic.php?t=7011

Relay Code: "I love Haiku. So I Write it."

[Kojubat]

Well, I got a call, but screwed it up.

Normal question and answer. Gave name and rank. She asked me to spell it.

She spoke about how her crew gave her a nickname because of what she did. She asked if I had one. Unfortunately, I have a short enough real name that I don't really have a nickname. I umm'd and covered by saying that it was kind of embarrassing. She asked what it was, and I said Pookie. She wanted to know why it was embarrassing, and I said it was a sort of childish name for a grown man to have. She wanted to know where I got it, and I said that my then girlfriend, now wife, gave it to me as a sign of affection. She used it in normal conversation, and other people picked up on it.

She agreed it was kind of a childish, but seemed to like the fact that it was affectionate.

Normal 'can I record this' speel, and the 'give me a number to call you at'.

Then she told me she had devised a test for her crew to assess their skills, and was I ready for it. I agreed. She said she needed to establish a relay code, and that I should come up with a seven word phrase about what I was feeling right then.

I couldn't build a grammatically sound seven word sentence for some reason, and she started getting impatient (counting down from five). I blurted out something, counting seven as I went. She repeated the SIX word phrase back to me, and said she was disappointed. I appologized and said math was not my strong suit, but she hung up on me.

In hindsight, I probably could have come up with seven words to generally describe my emotions, but I was trying too hard to make a sentence.

The bootprints I've inflicted on myself are significant.

[Shad0]

Re: [PHONE]Live Calls 10/5 - share stories here!

[fugitivesoldier]

that's ""I love Haiku, so I write it."

Remember, SEVEN words.

[TridenT]

It's "I love Haiku. So I write it." You're missing a crucial one-letter word, chief.

[Clayfoot]

New 7 word phrase from Robogriff

[INCyr]

Axon Call - Union Station (not sure of the time - 9:11?)

[daboking]

please pardon if you read this already... I had posted it in another thread, but it makes much more sense here.

[beechaser]

10:03 axon

When asked for my name and rank I said "beechaser and no rank. I'm a civilian contractor with a secret clearence." She then asked how she could trust me. I was able to list a fellow crew member.

The relay code I had expired. I didn't think to check before running out. My given task was to test communications with a training exercise. The phrase I gave I've posted on the IRC and in another thread "Beechaser is running around and answering phones." She said "Close does not count." It should be vaild until 11:03. (edit. expired now)

I was asked for my nickname, I said "Hands, because I am good with my hands."

[HitsHerMark]

I totally gave up on getting a good recording of the call as soon as I realized it was live, I put my voice recorder on top of the phone so I could at least review it later and be sure *I* didn't sound like a total goofball.

This was actually my third Axon of the day (out of four that I planned to answer.) I confermed that we were trying to reveal "the truth" and I realized that this was a live call...

She seems to be getting wise to the fact that most of us aren't really part of her old crew. She said that she was assembling a new crew. She asked for my name, and I said my name was,

Girl In Focus

Because a "Girl In Focus" is somebody who "Hits Her Mark". (My name, HHM, is actually in reference to film and television, as opposed to shooting stuff. )

She repeated my (new) name, and then repeated "focus"... She seemed to mull that over for a while.

Then she asked me my rank. I was going to say Chief Warrant Officer, 5th Class (Photo Intelligence Unit) but at this point this big jock looking dude caught my eye and silently asked if I was going to be much longer. I mouthed back "Probably" and then just gave Lieutenant Commander... Because... I don't know... I guess I'm a bigger Brent Spiner fan then I realize...

She calls me Lieutenant Commander for the rest of the conversation and does the shpeal about recording the conversation and playing it back...Blah blah blah yes I agree here's my chatt... err cel phone number.

She explains that she asked people if they knew her nickname, and that they knew it was "The Operator". And she had this nickname because she would get things done.

Jock boy stands around pointedly looking at his watch... Which he's not wearing.

Then she asks me what *my* nickname is... I'm a little taken aback, because I've already, kinda sorta, given her my nickname... But, luckily, I have lots of nicknames... So I tell her that my nickname is "the Elf" (which it is to some people.) She asks why, and I explain that there are stories, where people need to be able to get stuff done, but they don't have time, so at night, as they sleep, Elves come in to help them and finish what they couldn't... And that I was kinda like that.

Jock boy makes a winding "wrap it up" motion with his hand. I mouth to him, "There's another phone up that walkway.", and I point.

She seemed very pleased with this answer. And told me that she was testing the communication skills of the people she talks to, because it is important that team members be able to communicate with each other well.

Jock boy mouths back, "I don't care." ... I roll my eyes and turn away from him.

She asks me if I would like to give a relay code...

I didn't see anything about a relay code before I left my house an hour and a half earlier...

"Well, I'd love to give you a relay code... But I don't think I have one."

She asked if I'd like to create a new relay code, and I said sure. She explained that it was a field test on how well her crew members communicated with each other, and asked me for a seven word phrase that described me.

Okay, I can do this because I love haiku... And I must have been thinking out loud because she said, "Haiku? ... Yes." She seemed to perk up at the mention of Haiku for some reason...

So eventually I came up with, "I love haiku, so I write it."

She then explains that I have an hour to make sure she hears my relay code.

I say, "I understand."

She says, "Don't disappoint me."

I say, "I won't."

And then jock boy takes hold of the phone, along with my hand, and hangs up...

Now... I'm 5'2" and shaped like a goddess (an Earth Goddess sure, but sill a goddess... ) And this guy was big and buff, but I have been taught basics of self-defense... And I was... really mad. So, as soon as I realized the phone was well and truly hung up, I released the handset and tried to take hold of his hand to twist him into an arm lock.

As this was happening, I said "You'd better run because what you just did means I can have you arrested for assault."

I wasn't in a good position when I started to attempt the arm lock, so he slipped out of my grasp pretty easy.

It was kind of a cinematic moment... When I lost hold of his hand I quickly turned to face him and backed up about three feet. But he just stood there looking very surprised and holding his hand. Then the class in the room behind the phone let out as I pulled out my cel phone...

And then he did run...

After that I rushed to the nearest place I knew had internet access and posted my relay code...

I missed my fourth Axon of the day because I was rather flustered and mixed up the time. (You were right Robynn, it WAS in ten minutes.)

So... Yeah... That was my morning. And how was yours?