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» Federation Announces Joint Venture With Bajor

Posted on Wed Mar 8th, 2023 @ 9:42pm by Captain Malcom Llwyedd in General News

After many years of planning, Starfleet Command has announced the pre-construction phase for a new space station, to be located on the Gamma Quadrant side of the Bajoran wormhole. This new space station, designated Deep Space Eighteen, will increase security in the Alpha Quadrant, help protect New Bajor and serve as a hub for further exploration in the Gamma Quadrant.

"This new station represents a continuation of the core tenets that guide the United Federation of Planets. We are excited about the opportunities its construction will open up. We are especially thankful for the pledged contributions from the Bajoran people…

Latest Mission Posts

» Change of Station

Mission: Mission 1: A Long Hard Road Ahead
Posted on Fri Apr 25th, 2025 @ 5:39pm by Captain Malcom Llwyedd & Captain Cynfor Rees

[ON]

Malcom winced as he sat down. The shoulder he'd damaged during the Jem'hadar battle wasn't healed, and he refused to sit in sickbay while he had important things to do. He activated his console, and within a minute, he had an incoming transmission.

The familiar image of Admiral Jenkins, one of the admirals who had helped put the Firebird on resupply duty and had actively pushed for his dismissal from Stafleet, appeared.

"Good morning, Admiral," Malcom said in a neutral voice.

Jenkins was a wiry, bald man with a long nose and close-set eyes. "Good morning to you, Captail…

» Once More Dear Friends

Mission: Mission 1: A Long Hard Road Ahead
Posted on Fri Apr 25th, 2025 @ 5:38pm by Captain Malcom Llwyedd & Petty Officer 1st Class Kipp Lak & Petty Officer 1st Class Fhiri & Captain Cynfor Rees & Commander Siora Carberos & Commander Rhiana t'Aegis & Commander Jörgen Leed & Lieutenant Kaelen Voss & Lieutenant Gale Deekros & Lieutenant Hank Solomon & Lieutenant Jackson Smith & Ensign Nusien & Lieutenant JG Peter "Jinx" Kooba & Petty Officer 2nd Class Keith Potter

[ON]

[Firebird, Bridge]

The mood on the bridge was tense. Malcom sat in the Captain's chair, trying not to grind his teeth. He knew that the attack was coming. Soon. He scanned the bridge crew again, taking comfort in the fact that while they weren't his usual crew, they were all professionals and capable.

"Lieutenant Deekros," Peter "Jinx" Kooba said. "Are you picking up some chronoton particles? My tactical readout is listing some kind of threat I haven't seen before.

Gale leaned forward to examine the output from the science console. "I can confirm chronoton readings," he said, frowning as…

» [FLASHBACK] Just a Little Intel Gathering

Mission: Mission 1: A Long Hard Road Ahead
Posted on Fri Apr 25th, 2025 @ 5:47am by Captain Malcom Llwyedd & Lieutenant Jackson Smith & Lieutenant Zub Enel & Lieutenant Soto Gantt

[ON]
Jackson scanned the deserted corridor, his eyes darting from shadow to shadow. The dim lighting and eerie silence amplified his unease, the hair on the back of his neck prickling with a sense of foreboding. He adjusted the cargo pants, the weight of the concealed weapons a familiar comfort against the fear that threatened to consume him. The tight-fitting shirt clung to his torso, a reminder of the barely-healed wounds beneath.

He was a coiled spring, every muscle tense, every nerve on high alert. The fire of vengeance burned within him, fueled by the knowledge that his family, his…

» [FLASHBACK] Gotta Dance

Mission: Interlude 1 Gamma Quadrant
Posted on Fri Apr 25th, 2025 @ 5:41am by Captain Malcom Llwyedd & Lieutenant Jackson Smith & Ensign Abigail Gordon & Lieutenant Soto Gantt & Ensign Gianna Djokovic

[ON]

Abigail decided to be bold, to be daring, feeling the need to dance. She had met Jackson Smith and had spent a lovely lunch with him. They had spoken about books, and she wanted to get him out and do some dancing.

She tapped her index finger upon her lips as Abi thought things through. " Computer, please send a message to Jackson Smith, Jackson, how would you like to go out dancing on the station. Just have some fun and enjoy music? Please let me know, Abigail." Once she hit the send button, Abigail's eyes went wide.

"Good…

» A Fragile Peace

Mission: Mission 1: A Long Hard Road Ahead
Posted on Thu Apr 24th, 2025 @ 3:48pm by Captain Malcom Llwyedd & Commander Jörgen Leed

[ON]

The dimmed overhead lights softened the harsh edges of sickbay but could not dull the sharp sounds of battle. While Jem'Hadar ships, Jörgen stood near Harren’s biobed, hands clasped behind his back as he observed the shallow rhythm of his aide’s breathing. Leed exhaled slowly, pressing his fingers to the bridge of his nose as distant impacts shivered through the structure of DS18. His mind was already shifting to the next problem, the next move, when he noticed the Klingon in his periphery.

“Chief B'rala, I understand why you are here, but perhaps there is a higher priority?” Jörgen…

Latest Personal Logs

» Final Prognosis

Posted on Sun Feb 9th, 2025 @ 8:44pm by Lieutenant Commander Elias Ford

Personal log, Elias Ford

This is my last shift on the USS Horizon. A departure long overdue.

Lieutenant Lora presented herself in the sickbay, severe swelling of the throat and difficulty breathing. Diagnosis: allergic reaction. She refused to say to what. Treatment: 15cc of dinaproppaline. Kept overnight for observation.

Just when I was about to assign someone to look into her allergy, the answer came strolling through the sickbay doors. Her co-conspirator, Ensign Vlad presented himself with an active rapid degeneration of dermal tissue. Diagnosis: Edo protein supplement, causes swelling to internal tissue and degeneration to external tissue in humans.…

» Shifting Sands

Posted on Sun Jan 5th, 2025 @ 8:58pm by Lieutenant Zub Enel

[ON]

Location: USS Firebird, Junior Officers Quarters
Timeline: Present day

Zub Enel held the duraglass vial up to the light and tapped it with a claw. The red grains shifted. It was a powdered spice blend for salads that Kalstri, the beloved four-armed chef, had made for him. He felt a wave of sadness mixed with dread. The texture of the red grains flecked with black specks reminded him of the day he had died. Unbidden, it all flooded back to him.

Location: Mindscape
Timeline: 18 months before

Zub Enel, USS Umberland’s Security Investigations Officer, stood alone on a planet…

» A New Ship

Posted on Thu Mar 21st, 2024 @ 6:39pm by Petty Officer 3rd Class Thyra Kevensdotter

Mr Computer, I wish to record a personal missive

Hermóðr hear my words

I have arrived aboard the Firebird after completing advanced training in security procedures. The ship is posted to the Gamma Quadrant so I find myself on the other side of the galaxy from my father. Joining Star Fleet was, amongst other things, an attempt to get closer to him and now I am further away than ever. “Duty is a harsh Master” my father said many times when he would be unable to visit. It made little sense to an eight-year old girl but now, a decade…

» New Start - USS Firebird

Posted on Thu Mar 21st, 2024 @ 1:23pm by Lieutenant JG JB Dersch

Personal Log,

It has been a whirlwind of activity lately, with Olivia being six months pregnant with our second child and Katie nearing the end of her school year. We have been discussing the possibility of sending her to a Starfleet Youth camp this summer, but we have not yet made a final decision. It could be a great opportunity for her to learn more about space exploration and science, but I also worry about being away from her for an extended period of time.

In the midst of all this, I have received news of my new duty station…

» Silly Books

Posted on Mon Jan 15th, 2024 @ 6:31am by Warrant Officer Arlan Harlan

As Harlan melted down slightly in the tube during an active combat sequence, his mind drifted to things he'd read over the years. In particular, the speculative science fiction of centuries past. At the time, Harlan thought they were silly. Generation ships full of hibernating people, humans uploaded into super bodies near the end of their lives; what nonsense. Particulary odd were tales of Earth disappearing or being abandoned. Authors really had no faith that humanity could turn itself around if it was given a tall enough task.

And yet, Harlan couldn't help but think of all the wonders he'd…