StarWarsStarTrek wrote:sonofccn wrote:
He's not quoting sources. He refrences them nontransparently as he makes various calculations based upon several assumptions. The numbers, the numbers you gave me, are the product of his work not a sourcebook. Now perhaps the WEG books support him completely, maybe it is completely hundred percent backed by canon, but he doesn't provide any of it to know. None of the evidence which made him make the assumptions he did.
You're right.
...just a moment. I'm going to read into it some more. BTW, are you responding soon?
Actually I was waiting to clear this issue.
Trek-Firing range
Non Sequitur wrote:KIM: We've got a starship on our tail. Nebula class.
PARIS: I'll try to lose them, Harry, but they're a lot faster than we are.
MAN [OC]: Attention runabout Yellowstone. Power down your engines or we will open fire.
KIM: They're going to try to do everything they can to stop us. They think we're trying to steal this prototype.
PARIS: They're closing to five thousand kilometres.
(Bang!)
KIM: Shields down to seventy percent. Fifty percent.
(Bang! Sparks.)
Five thousand kilometers.
Equinox part II wrote:PARIS: Thirty thousand kilometres and closing.
JANEWAY: Target their power core.
Thirty thousand and their targeting power core.
The Swarm wrote:JANEWAY: All right, that's enough. Tuvok, give them a phaser sweep with the forward array. Don't destroy any of them, just let them know we're not going to sit here like ducks.
TUVOK: Aye Captain.
JANEWAY: What was that?
KIM: The interferometric pulses they're emitting. They've reflected the energy of the phasers right back to us.
CHAKOTAY: Anything we fire is going to affect us instead of them. What about a photon torpedo?
TUVOK: Since our shield strength is non-existent, I would not recommend it.
PARIS: They're only seven thousand kilometres away and still coming.
Greater than seven thousand kilometers for a phaser strike.
The Wounded wrote:DATA
The warship is three hundred
thousand kilometers from the
Phoenix. It is opening fire.
The Phoenix has taken a direct
hit.
An old standby
A matter of Honor wrote:RIKER
(a beat, then)
You'll get only one shot.
KARGAN
We will only need one. Arm all
phasers and torpedoes. Prepare
to fire them simultaneously.
RIKER
Then I recommend you do not fire
until you are within forty
thousand kilometers.
KLAG
Why?
RIKER
It will reduce their response
time.
Closing to forty thousand kilometers before firing with the excuse of lowering response time.
The search part I wrote:O'BRIEN: Commander, long range scanners have picked up two Jem'Hadar warships directly ahead. They're heading this way at warp five.
SISKO: How close will they pass us?
O'BRIEN: One hundred thousand kilometres.
KIRA: That's well within range of their weapons, Commander
One hundred thousand kilometers is will within Dominon's firing range and they were never displayed as having super long range compared to the Federation.
The Changling wrote:SPOCK: Unknown, Captain. Nothing within sensor range. (a third bolt approaching) Something now, Captain. Very small. Bearing one two three degrees, mark one eight. Range ninety thousand kilometres.
KIRK: That's our target, Mister Sulu. Prepare photon torpedo.
(The third bolt hits)
SCOTT: Shields still holding, sir, but the drain on the engines is reaching the critical point. Ach, we lost warp manoeuvreing power. Switching to impulse.
SULU: Photon torpedoes armed, sir.
KIRK: Has the target changed location, Mister Spock?
SPOCK: No, sir. Holding steady.
KIRK: Ready photon torpedo number two, Mister Sulu.
SULU: Ready, sir.
KIRK: Fire.
SULU: Torpedo away. (a pause, then a flash) Direct hit.
Ninety thousand kilometers and a direct hit against something comparable in size to R2-D2.
Journey to babel wrote:CHEKOV: Phasers locked on target. Range closing. Seventy five thousand kilometres.
KIRK: Fire.
(There's a satisfying flare on the viewscreen.)
CHEKOV: Got him!
seventy-five thousand with phasers.
Tholian Web wrote:SULU: They've stopped dead, sir. Range ninety thousand kilometres and holding.
UHURA: Mister Spock? I'm receiving a visual signal.
SPOCK: Transfer to main viewer.
UHURA: Aye, sir.
(A strange, garish orange figure with triangular eyes (possibly) appears against a blue and pink tie-die background.)
LOSKENE [on viewscreen]: I am Commander Loskene. You are trespassing in a territorial annex of the Tholian Assembly. You must leave this area immediately.
SPOCK: Spock, in command of the Federation star ship Enterprise. Commander, according to the Federation, this area is free space.
LOSKENE [on viewscreen]: We claim this territory and are prepared to use force, if necessary, to protect our property.
SPOCK: We are not interested in your display of force. The Enterprise is responding to a distress signal from one of our ships and is currently engaged in rescue operations. Do you wish to assist us?
LOSKENE [on viewscreen]: I find no evidence of a disabled ship. My instruments indicate ours are the only two vessels in this area.
SPOCK: The other ship is interspatially trapped. It should reappear in one hour and fifty three minutes. We request you stand by until then.
LOSKENE [on viewscreen]: Very well, Enterprise. In the interest of interstellar amity, we will wait precisely one hour and fifty three minutes. But be correct. We do not tolerate deceit.
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MCCOY [OC]: Now you've got to get this ship out of here.
SULU: Mister Spock, we're being fired upon.
(The ship shakes to the impact of the blasts of energy.)
SPOCK: The renowned Tholian punctuality.
Again ninety thousand range.
Cold Station 12 wrote:T'POL: We'll destroy it ourselves.
TUCKER: That thing's buried inside an asteroid.
T'POL: It's not the preferred solution, but it's all we have. Load photonic torpedoes. Mister Mayweather?
TRAVIS: Course set.
T'POL: Take us in.
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[Bridge]
TRAVIS: Five thousand kilometres.
T'POL: Lock weapons.
Five thousand range.
As well I challenge your listing the Doomsday Machine, I wish to know what exactly convinces you it was a short ranged incident.
Trek-Firepower:
Apocalypse Rising wrote:DAMAR
Personally, I think we'd be better
off launching an orbital assault
on Gowron's Command Center. A
full spread of photon torpedoes
would take care of him, the
Klingon High Command and everyone
else within a few hundred
kilometers.
Odo looks at him with distaste.
ODO
You should ask Dukat for some
shore leave. I think you've been
in space too long.
DAMAR
Why? Because I'm willing to spill
a little Klingon blood to get the
job done?
O'BRIEN
Shelling Ty'Gokor won't get the
job done. You'd be lucky to
launch one torpedo before they
shot you down. And even a dozen
wouldn't penetrate the shielding
around the command center.
Assuming Damar's comment was to recieving third degree burns and punching numbers into Wong's nuke calculator you'd need round about 1000 megatons to reach 200 hundred or so kilometers. Dividing that out by a dozen photon torpedoes, since O'Brien stating that even a dozen wouldn't punch through implying less would have been fired, yields 83.3 megatons per torp.
Trek-Firepower/ground:
First
this to set up a sense of scale.
Then
this to verify that it was what was removed
Then Worf
shooting
and
Kaboom!
Nonalien, nonexceptional phaser rifle turns a giant steel disc into shrapnel.
Return to Grace wrote:KIRA
This is a standard issue,
Cardassian phase-disruptor rifle.
It has a four-point-seven
megajoule power capacity... three
millisecond recharge and two beam
settings.
The Mind's eye wrote:Geordi taps a control on the phaser; the beam varies
a little.
GEORDI
Beam width and intensity controls
also responding correctly.
DATA
Energy cell usage remains
constant at one-point-oh-five
megajoules per second.
Retrospect wrote:SEVEN [OC]: I'm at the weapons range. Kovin had taken us there to evaluate various hand held firearms he wished to offer in trade. He attempted to impress us with a demonstration of the weapons destructive capabilities. My role was to provide a more objective analysis.
KOVIN: Terrawatt powered particle beam rifle, four microsecond recharge cycle, ten kilometre range.
PARIS: Definitely not standard Starfleet issue. What do you think?
SEVEN: Seventy two percent fragmentation, twenty eight percent vaporization. Crude, but efficient.
PARIS: It's not as accurate as our compression rifles, but it's a lot easier to handle. I wouldn't mind carrying one of these the next time we run into the Hirogen.
SEVEN: Targeting mechanism could be augmented with a thermal guidance sensor. That would improve accuracy by twenty four percent.
KOVIN: I can do that now. Care to join me? You can make sure the adjustments perform to your specifications.
PARIS: If you don't mind, I'd like to test some of the other firearms.
All self-demostrating I would think.
StarWars-General:
ROTS Novel wrote:"Look out there, Anakin. A trillion beings on this planet alone — in the galaxy as awhole, uncounted quadrillions — and of them all, I have chosen you, Anakin Skywalker, to be the heir to my power. To all that I am."
Uncounted quadrillions, not tens or hundreds, for the Galaxy as a whole and G-canon Trillion living on Coruscant.
AOTC novel wrote:The massive towers of the Republic Executive Building loomed above it all, seeming as if they would reach the very heavens. And that seemed fitting indeed, for inside, even at this early hour, the events and participants took on godlike stature to the trillions of common folk of the Republic
G-canon of there being
Trillions only in the Republic shortly before the start of the clonewars.
AOTC ch.10 wrote:The industrial sector of Coruscant held perhaps the greatest freight docks in all the galaxy, with a line of bulky transports coming in continually, huge floating cranes ready to meet them and unload the millions of tons of supplies necessary to keep alive the city-planet, which long ago had become too populous to support itself through its own resources. The efficiency of these docks was nothing short of amazing, and yet the place was still tumultuous, and sometimes gridlocked by the sheer number of docking ships and floating cranes.
This was also a place for living passengers, the peasantry of Coruscant, catching cheap rides on freighters outbound, thousands and thousands of people looking to escape the sheer frenzy that had become the world.
Major Coruscant port handls millions of tons of supplies and thousands and thousands of people.
TPM ch.3 wrote:In the Time of Qui-Gon Jim, Ten thousand Jedi Knights in service to the republic carried on the struggle each day of their lives in a hundred thousand different worlds spread across a galaxy so vast…
Hundred thousand worlds of the Old Republic which reinforces the view Tarkin was making a sweep of territory breadth with his million systems remark.
I think this covered the basics of your previous post, please fill free to restate anything you feel I have overlooked or bypassed.