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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

» A Fragile Peace

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

» The End of the Road

Mission: Mission 1: A Long Hard Road Ahead
Posted on Thu Apr 24th, 2025 @ 3:43pm by Captain Malcom Llwyedd & Lieutenant JG Zub Enel & Petty Officer 3rd Class Keith Potter

[ON]

Lieutenant JG Zub Enel put his back to the Deck 1 corridor wall so his bulky 7-foot-tall frame was out of the way of an Andorian engineer pushing by what looked like a polaron torpedo igniter coil on an a-grav sled. The blue-skinned engineer’s expression was grim. Zub understood. The Firebird was streaking toward the newly detected Jem’Hadar fleet. Battle was sure and imminent.

A turbolift opened with a hiccup. The corridor jammed with a scrum of personnel likely hurrying to their battle stations. Enel jostled his way to Cargo Bay 1. The doors from the corridor were sealed…

» Star Skipping

Mission: Mission 1: A Long Hard Road Ahead
Posted on Thu Apr 24th, 2025 @ 3:42pm by Ensign Gazo Daw & Lieutenant Owen Woodhouse & Ensign Emilynn Dove & Cadet Senior Grade Abigail Gordon & Ensign Gianna Djokovic

[ON]

Lieutenant Woodhouse and Ensign Dove had just arrived in Airlock 5L and removed their EVA suit helmets. "Well, thank goodness for gravity," Owen commented as he turned off the magnetic boots to be able to move freely. "But don't get comfortable, we need to go back out."

Owen accessed the set of lockers as he looked for supplies and started loading a bag.

Emilynn, following Owen’s example, removed her helmet and let fresh air fill her lungs. The sudden rush of oxygen helped her regain focus and eased the dizziness that had taken hold.

She watched as Owen moved…

» Phoenix Squadron

Mission: Mission 1: A Long Hard Road Ahead
Posted on Thu Apr 24th, 2025 @ 3:22pm by Captain Malcom Llwyedd & Lieutenant Henry Hamilthon Sky & Lieutenant Jackson Smith & Petty Officer 1st Class Baris Demir

[ON]

The group of eight, four from the Firebird and four from the station, stood in the newly repaired main shuttle-bay that served DS18. Arrayed around them were the eight fighter prototypes they had been able to build in the last six weeks.

Jackson stood before the assembled pilots, his expression grim. He scanned their faces, a mix of familiar and unfamiliar, each one etched with a mixture of determination and apprehension. He knew the odds were stacked against them, but they couldn't afford to falter. The fate of DS18 rested on their shoulders.

"Pilots," he began, his voice sharp…

» A Meeting a the Crossroads

Mission: Mission 1: A Long Hard Road Ahead
Posted on Thu Apr 24th, 2025 @ 3:19pm by Captain Malcom Llwyedd & Petty Officer 2nd Class Fhiri & Commander Siora Carberos & Crewman Thyra Kevensdotter

[ON]

Thyra rolled her shoulder against the stiffening muscles, trying to isolate her wound from the Jem'Hadar weapon. The injection from Lieutenant Commander t'Aegis had suppressed the pain, and a bandage absorbed the little blood that seeped from the cauterized flesh, but there was no time for further treatment. She wasn't bothered because she was confident that Federation medicine would be able to restore her as good as new, as it had so many times for her stepmother.

"Kevensdotter!" the security chief called out, "Gear up! You are being assigned to escort Commander Carberos and her team to the computer…

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 JG 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 Crewman 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…