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  2. The Sun King and the Moon Queen #shortstory #iamwriting #indieauthor

    Written for my beloved wife Susanna, my Moon Queen. Without her, there would be no reason to get up in the morning. Have you not heard of the Sun King and the Moon Queen? How those two share horizons and love each other more than anything in the world?…

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  4. Oddas Aria promoted to Commander

    The Captains Council is pleased to announce that Oddas Aria, First Officer of Duronis II Embassy, has been promoted to the rank of Commander! Aria joined the fleet in 2016 and served at the Embassy as an engineering officer before being promoted to the position of First Officer. The writer behind Aria has been highly decorated with awards, including: TOSMA, Russ Bar, Pathfinder, Boothby, Trailblazer, and Phoenix Awards, as well as the prestigious Rising Star Award. He has been a valued member of the Academy Training Team, currently facilitates the Advanced Starship Design Bureau team, and previously acted as a Top Sims Contest Judge. Head to the forums now to congratulate Cmdr. Aria on the promotion! The post Oddas Aria promoted to Commander appeared first on UFOP: StarBase 118 Star Trek RPG. View the full article
  5. New Academy Graduates

    Please welcome our newest Academy graduates to the UFOP: StarBase 118 fleet: Baj Dia, Tarik, Justin Cook, and David Knight! The post New Academy Graduates appeared first on UFOP: StarBase 118 Star Trek RPG. View the full article
  6. MSPNPC - Captain Varada Shalusu - Stowaway

    ((Bridge of the Caraadian freighter)) :: Varada sat upon his command chair, relaxed with a hot cup of Dunaras root in his hand. Its slightly bitter aroma was offset by its more pleasant taste. He had not been sure that his plan would work, something about the Valcarian, the Lord Advisor who had taken control of the station had sent shivers of dread up his spine. Still that was behind him now. In a few days he would be able to sell his cargo, pay off all of his debt and his ship would finally be his once again. Best of all he should still have a good profit left even after paying off the crew with their back wages that he owed them. :: :: Suddenly some noise, some feeling that things were not right made him turn. There was the Lord Advisor dressed in some weird robes like one of their fabled priests. The look on his face daunting, especially when he saw the blood splattered onto the robe in various locations. :: Sam’Yasin: I forgot to thank you Captain for the ride. :: his face was partially obscured by the hood :: :: At the sound of the strange voice Carvis spun from where he was standing. At the sight of the Valcarian he panicked and immediately lashed out, trying to take out this threat but it was futile. He never even came close and before he knew it he was flung to the deck, a strange feeling or more accurately lack of feeling swept over him. He could not control his arms and his legs barely responded to his frantic attempts to move. :: Carvis: Ca….. ca…… :: he struggled but that was all he could get out. The feeling of panic grew and he felt himself suddenly pee, the stain growing as the smell of it grew to block out any and everything else. He could not even feel it except as a faint warm wetness. :: :: After a moment while he simple sat there Varada finally responded, dropping his cup, the hot liquid landing in his lap and searing certain valuable family organs that his wife seemed to appreciate. The sudden pain almost made him drop the plasma pistol he grabbed from where it rested beside his seat. :: :: He shifted his position as his cargo master hit the ground and fired a couple shots, two missed and the other was a direct hit to the man’s back but it had absolutely no affect. :: Sam’Yasin: Captain! Captain! :: he flashed a jubilant grin :: You can't kill me. :: releasing the cargo master on the ground :: But you can kill him. Shalusu: You’ll just kill us both anyway… there is nothing to stop you… Sam’Yasin: No arguing this time. :: extending his right arm :: Give me the gun and surrender. :: For a moment Varada seriously considered shooting again but after seeing the energy from his weapon shed like water off some aquatic birds back he had little hope of it doing anything more than making the man even madder than he was. :: Shalusu: Very well. :: He replied in a defeated tone even as he tossed the weapon to the Valcarian. :: Sam’Yasin: :: grabbing the gun :: You know that I value my word. :: breaking the gun in half :: In retribution for this ride, I will spare your existence this day. :: staring at the disabled Caraadian :: If you acknowledge an extra request, I could spare his life as well. Shalusu: What do you want? :: In response to his question the man walked over to the helm controls and then swiped his hand downwards over the controls. For a moment he felt another surge of dread, was this Valcarian real or something even more sinister. :: :: Then as he noticed that a new set of co-ordinates had been entered into the computer he realized that it was the result of some kind of unusual technology and that there might just be a slim chance for him to get out of this problem alive. The Valcarian moved back over near to his cargo master even as he spoke. :: Sam’Yasin: Take me to this coordinates. :: standing up :: You have three minutes before he dies. :: Varada moved to the helmsman’s seat and sat down, quickly inputting the needed commands to change the destination of the vessel in the computer. :: Shalusu: Those coordinates are about 4 and a half minutes from here at the maximum speed my vessel can achieve. This is not a war ship you know, merely an aging freighter. It is the best I can do. Sam’Yasin: reply Shalusu: I will do the best that I can. Sam’Yasin: reply TAG/TBC ************************************ MSPNPC Captain Varada Shalusu Caraadian freighter captain As simmed by Cmdr. Tal Tel-ar Chief Tactical Officer USS Athena, NCC-97780 darylpea[...]@hotmail.com Daryl.Pea[...]@ontario.ca Tal Tel-ar’s Writer’s ID: T237708TT0
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  8. STARLINER MEREDIA — After attacking fellow cruise passengers a murderous author was apprehended by Starfleet crew. Following attacks on several popular murder mystery authors on board the luxury Starliner Meredia, the crew of StarBase 118 launched a full investigation into the crimes. With two authors dead and two more in critical condition, the remaining cruise passengers were moved to their quarters as the cruise ship was searched for evidence. However the murderer had tampered with the holographic core of the ship causing the Meredia’s interior to keep changing through different cruise themes and covering the murderer’s escape. While Lt. Commander Hael worked to fix the holo core, teams from across the ship started to look for Ms. Ardel, an eye witness who was acting suspicious. At the same time Lt. Commander Trel’lis and Lieutenant Kasun were working with Federation investigator Jian Kuan Yuen to uncover an illegal animal smuggling ring run by the Pelian trader Mersian Dels. At first they believed that Dels was also behind the murders but there was no evidence to connect him to anything beyond illegal animal trade. Suspicion heavily fell on the missing Ms. Ardel. Ms. Ardel’s plans for escape were thwarted by Captain Taybrim and Ensign Lyndsay who cornered her and forced a confession. She was quickly apprehended by security as Starfleet teams worked to correct the computer malfunctions and return the Starliner Meredia to full operational order. “You should have seen it!” catering assistant Havnek Joahn commented to reporters. “She was seriously riding this gigantic holographic wolf and yelling about how she was the best author and all these people had stolen her work. If it wasn’t for those Starfleet officers she might have gotten away with it, too!” After all was settled on the Starliner Meredia the crew of StarBase 118 returned for a well deserved rest, welcoming on board new security officer ensign Braddock and enjoying some downtime. The post Murderer Captured on the Cruise Liner Meredia appeared first on UFOP: StarBase 118 Star Trek RPG. View the full article
  9. We’re here with another interview with a newer member of our community. The title of this column is “Lower Decks,” hearkening back to the Star Trek: The Next Generation episode titled “Lower Decks,” in which junior officers aboard the Enterprise-D speculate on the reasons for recent unusual actions taken by the command crew near the Cardassian border. This month’s interview is with the writer behind Lt. Jarred Thoran playing a human male assigned to the Andaris Task Force. WOLF: Tell us a little about the writer behind the character — where in the world do you hail from? THORAN: Originally from the UK, but last summer my partner and I decided to move to a tiny village in rural Germany. If i’d of known at the time how difficult it would be to get english chocolate I may have had second thoughts. I while away my days cycling, doing up the house and attempting to learn the language. Were you a Star Trek fan before joining UFOP: StarBase 118? If so, what were your favorite shows and/or movies? I was indeed. I’ve been on the periphery of the fandom for many years, having only really seen The Next Generation series and movies. Back in school a close friend of mine was a massive Star Trek fan and that is where it first caught my interest, including playing some of the games such as Birth of the Federation, Armada and Bridge Commander. Although it hasn’t been until the last few years where i’ve caught up with DS9 and TOS movies. I’d have to say, TNG season three onwards is my favourite out of everything. What duty post are you playing, and how’d you choose it? I’m currently in security. It’s a role that’s not really been explored on screen, which I think gives you a degree of flexibility and variety that you may not necessarily get with other duty posts. Thoran has an analytical mind and isn’t very keen on violence, preferring to resolve a situation through diplomacy and negotiation than phasers. What’s been your favorite part of being with the community so far? It’s really hard to choose, but if I had to pick one thing, it would have to be that is a community. I’ve only been here for six months, but have already met many wonderful people from around the world, all of whom have been incredibly welcoming and understanding. In addition to that, there is so much to do OOC. Enjoy creating graphics – there’s a taskforce for that. Aspiring journalist – there’s a taskforce for that. Interested in expanding our reach – there’s a taskforce for that. Do you take any inspiration from films, television, or books when writing your character? I mostly certainly do, whether I know it or not. I’ve always been a huge sci-fi and fantasy fan, so I think parts of that creep in. Recently i’ve been watching Voyager and some TNG to get a feel for scene setting and life on a starship. It’s not always sci-fi that inspires me though. For example, i’m a huge fan of the age of sail, with a series of books called the Bolitho novels being one of my all time favourite book series. I love them so much, i’ve even had of one Thoran’s hobbies based around them, via a holodeck adventure, which a couple of the crew have indulged in with me. Looking back on your experience so far, what would be one piece of advice you’d give to anyone who’s just joined? Communication is key. There are many avenues available, with Discord, the forums and the OOC lists. It feels more alive and fun when people are engaging OOC, not only will you make friends, but can also be a great way to bounce around ideas. Finally, never be afraid to ask questions. We all have times when we not sure, or we need guidance/direction and in my experience everyone here is extremely helpful and supportive. There is no such thing as a stupid question. Thanks for your time, Lt. Thoran! You can read more about Lt. Thoran on the wiki. The post Lower Decks interview: Lt. Jarred Thoran, Andaris TF appeared first on UFOP: StarBase 118 Star Trek RPG. View the full article
  10. I wouldn't be an #author without my #mother. #iamwriting #indieauthor #musing

    I am a momma’s boy. I’m proud of it and tell everyone who asks. Honestly, I’m not sure why that’s considered an insult. When it comes to my mother, I would not be a writer if it was not for her. For the past few weeks, my wife and I have been talking…

  11. Promotions for November

    The staff of UFOP: StarBase 118 would like to take a moment and recognize the following officers on their recent promotions. Please be sure to say congratulations if you see them around the forums! DURONIS II EMBASSY T’Larra to Lieutenant JG Delan Han to Lieutenant JG The post Promotions for November appeared first on UFOP: StarBase 118 Star Trek RPG. View the full article
  12. Under New Management (Parts I &II)

    @Randal Shayne Part 1 ((Deck 1, Bridge, USS Blackwell.)) Zaekia: Attention to orders. ::He could feel every person beside and around him stiffen at the order. He too assumed the appropriate stance. Command change ceremonies were generally short, sweet and to the point- a natural outcome given their purpose.:: Zaekia: To Captain Zaekia, Commanding Officer, USS Blackwell. Stardate 239412.07. You are hereby requested and required to relinquish command of your vessel to Commander Whittaker as of this date. Signed, Admiral Renos. ::Though he’d been preparing for just this event, witnessing it for real was quite disconcerting. It was almost as if he were in freefall- nothing so extreme, but there was a disconnect in his brain. It wasn’t fear, nor was it any emotion he could sum up sufficiently in words. It was just...odd. That would have to do. Odd.:: Zaekia: Computer, transfer all command codes to Commander Whittaker. Voice authorization: Zaekia-Alpha-0609B. ::He could almost feel the shift, as the computer inputted the command. For an instant, the ship was in limbo, processing the change. That’s what it felt like- he realized that now. It was as if he had a leg in separate universes, each subtly reaching out to take him.:: Shayne: oO Is that what the Blackwell feels like? Oo ::A stupid question in the extreme. Though extremely advanced, the computer systems onboard Federation starships were not sentient by any means. This had not stopped the odd mainframe from developing a consciousness of sorts- indeed, computers in Starfleet had an irritating adeptability for causing problems of that nature. He’d read assorted stories of missions past, some of them confirmed, others mere ghost tales told to frighten incoming cadets. But originally? Each was inanimate and unfeeling. He’d always felt close to the ships he was aboard- perhaps too close for his own good. Maybe this was taking it a step too far.:: Computer: Transfer complete. USS Blackwell now under command of Commander Whittaker. Whittaker: I relieve you, sir. ::Even though the change had taken place under the most amicable of circumstances, there was still something sad about seeing Zaekia on the bridge- a bridge that had been his until Whittaker’s last statement. It made him hope that, whatever the reason for this transfer, Zaekia found another command in the future.:: Zaekia: I stand relieved. Congratulations Captain. ::He gave the new CO a friendly smile:: ::Zaekia had certainly been a vibrant person, and it showed even now. It lightened everything, and suddenly, Shayne didn’t feel so conflicted.:: Whittaker: Thank you. I'll take good care of the Blackwell. ::he meant every word.:: Shayne: ::To Whittaker.:: oO You speak for me as well, sir. Oo ::They’d all keep her in tip-top shape, of course- that was their job. But he wanted Zaekia to know that the commitment Whittaker was showing ran just as deep in the crew. Whatever happened, the Blackwell was in good hands. Then again, Shayne realized, Zaekia probably knew this implicitly. The Kalean had been their captain, and captains just knew things.:: Zaekia: Permission to disembark, captain? Whittaker: Permission granted. Fair winds and following seas to you and to Admiral Renos. :: he turned to the J'Naii and offered nem a respectful bow, just as he had done with Zekia moments before. :: ::Shayne almost joined him in the gesture, but held his place. He wasn’t known for making a scene in public- in the safety and privacy of his quarters, it was a different matter altogether- but that only meant that what display of respect or appreciation he made was genuine, and from the heart.:: ::Zaekia exited, and the silence was deafening. Shayne knew Whittaker would be the first to speak- but what would he say?:: Whittaker: Take your stations. ::Shayne gave a knowing smile as he inclined his head slightly, and removed himself to the mission ops station.:: Whittaker: It's very comfortable. ::a low chuckle.:: ::Shayne resisted turning, settling for a bemused grin. Whittaker, at this point, hardly seemed like a taskmaster, or an overly disciplined commander. Their new captain didn’t look or sound any older than the HCO chief- what would their new CO be like in the long run?:: Cecil: Response ::Then it was his turn.:: Whittaker: Mr. Shayne, what is our current speed and heading? ::Shayne consulted his instruments. Everything looked to be in order. He made a few subtle adjustments before considering.:: Shayne: Captain, we’re currently on course for Arndall, proceeding at Warp Six. All systems functioning normally, sir. ::His voice was totally formal- given the relative unknowns present, he thought it best. :: Whittaker: Excellent. :: to the next order of business. :: Doctor G'Renn? ::he craned his neck, looking for the vessel's newly appointed Chief Medical Officer, finding her in short order.:: It occurs to me that as I'm newly assigned, I am required to report for a physical exam. When is convenient for you? ::Shayne was impressed. No one- not one person in his experience- actually enjoyed visits to the doctor, and least of all for routine medical exam. To go into one- heck, to bring it up!- was shocking. He had nothing against Anath in any way. He was just surprised.:: G'Renn: We finished a triage readiness drill with the nursing staff earlier today, I’d like to go over the results of that first. Perhaps an hour and a half from now? ::A triage readiness drill. He wondered if that event was a direct result of their last confrontations. They’d lost several people some time ago- it had shaken the crew greatly. Even on a medical paradise like the one Shayne now helmed, nothing could make up for the practised hand of a doctor or nurse when push came to shove.:: Whittaker: :: with a smile. :: I shall see you then. As will Commander Cecil. ::He had to keep reminding himself that this was his superior officer now. Relative size was of no matter, nor was his attitude- Cecil was the first officer. That had to be respected, as did the Pelian himself. Shayne didn’t think it would be this difficult to reconcile these facts with his own impressions. :: G’Renn: I look forward to it! Whittaker: Mr. R'Ven, do the long range sensors detect any issues along our current course? ::Prudent- especially as they delved deeper, toward their destination. It seemed like Whittaker was already making good on his promise to Zaekia. Given the problems they’d encountered just a few weeks ago, merely by going forward, Shayne found the new captain’s precautionary attitude quite pleasing.:: R’Ven: ::turning his black penetrating gaze on Whittaker:: No Captain. At the moment there are no anomalies or unexplained phenomena. It would seem that it is . . ::paused thoughtfully:: . . smooth sailing. ::He was more pleased to hear that. Shayne couldn’t help but wonder why Merrick had stepped down. Certainly, the man probably missed his scientific duties, but first officer was usually a highly competitive position to fill. Maybe R’Ven simply didn’t want it, or felt unprepared, as Shayne did. Shayne: oO The opportunity was right in front of me! And I skipped out! Oo ::He knew it had been the right decision in the long run, but that didn’t take the edge off.:: TBC... Lieutenant Commander Randal Shayne Helmsman/Ops Officer/Second Officer USS Blackwell NCC 58999 G239202RS0 Part Two ((Deck 1, Bridge, USS Blackwell.)) R’Ven: Oh, and Doctor, when you are free I may require your services as well. ::She looked to her left towards Merrick with a mix of curiosity and concern. If he had dropped the word may she would be less worried. There was just something that made her feel a bit uneasy when he used the word may. She did think that perhaps he was due for an examination. But why would he describe that as something he might need. She certainly hoped that there wasn’t anything wrong with his Borg enhancements. After his first visit to sickbay she had read up on his file as he requested.:: G'Renn: Of course, please feel free to drop by at any time. ::Turning to face the command chair:: Environmental systems and life support all running normal, same for the bio-filters. Permission to return to sickbay, captain? ::It looked like he was not the only one making certain that protocol was followed to an exacting degree for the time being.:: Whittaker: Yes of course, Doctor. The Commander and I ::he said motioning to Cecil:: will see you in a little while. ::Shayne heard the turbolift doors open and close behind him.:: R’Ven: Captain I have noted that we now have a full time intelligence officer. That is a change from times past. ::Shayne agreed- it was quite the change, though not one he disagreed with. The events of the past few missions had shown them just how risky their trek was, and would continue to be. An intelligence officer would be incredibly beneficial.:: Whittaker: Indeed. With the complex political arena of the Expanse and the Valcarians nearby, having an Intelligence officer will be a boon. R’Ven: Captain. The Blackwell is enroute planet Arndall. Have our objectives remain the same, to give medical assistance to wounded Valcarian soldiers from the front line? ::His voice was balanced, but Shayne began to wonder if R’Ven was probing for certain information. They were valid inquiries, to be sure, and he appreciated the science officer taking the time to ask them- it made everyone’s understanding of the situation more complete. Still, his suspicions remained.:: Whittaker: That is correct. Starfleet Command wants the Valcarians to see us as something other than a roadblock to their plans for the Par'tha Expanse, whatever they may be. Shayne: oO Ironic choice of words- we’ve been stopped by more roadblocks than I can count offhand. Oo Whittaker: We will also provide humanitarian aid to the Caraadians if needs be. We have no interest in taking sides in their hostilities. ::No ambiguity to be found here. If Whittaker wasn’t a strong leader, he was certainly faking it with great skill.:: R'Ven: Understood Captain. Whittaker: Mr. R'Ven, ::an idea had formed in his head and he turned the command chair to get a better look at the Rodulan scientist.:: I would like you to brief Commander Cecil on any potential issues or special considerations in regards to the crew. As the former XO, I feel that you would be uniquely skilled and I would appreciate any insight you could offer him. ::It wouldn’t have even occurred to him to make such an inference- but as he contemplated, he wondered why it hadn’t. Certainly it was a good thing to be aware of, considering Whittaker’s and Cecil’s new presence aboard. He couldn’t help but wonder if his name would come up in that conversation for any reason.:: ::A cursory examination of the status of the ship alerted him to the slightest imbalance in one of the RCS assemblies on the starboard side. By no means was this a deeply troubling problem, but it would leave a bad taste in his mouth if he left it any longer than necessary. Besides, shouldn’t he give Whittaker the impression that he was vaguely competent for as long as possible?:: Cecil: I would be most acceptable to this, indeed, indeed. ::he looked eagerly at the dark skinned man.:: R’Ven: ? ::What a combination! There seemed to be no end to the energy barely contained within the small Pelian first officer. On the other hand, R’Ven was a exhibit in control. Shayne honestly couldn’t recall if he’d seen the science officer crack a smile, or make any sort of outward display of emotion.:: Whittaker: :: with a wide smile. :: Grand! It's relatively quiet for the moment, please feel to use my ready room. Shayne: oO “My” ready room. Oo ::It was astonishing, and vaguely soothing, to note how quickly and effortlessly Whittaker was easing into his new role. It was strange- he was aware that some part of his brain found this commanding nature quite calming. He gave a silent scoff. Would he ever unravel the weirdness of his own brain?:: Cecil: Please, ::he nodded.:: Most pleased to talk with you, yes, yes. You have great deal of knowledge I wish to share in. R'Ven: ? ::As Cecil and Merrick withdrew into the ready room, Shayne stepped down from his station, and quietly made his way over to the helm. Naturally, someone was already present- one of the new members of the crew, by the looks of it. What was it again… Mandak?:: ::Gently he moved to her side, and gave a calming smile.:: Shayne: I’m sorry to bother you, ensign- I need to take the helm for a moment. Mandak: ? ::Shayne nodded appreciatively as the ensign relinquished her seat. The lieutenant commander was pleased to see that she’d taken the time to adjust the helm console to her liking. Many chiefs would find such actions annoying or undesirable- keep the console in a standard configuration, dagnabbit! But Shayne knew that piloting with unfamiliar controls was a wonderful recipe for death and destruction. Shayne: Don’t go anywhere- I’ll be just a moment. ::He quickly set about his business, not wanting to keep Mandak waiting longer than necessary. The problem was one he’d fixed a dozen times before. With quick fingers, he cut off power to the affected area, and began redirecting the energy flow manually. Essentially, an extremely boring process that only someone as sneakily geeky as Shayne could appreciate.:: ::Though it was simple, he became deeply engrossed, and did not hear Whittaker approaching from behind.:: ::Suddenly, something touched his shoulder. In hindsight, he was extremely proud of the fact that he managed not to scream. He would have never lived it down. Instead, he jumped slightly- definitely less than he’d felt like doing. His surprise was only increased when he found Whittaker staring back at him with an amiable expression.:: Shayne: oO Please tell me I haven’t done something stupid, erroneous, or insubordinate- not five minutes after meeting him! Oo Whittaker: Commander, I'd like to schedule an inspection of the Blackwell for 71 hours time. Please see to it that the department heads are notified and that they are ready. ::Oh! That’s all it was. His heart rate settled to a safe rate, and he forced a pleasant smile onto his face.:: Shayne: Aye, sir- consider it done. We’ll be ready for you, captain. Whittaker: Thank you. ::he softened the formality somewhat.:: I used to be an engineer before I switched to command- I'd be interested in hearing your thoughts on warp field configurations as a conn officer at some point. ::Now Whittaker was speaking a language Shayne understood. The forced smile melted away, replaced by a blooming grin of genuine joy.:: Shayne: Aye, sir. I’d like that very much. ((OOC: Can continue, if you like. I’m happy to do so. )) ((IC)) ::Whittaker stepped away, and Shayne again directed his attention to the minor technical error before him. A moment later, it was repaired, and Shayne looked up, vaguely pleased with himself.:: Shayne: There we are. ::He stood.:: Thank you, ensign- she’s yours again. ::He gestured to the open chair.:: Mandak: ? ::As the helm officer took her place, Shayne took the opportunity to pass on the order Whittaker had given him earlier.:: Shayne: Forgive me- I’m awful with names. You’re Ensign Mandak, correct? Mandak: ? Shayne: Welcome aboard. Lieutenant Commander Shayne, chief of HCO. ::His strictly formal words were softened by a well-meant smile.:: I’m sure you caught the captain’s order just a moment ago- we have seventy one hours to make this place inspection ready. Now, things already look quite good, but since this is the first inspection under Captain Whittaker, I want to make it even better than usual. I’m going to check out whether the RCS repairs I made a moment ago are holding up- while I’m doing that, I’d like you to check out a finicky gyro stabilizer in the deflector array. ::Just like the RCS difficulties, it was hardly life-threatening, but it was the little things that were allowed to pile up that truly did harm. Granted, it was such a minor problem that the dock had not bothered with repairing it- they’d had far more crucial fixes on their plates. But it was something that might stand out to Whittaker, were he the detailed sort. Assigning Mandak was also a way of seeing how she went about her work. She was in his department- he had to get to know her.:: Mandak: ? ((OOC: Can also carry this- if you have questions, feel free to ask them. )) ((IC)) Shayne: When you’re finished, report back to me. ::He gave a friendly nod, and headed for the turbolift. He’d seen the computer confirmation- the RCS pack was secured and functioning normally. So why did he find it so difficult to let it go?:: ::The answer came to him in a rush- it was those infernal robots. They’d left him paranoid. He knew they weren’t still present. He knew it. But...he couldn’t shake the feelings. As the turbolift began its descent, he wondered how long he’d be plagued by fears of those infernal, long-gone...things. Tag/TBC… Lieutenant Commander Randal Shayne Helmsman/Ops Officer/Second Officer USS Blackwell NCC 58999 G239202RS0
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  17. It’s time again for Ongoing Worlds FallFest, an online simming community convention that UFOP: SB118 has twice hosted in the past. This interactive online convention can be attended from the comfort of your own home, taking place in chat rooms where simming experts run panel discussions, trivia games, and even live sims. This year’s FallFest will take place tomorrow – Saturday, December 9 – from 2:30pm GMT to midnight GMT. You can see the schedule here and see the timezone conversion here. Join any of the day by using this URL: https://discord.gg/HRD98vE You can come-and-go as you please throughout the event. We would love to see strong community participation! Don’t forget to set aside time to see Capt. Taybrim’s sessions listed on the schedule. You can also pop into our own chat server here to connect with members of UFOP: SB118 throughout the day: https://discord.gg/PSTqyPx The post Tomorrow’s FallFest event takes the place of this month’s fleetwide chat appeared first on UFOP: StarBase 118 Star Trek RPG. View the full article
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  20. Each month we interview a First Officer or Commanding Officer of the fleet as part of our “First Officer in Focus” and “Captain’s Corner” columns to get to know them better, and learn more about what their positions entail. This month, we’re interviewing the First Officer of the newly relaunched USS Atlantis, LtCmdr. Alexander Williams, a Human/Bajoran male. Let’s get started! WOLF: Tell us a little about the writer behind Williams. Where do you hail from, and what are you up to when you’re not simming? WILLIAMS: My name is Roel and I have been a member of SB118 for 4 years now. Star Trek is a dying genre in The Netherlands but I grew up with it as a kid. TNG was on every saturday and I have seen all the series that followed. I work at a high school (pre-university level) as a history teacher and in my spare time I like to read and play video games. All related to history of course. Why’d you choose a Bajoran hybrid, and what do you find compelling about Bajorans? I’ve always been interested in religion. Since religion isn’t a big factor in Starfleet I decided to add that part by making my character half Bajoran. I am not wearing an earring but I like to write Alex thinking about the Prophets every now and then. In a way Alex is lot like me. What ships have you served on and what duty posts have you played so far in your Starfleet career? That is quite a list. I started on the old Apollo under the command of Captain Jaxx as a tactical officer. When it was destroyed by the Borg (maybe, just maybe, I added them to the plot) half the crew moved to the USS Constitution where I started to serve as chief tactical and security. About a year later I moved on the Excalibur but that was a short lived ship so I went back to the Conny, this time under a new captain and I changed my main character since the tactical station was already taken. I came up with a Betazoid geek, but truth be told I missed Alex. When the community launched a new ship, The USS ZA, I didn’t hesitate and moved over to roll back to Alex and become the chief tactical again. There I met my girlfriend and together we moved over to the Athena when I was invited to be its First Officer. Me and Nicole go a long way back ever since the first Apollo so it was good to have a chance to explore a new role and be with some old friends again. With the Athena crew moving over to the Atlantis I kept my role as First Officer and well… that’s how I ended op here. Quite a history in 4 years! What’s your favorite, and least favorite!, parts about playing a First Officer? That is tough one as I am still getting to know the part. Obviously there is a lot more responsibility. That is both good and bad. It’s fun to see you get tagged more often and it’s a great way to develop my character in its new role. Of course the task more demanding as well. I have a lot of plots to keep moving. And the job comes with a little paperwork behind the scenes. But so far it’s not as much as I feared. Tell us more about your writing style. What’s your process for putting together a sim? I always take my last sim to start with. I copy past the last few tags and add a bit of narrative in front. From there I add all the sims that came after. Adding all the tags and narratives from the others. Then I started to add my own narrative and tags and most of the time i try to add a bit of new content and tags for others to work with. As a FO I decided to give a bit more room on how the plot is going to the new writers as they still find it challenging to push the plot forward and the best way to learn is to “just do it”. Looking back on your experience so far, what would be one piece of advice you’d give to others on how to be a successful First Officer? I think it’s too soon to say I am a successful First Officer. That’s not being modest but I am still learning the job. I think my sims are entertaining and keep people moving and that is what a good writer/officer should do. Right now for example I am in the middle of a standoff with a space station. With the captain on the planet I have to make the calls and avoid a fight. I know Alex as a tactical offer would like to push the buttons and start shooting, as a first officer he can’t. It’s fun to sim the struggle Alex goes through and by tagging others I want to keep them part of that discussion as well. Keeping people active is key to success. Is there a particular aspect of your role of First Officer that motivates you in your position? As I said, being first officer is a key role. The other members of the group want to interact more and that is a lot of fun. When we started our first mission a few weeks ago I was tagged from all sides. People wanting to talk to me in the briefing, calling me over to engineering, someone tagged me in my office. That is a big difference from my days a tactical officer. There is more to sim and that is what i like the most. Simming, and keep people active. Challenging them to come up with some nice unexpected tags. Thanks so much for your time! You can read more about LtCmdr. Williams on the wiki. The post First Officers in Focus – Alexander Williams, Atlantis appeared first on UFOP: StarBase 118 Star Trek RPG. View the full article
  21. November 2017 post counts

    Tis the season to be jolly as we head into the holidays! The StarBase 118 Fleet finished November with a total of 1,314 sims produced. Leading the fleet in sim numbers last month was Embassy of Duronis II with 313 sims. StarBase 118 Ops finished with the second highest number of sims at 235, and Andaris Task Force finished third with 171 sims. Check out some of the highlights of this past month’s simming through our Appreciations forum, where you and your fellow members can nominate sims, great quotes, and other memorable moments for the rest of the fleet to enjoy! The post November 2017 post counts appeared first on UFOP: StarBase 118 Star Trek RPG. View the full article
  22. The world swam as JC put back another shot. He never set out to find trouble but it always found him and this was the predicament he faced tonight. He ran his hands through his hair appreciating the liquid courage running through his system. Here we go again he thought as a fist darted out and tagged him squarely in the jaw.... and the world dimmed. Justine Cook woke to a pounding headache, set upon by blinding light and annoyingly loud music. He pounded on the wall that separated his quarters from the room next door. "Turn it down A$$hole" he yelled. The music quieted and he rolled out of his bunk. Covering the distance to the shower and turning on the faucet, "Headphones....is it such a hard concept" The scalding water rushed over his body and he felt instant relief in his muscles. His jaw ached and he really didn't want to look in the mirror. "So worth it", he smiled to himself stepped out of the shower and turned to look at the mirror..... and let out an audible sigh. His nose was definitely broken and one eye was swollen and black. Well today should be fun he thought. He pulled his shoulder length black hair into a pony tail and brushed out his beard. His green eyes sparkled with amusement. Still just plain ol' good lookin he thought. He was medium height with a muscular build , the beard and the bright green eyes gave him a youthful twinge. Being slightly older than the other cadets and growing up with 6 siblings of his own, he often took up a guardian role with his peers. That sentiment had led to his current appearance. The girl had been a young Andorrian cadet and with looks that could kill. She had studied physics with him and it had been easy to approach her at the bar. After a few minutes of chatting and easy flirting, he had asked her to dance and the proceeded as predicted. Drink after drink had followed. All the way till her Boyfriend had shown up. He had exchanged a few rough words with her, and JC had immediately stepped in. Needless to say she didn't appreciate his heroics and BLAME....... He winced touching his eye. Who knew Andorrian women were so ferocious. Throwing on his uniform and grabbing his PADD, he headed into the hall where he ran into his neighbor Cadet Night.
  23. Every month, the Academy staff works to compile the statistics about our recruiting and training for the fleet’s informational purposes. Let’s take a look at how we did as a fleet in November. This first graph depicts the number of applications that we have received each month this year. During the month of November, the fleet saw fifteen new applications. This equates to roughly one new application every two days and marks November as the month with the largest number of applications so far this year. The following chart shows how our new members found us, according to their application: This final graph shows how many people graduated from the Academy during the month of November. As a fleet, we had nine Academy graduates in November. This is a tie for our second largest number of graduates in one month for the year! This number includes three graduates who applied in October. We also had three applicants who applied in November, but whose training did not conclude until after the start of December. These new recruits are the lifeblood of our community. Without them, it becomes difficult to keep our ships fully crewed and even more difficult to grow the fleet. If you’d like to help us recruit more members and grow our fleet, you can join the Publicity Team using this form. The post Applications and Academy Graduates for November 2017 appeared first on UFOP: StarBase 118 Star Trek RPG. View the full article
  24. A #review of October Nights by DeAnna Knippling @dknippling. http://bit.ly/2AmhwZg #iamreading #horror

    October Nights: 31 Tales of Hauntings and Halloween by DeAnna Knippling My rating: 5 of 5 stars This year I really did not get a chance to participate in any Halloween writing. Though not my favorite genre, I do enjoy writing a scary story. Still wanting…

  25. official Arrival at StarBase 118 - introduce your character here!

    Cadet Knight woke form his sleep and sat up wide eyed "today's the day" he thought computer music on he shot form his bunk as beetles classical music play at full volume much louder than any normal Terran should be able to stand, a result of his toddler years of playing with homemade primitive but deadly gunpowder experiments of his. pulling on his cadet uniform as he mouthed the words of the song ,making sure that everything was just right on his uniform "gotta look sharp" he thought as he combed his dark brown hair making sure it was just right. satisfied with his appearance in the mirror he installed in his room ,most cadets just use the computer reflections system but it just wasn't the same. grabbing his already packed duffel form under his bunk. "Computer, music off" he said suddenly becoming aware of his neighbor pounding on the wall "how rude", computer save audio to external storage" the computer came back "audio files saved to external storage" "thank you" he said as he retrieved the storage device form a terminal near the door. the pounding had stopped, David smiled he had programmed the computer in his neighbors room to play his music at full volume every time the lights off command was given, revenge for going straight to the academy student liaison and not simply asking him to turn it down. walking out of his old room he stopped far enough for his door to close and held his hand in the air counting down form three to one when his music could be heard form his old neighbors room at full volume. "Early bird gets the worm" he yelled out to the hallway, continuing to the docking ring where he was set to meet his shuttle for transport to the U.S.S MONGOOSE, his first assignment. he couldn't help but think of the possibilities of traveling stars and the adventures he would have, which was why he was headed out early for his shuttle "nothing would stop him form making this shuttle" he thought. his thoughts broke as he noticed a pair of female cadets coming the opposite way of him "Good morning" he said as he passed and turned and starting walking backwards to watch them go, just noticing one of their heads turn before smacking into some one behind them. the collision resulting both him and the stranger landing on the ground, hopping back to feet as fast as he could with remarkable quickness for his lanky figure and looking down at his fellow cadet still on the ground. "If it isn't the shadiest helmsman Star fleet has to offer, Mr. cook how are you on such a fine morning" "That's cadet cook to you and to think star fleet wants to trust you with its weapons systems" replied cook "To be fair i was distracted and not just tactical operations i did some intelligence courses too" said Knight "Uh huh, you just remember curiosity killed the Klingon now move out the way your going to make me late for my shuttle" said cook looking down at Knights duffel laying on the ground "no" "Oh yes, just think about it the best helmsman and the best tactical officer that star fleet has ever seen, what could possibly go wrong" "Maybe its not too late transfer to another ship" said cook Cadet David Knight: RACE: Terran HEIGHT: 6'0" WEIGHT: 165 HAIR COLOR: Dark Brown EYE COLOR: Hazel PRIMARY FIELD: Tactical SECONDARY FIELD: Intelligence MARITAL STATUS: Single
  26. The Captains Council (“CC”) is one of two administrative bodies for our community, and is tasked with managing promotions to the rank of Commander, as well as a host of issues regarding the universe in which we play. Each year, the CC elects a Magistrate, whose job it is to facilitate ongoing discussions, tally and record votes, and act as the official messenger for the council to the Executive Council and the fleet at large. This role plays an important part of keeping Captains Council business on track, and those who hold the role are often top candidates for higher office with the Executive Council. For 2018, the council has selected Captain Sal Taybrim, Commanding Officer of Starbase 118 Ops, as its Magistrate. Congratulations to her for this recognition! Taybrim’s writer, Jamie, was profiled in July 2017, as well as in March of 2016. She has been decorated with the Russ Bar, Nebula Bar, TOSMA, and Q Awards, as well as the Prantares Ribbon (Medical Officer of the year), the prestigious Rising Star Award in 2015, the James T. Kirk Cross, and the Christopher Pike Pendant, making her one of our most decorated captains currently serving in the fleet. The post New Captains Council Magistrate: Sal Taybrim appeared first on UFOP: StarBase 118 Star Trek RPG. View the full article
  27. New Academy Graduate

    Awesome! Welcome to the fleet and the SB118 community.
  28. New Academy Graduate

    Please welcome our newest Academy graduate to the UFOP: StarBase 118 fleet: Serala! The post New Academy Graduate appeared first on UFOP: StarBase 118 Star Trek RPG. View the full article
  29. Back to work, only this time as part of the Andaris Task Force!

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