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  3. The Advanced Starship Design Bureau (ASDB) is a project group that maintains and expands the Utopia Planitia Fleet Yards ASDB Technical Database, which provides specifications and design histories for Starfleet starship classes and small craft. Today we meet with one of the ASDB Facilitators, Captain Oddas Aria, so we can learn more about this important […]View the full article
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  5. STARBASE 118 OPS — The revelation that a reversed polarity electromagnetic surge would likewise negate the effects of the Orb of Perspective caused the afflicted crew and citizens to revert to their original bigger sizes. “I don’t usually ever feel small, being six foot and things like that,“ commented one of the affected species. “But […]View the full article
  6. Jicen Ayemet

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    I'm from London, and am fairly new here. You'll find everyone to be super friendly and helpful, so don't be afraid to ask for help. Im sure you'll have an amazing time.
  7. An updated version of the Marines' hymn from our very own IC and OOC Marine, Wes Greaves!
  8. Oh look, what's this? An ultra rare...nay, EPIC and ONE OF A KIND @Elizabeth Snow original artwork, card? And in mint condition too?
  9. I'm a little behind on these things but this SIM has been on my to-do list for days because it deserves a lot of praise and fanfare. It's an excellent action scene by @Piravao sh'Qynallahr, with a great pace and a just the right mix of humour and drama. But here the compliments are not only for our andorian friend, as the scene setting and the previous tags left by his colleagues have made everything flow and work surprisingly well. Good job Pira and team! ((Field Hospital, Darime Colony)) sh’Qynallahr: I really hope this is a mistake. Facedown on the floor was one of the Gorkon’s security officers. As the rest of the group joined them, Piravao crouched and rolled the unconscious man over. He was young, clearly Vulcanoid, but an unfamiliar face . sh’Qynallahr: I don’t recognise this man. I’m familiar with the Gorkon’s security personnel, but not this man. Loxley: A Starfleet uniform makes a good disguise. The medical staff down here will assume he came down on the shuttle, I’d imagine. Sevo: I probably would have, too. I don’t know everyone on the ship. Does anyone recall him coming off the shuttle? She pulled the commbadge off his shirt and placed it on a nearby crate. From another crate she pulled a length of rope and began binding the unconscious man’s hands. sh’Qynallahr: Can someone run the ID on the commbadge for me? Once we have a little more information we’ll wake him up and ask some questions. Marshall: Ayiana, can you handle that, please? You should be able to link into the shuttlecraft database. Loxley: Odd. Heart rate and blood pressure are unusually high for someone unconscious. What stun setting did you use? sh’Qynallahr: Level three, the highest before a phaser starts causing physical damage. Sevo: Well, the badge is registered to a Lieutenant Adan, Bajoran. :: She looked at the ears. :: He’s clearly not a Bajoran. That name was familiar, Piravao knew Lieutenant Adan. He was a rather new transfer, with a clean record. This Vulcanoid looked nothing like him, even accounting for the obvious species difference. Loxley: He should be out cold, but… ::The hybrid trailed off as he adjusted his scan.:: I’m picking up high levels of cryptobiolin, a combat enhancer. Piravao’s antennae flicked in surprise. Combat enhancers were difficult to obtain legally, even Starfleet was hesitant to use them. She wasn’t familiar with the exact effects of cryptobiolin, but any combat enhancer was a cause for concern. Marshall: What would a Vulcan need combat enhancers for? Maybe expecting to find someone in here and take them out... Sevo: Seeing as how we pushed back the attackers, and received reinforcements, maybe he wanted to be more prepared. sh’Qynallahr: I don’t like it. He was prepared for a fight. Loxley: Wait, there’s more. Cervaline? That’s strange. Sevo: And for those of us who don’t know what that is? Loxley: It’s only used to prevent the rejection of transplanted tissues. And… ah, crap. Piravao’s antennae curled toward the doctor. There was more? How many drugs were in this man’s system? It was a wonder the phaser blast had taken him down...or perhaps the sheer number of drugs had made it that much easier to take him out. Loxley: He’s infected. A quiet stream of Andorian curses left Piravao’s lips. Just when the situation seemed bad, there was always another piece of news to darken the mood. Marshall: Well. ::She hooked an eyebrow.:: [...]. sh’Qynallahr: That seems an apt description of the situation. Loxley: Exactly, so either he’s a Pelian in a very impressive disguise, or he encountered the same thing they did. Marshall: What does that mean for us? We’ve been exposed now. Lox, you’re half Vulcan. Sevo: Could mean the disease is adapting to multiple species, which throws my “one-species-at-a-time programming” hypothesis out the window. Or it’s smarter than we thought and realized it’s dealing with multiple species and adapted accordingly. sh’Qynallahr: And unless I am mistaken Doctor, your other half is human. If it can infect you, it wouldn’t take much for it to jump to the other human present. ::Her antennae flicked to Jo:: Before that thought could go much further, their Vulcan prisoner began struggling in his bindings. A level three stun should have taken him out for much longer than it had. Those had to be some potent drugs. Loxley: I should have mentioned that cryptobiolin is also pretty good for counteracting the effects of a phaser stun. Piravao’s hand drifted to her phaser, ready to blast the Vulcanoid again should he become a cause for alarm. Her antennae flicked to check on her teammates while her eyes remained focused on the Vulcanoid. Everyone else seemed as concerned and cautious as she was, that was a good way to be. Sevo: Um... With a roar the Vulcanoid stood, snapping the rope binding his hands. Piravao leaped back, moving swiftly out of his reach, phaser now drawn and at the ready. Her antennae flicked forward and relaxed. It took mere seconds for her to analyse the man before her. The uniform was too small for him, based on the false ID on the commbadge, it was most likely stolen. His eyes, they bulged, rage clear in his gaze. Not a Vulcan? Or possibly one who had allowed his emotions to rule him. With the rage, combat drugs, and the natural advantages of Vulcanoid physiology, this man would be a tough opponent, she would have to be quick in the event actions turned hostile Marshall: Ohhhkay, let’s not do anything hasty right now. Just back up slowly. Loxley: Response They hadn’t gone very far when the man’s arm snapped out and hauled Sevo into the air. Damn he was quick, and now with Sevo in his grasp Piravao’s phaser was useless, hitting her colleague was too big a risk. As the Vulcanoid examined his catch, Piravao slowly holstered her weapon. She would have to fight him hand to hand, she now had no doubt that this would end with violence. Sevo: *hurk* Marshall: Or backup quickly. That’s a better option. Drop her! Bad Vulcan! Sevo: N-no! D- *hack* -don’t drop! Bad choice- *hurk* -of words! Sevo fought, attacking the arm that held her, but to no avail. Even though it was having no effect, and Sevo was clearly struggling to breathe, this was good. It gave Piravao more information about the condition of the assailant. Resistant to Sevo’s attack on his arm, it implied he was tough, either naturally resistant to her blows, or chemically enhanced enough to ignore them.. This meant softer areas would have to be her target, and she would have to hit them hard. Loxley: Response Sevo: N-no! *hurk* Don’t shoot him! :: The blast might spread from him to Ayiana. That would not be fun. :: sh’Qynallahr: ::Quietly:: The one time I leave my Ushaan-tor behind... Marshall/Loxley: Response The Vulcan roared again and hauled Ayiana higher into the air, then putting his shoulder and hip into the movement, he hurled the Trill across the room. Even as he began the motion Piravao leaped forward. He fists would likely be ineffective against him, so she would need a weapon, like the boom conveniently leaning against a nearby crate. As she snatched it up she heard Ayiana crashing to the floor behind her. Marshall/Loxley: Response Wielding the broom like one might an axe, Piravao slammed the head into the Vulcanoid’s knee, causing him to stagger. It was a good blow, but alone it would not be enough. Reversing her swing Piravao struck at his other side, catching him square on the ear with enough force to break the head of the broom off the shaft. Still the Vuicanoid did not go down, and if anything he looked more angry than before. With a howl of rage he swung at her with a clawed grip, trying to snag her clothing. He was fast, but Piravao was faster. Spinning out of his way she adjusted her grip on the boom handle, moving from axe to quarterstaff. Keeping up her momentum Piravao struck again, a flurry of blows with both ends of the pole, striking at the backs of knees, and the insides of elbows. Sevo: D-did anyone get the registry number of that starship?! Marshall/Loxley: Response The Vulcanoid, enraged and (hopefully) injured now, roared again, picking up a crate and hurling it at Piravao. With Ayiana clearly not mentally present and objects flying around the tent, this was not a good place for anyone to be right now. Piravao ducked the crate and jabbed at the man with the splintered end of the pole. Impressively, he avoided her latest strike. She was forced to roll to the side as another crate sailed through the air. sh’Qynallahr: Watch out! Marshall/Loxley/Sevo: Response As her colleagues moved about behind her, Piravao struck again, catching the Vulcanoid on the same ear as before. Dimily she noted the trail of green blood leaking from the ear as she was forced to avoid another wild swing. A very wild swing which left the Vulcanoid overbalanced for a moment, perhaps her repeated blows were taking their toll on him. Her antennae perked up as she noted this. Balancing lightly on the balls of her feet, Piravao waited for her opponent to move again. Rage against serenity, wild swings against calculated strikes. sh’Qynallahr: Someone grab a phaser and get ready! Marshall/Loxley/Sevo: Response The Vulcanoid swung at her again, and Piravao ducked under his blow. As she came up, she jabbed at him again, catching him in the throat. He stumbled backwards with a stangled grunt, one hand moving to cup his throat. Pressing her advantage Piravao struck again, catching him in the gut and causing him to double over. Slipping behind him Piravao jabbed the back of his knee, forcing him to crash heavily to the ground. To his credit, the Vulcanoid started to rise, slowly and gasping for air. In a formal duel, or even a training spar, the bout would be over. To strike again would be seen as dishonourable, and it was something Piravao would never consider. But this was not a duel, nor was she sparring. This was life and death. Dueling rules went out the window, sparring was not relevant here. In a real fight, you fought dirty, you aimed for soft spots, you went for the eyes and you performed moves which would be considered illegal in a ruled duel. In a real fight, kicking a man while he was down was the best way to ensure he did not get back up. Piravao lowered the boom handle and bowed her head. He had been a dangerous foe, and while she could have given him an honourable fight, now was not the time for that. The fight needed to end. Piravao: Stun him. Marshall/Loxley/Sevo: Response ----- Lieutenant Piravao sh’Qynallahr Security Officer USS Gorkon G239311TM0
  10. Our 11th annual Halloween Avatar Contest has begun on the forums! All crews on all spooky ships have until Monday, October 25th to get checked in on the forums, and avatars must remain in their costumed forms until at least Sunday, October 31st Halloween Night. Every year, we have a contest to see who can […]View the full article
  11. ALPHA ISLES — Responding to an unusual and anomalous reading, the crew of the USS Arrow (NCC 69829) discovered a derelict vessel and Ferengi profiteers within. Ordered further into the Alpha Isles, the Arrow performed a seemingly straightforward mapping expedition of an unexplored sector. Their attention soon piqued when an anomalous reading led them to […]View the full article
  12. Def want to tack on to what Sher has said about technology. We've had tech that was DIRECTLY INSPIRED by Trek. Remember flip phones? The design was directly lifted from Trek. People (and designers) really liked the old flip communicator and well, that's how we got the ol' flip design.
  13. Oh thank goodness. 😄 Of course, smelling better than the last ride isn't hard to do. 😄
  14. Join us for another in a series of interviews with winners of Special awards from our recent 2021 Awards Ceremony. Our goal is to give you insight into how our fleet’s best simmers write, and imagine their characters. This month we’re interviewing the writer behind Noa T’Nessa Levinson, playing a Human/Vulcan Science Officer assigned to […]View the full article
  15. This is the end of a short plotline for our Captain @Randal Shayne and wonderful Chief of Security @Artinus Serinus and their dynamic just continues to shine for me. It's one of the true unexpected joys amid our ship's crew and I just had to show it off to y'all. A bit of context though, we recently were party to a feral off-shoot of ancient Gorn on a lost space-hulk and we suffered a few losses. It is hitting our Chief particularly hard (and the way it's been written and carried out between the two has just been wonderful to read). Enjoy! ((Deck 1, Captain’s Ready Room, USS Arrow)) Serinus: Yes, sir. ::break:: If I may be so bold, as to speak freely, sir? The captain offered the security chief a quizzical look. They were behind closed doors, alone but for the two of them, and in the past, the commander had never seen fit to censor himself. Nevertheless, it appeared that Serinus was attempting to process this tragedy of life through the lens of duty and obligation and training specifically. Shayne would not attempt to deflect him from that course. Not yet, anyway. Shayne: Granted. Serinus: I am ::break:: a perfectionist. And while failure is a universal experience, I spend way too much of my life, my very being, preparing for success. Shayne could appreciate that, and he had seen the (usually positive) effects of Serinus’ perfectionism firsthand. Though the Saber class didn’t present the same security risks as a larger vessel, it was still no easy task to keep everything safe, orderly and running smoothly from a protection standpoint, and Serinus had done a brilliant job of it. Shayne: And now that there has been some component of failure, you’re reevaluating yourself, your job, your goals. All I can suggest is that you keep in mind that preparation comes in many forms, and to constantly be prepared, you must grow. Adapt. And fail. His words, at first glance, contradicted his earlier sentiments. But it was himself he was referring to, as evidence of his point and purpose. Serinus: I hadn't thought it that way, Captain. Thank you. I'll The commander trailed off, and Shayne understood. Shayne: Of course, commander. I’ll be available should you wish to talk about this further. Anything else? Serinus: Yes sir, one thing. I have consulted with the Marine squad leader and I will be turning in a cross-training plan for our units to you with, within the next few days. Shayne smiled smally, pleased to see that the commander was taking his advice and sentiments to heart. Growing closer as a team was more than apt, especially in this moment of distress and regret for fallen men. Shayne: Thank you, Commander- I look forward to reviewing it. Serinus: Aye, sir. The chief turned on his heel, and exited the ready room. Shayne sat back, mulling over the conversation. He didn’t feel good- not by any means. Two deaths was a cataclysmic loss in any circumstance. But they could not be brought back to life, and he had a crew to work for. If there was one thing that stood out to him about the conversation… Shayne: Me giving advice to him for once? Will wonders never cease. He looked at the door with ironic affection, before turning his attention to the business of the day. END… Captain Randal Shayne Commanding Officer USS Arrow NCC 69829 G239202RS0 Captain Randal Shayne - Bloody Revelations (Link to Original Post)
  16. STARBASE 104 — Individuals linked to the Orion Syndicate have kidnapped Commodore Jalana Rajel, commanding officer of the USS Constitution (NCC-9012-B). The Constitution is currently docked at Starbase 104 for repairs after suffering heavy damage on its most recent mission. The captain’s abduction occurred as the crew were enjoying some well-earned shore leave. Security footage […] http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/ufopsb118?d=yIl2AUoC8zA http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/ufopsb118?i=D4bF_KfMbx4:DLbM7_2tPko:D7DqB2pKExk http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/ufopsb118?d=qj6IDK7rITs http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ufopsb118/~4/D4bF_KfMbx4View the full article
  17. Dude, you need to get your priorities straight. Singing fuzz TOTALLY takes precedence.
  18. The winner of September's Quote of the Month award was our very blue Piravao sh'Qynallahr, double-checked the spelling, with this gem about scheduling the important things in life: sh’Qynallahr: Maybe later, I didn’t put any time aside today for assaulting a superior officer. Obviously, next shore leave's training session is going to be in time management and making sure that we reach our deliverable targets. It's important that, when something is critical for the ship's success, we make the time.
  19. Few would argue that Star Trek is just a TV show or movie franchise. The far-reaching effects of our favorite science fiction universe have been felt within the very fabric of society. It has touched the minds of young and old and inspired pioneers in all fields of human endeavor. October 10th – 16th marks […] http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/ufopsb118?d=yIl2AUoC8zA http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/ufopsb118?i=RYnkKsUYwUQ:PD5WnifgRjI:D7DqB2pKExk http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/ufopsb118?d=qj6IDK7rITs http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ufopsb118/~4/RYnkKsUYwUQView the full article
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