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Very proud of our little Bynar crew members! Recently promoted to full Lieutenant, the joined pair showed their rank when attempting to reign in one of our Security officers. And good work from you too, Matthews.

@Josh Herrick It's the root beer, it's insidious!

@Sirok

I'm going to share this whole entire scene as links to the four sims that make it up because the whole thing is absolutely stellar and deserves to be read with all its context. This is a scene where Luxa goes to hit on Beck after the Ronin's award ceremony only to have T'Ama be an absolute demon and (accidentally?) torpedo Beck's night of romance. Hell the whole relationship might have blown up. Thank you to @LuxaLorana and @Quentin Beck for this scene, it was delicious. It has been absolutely fantastic to join the Ronin for shore leave! Lt Luxa Lorana - Unfinished Experiment JP: Lieutenant JG T'Ama and Ensign Quentin Beck - Sending 'Em Off Lt Luxa Lorana - I Won't Be A Fool Ensign Quentin Beck - Try Me

@Josh Herrick with a delightful and thoughtful entrance of a NPC

@VLen Kel this feud with Rox just makes me laugh so hard every time it comes up now

What can I say, except: I love Renirs SO DANG MUCH. @Jovenan truly has made the best PNPC in the fleet. Reading her torment my jellyfish is an absolute delight.

Every time there's a new Renirs sim I feel like I need to rush over and post the highlights here ASAP. She is too dang funny. @Jovenan, you've done it again (had me laughing out loud).

I don't have an easy way of explaining what I mean, but the more I read @Kirsty L. Carpenter's sims, the more Kirsty she starts to sound to me.

I'm finally doing a more thorough re-read of the starting sims of this new mission and this line from @Toryn Raga about the stress he's feeling as the current acting captain is truly just a great narrative description.

@LuxaLorana

Ensign Jaseb... I did expect something like this from @Gnai, not from @Savel! Savel, you made my day! ❤️

Some background. The UDP have started to become a major power in the Gamma Quadrant after the fall of the Dominion. The USS Octavia E Butler is on a mission at Cheyd'lang, a planet that the UDP wants to integrate, These sims by @Alora DeVeau and @Jack Kessler are from the UDP's perspective and I love the political atmosphere that they layer in and the contrast of thoughts to actions. 🥰

I'm watching this go down like a slow-motion trainwreck. You can't do anything, but you can't look away either.

@Quentin Beck we’re gonna have fun.

@Wil Ukinix playing Annamae Barberra truly is a treasure and I'm thrilled she's a visiting character. I wanted to put a quote in the Ronin appreciations quote, because it's entirely possible I've fallen a little bit in love with the existence of this character in general, but then I just kept finding more quotes that were good in this one and decided it was best I just share the whole thing 😂

I feel this is almost like @Lt Aine Olive Sherlock is embracing her inner Picard in this exchange. Also, no wonder the Chey'd are pre-warp, they need to appreciate the finer things ✍️.

Help, I need an adult! An adultier adult! 💀💀 @Ian OConnor has slain me with this.

Are we that obvious??? 😛 @Jack Kessler

I can just hear the internal sass from @Avander Promontory

Wanted to highlight a very touching JP that just hit my inbox from @Talos Dakora and @Robin Hopper.

Magnificent.

...my love language, actually! 😌😂

@Corey Wethern painting with words, as always ✨

::taking notes:: Cat videos, there's an idea!

It just makes them worse!

Damnit you beat me to it. I was going to post this too. Honestly this is what makes @Josh Herrick one of the best people in the fleet to sim with. Every single one of his characters is unique, diverse and beautifully written. You really feel like each character has a history, their own wants and desires and feel like real people. What takes me a hundred sims to develop takes Josh meer seconds.

Great deadpan humor moment.

@VLen Kel more Rox hilarity

https://www.newsmax.com/thewire/star-trek-uss-enterprise-roddenberry/2024/04/18/id/1161555/ Did anyone else notice this? I've been to the space museum in DC and saw the real thing. Impressive!

Welcome to Starfleet my guy.

Anyone else unable to get the mental of Starfish Shayne.....? No...? Just me....?

Nothing makes me happier than the mental picture of Mandy in rocket shoes and a Petfleet uniform.

I really enjoyed these paragraphs from @Mister_Wake's T'Reyna. I just wanted a telepathic deer and I got a whole inspired thesis on natural spiritualism!

I wanted to mention @Sylvie Doucet and the various bird-based puns in their last two posted sims. For context where it is needed, the Tinalli are a flightless avian species. It all made me chuckle, and the reference to the Caitian Captain being a "big cat" too Put me in mind of Sylvester and Tweety Pie! Taken from the sim 'Stabilized For Now' Doucet: Hmm. We’d need to be careful, especially since we essentially just politely turned down their own help in rescuing one of our officers. We took a lot of control over the situation away from them, so we should probably start with offering our help in a way that allows them to take the lead. This is their home, after all. No sense in ruffling any feathers if we don’t need to. It took a moment before Sylvie realized the inadvertent pun she made and she had to carefully conceal her sudden amusement. oO This is probably not the time for making stupid avian puns. This is no time to fowl it up. Oo Taken from the sim 'A Nest of Uncertainty' (( Conference Room, Tinalli Orbital Spacedock )) Once everyone was in the conference room a few minutes later, Sylvie cleared their throat and motioned towards Dor’ar’ny’sa. They were going to be winging it a bit here but it was worth it to get things going. The Tinalli did seem a bit nervous about the Captain being a big cat, but not in a way that made Sylvie feel like his presence was a major risk. That much was good, at least.

@Jovenan proceeds to have the most entertaining PNPC in this damned fleet. Renirs is a gem no matter who she meets. 🤣

@Erik Johnson

@Kettick got him first and he is really up trying to safe Mac life.

Ross' player shared this beautiful SIM with me and I just couldn't not put this in appreciations. IC: ((Boston, MA, Earth)) The city had changed its colours. Even though Evan hadn't been there to witness it, he knew from experience. Boston common, a park much older than he dared to think about, had exchanged its enchanting autumn dress of grays and browns for fresh, enlightening green. The rain got less harrowing around this time of the year. When he stepped outside the transporter, the air greeted him with a rich, aromatic wetness, typical after a short shower, but the clouds had already disappeared and made way for spring sunshine, causing every piece of metal within the city to shimmer and shine. The streets were busy as always. He still recognized them, those street corners, the bigger lanes setting off towards the mystic river, small shops and businesses settled deeply into the rows of houses and skyscrapers. It was a city which had preserved its walkability even with the turbolifts popping up - and despite the fact that they would have brought him to his destination much faster, Ross opted for the long walk through the bustling city center that would eventually lead him into the more quiet streets, the suburban life he missed so much and despised at the same time. It felt nice to breathe some fresh air, to feel the sunlight on his skin - and there was something reassuring about walking the old streets, stopping at the same old corner shop where he had spent hours as a braggy and noisy teenager. The shopkeeper was gone, surely retired by now, but Ross immediately recognised his son, who had been in the same year as him during in middle school. There was something haunting about seeing those features again that had been so much more youthful the last time they had seen each other - like a call from the past, a punch in the guts from his own mirror. Ross grabbed a can of soda and went to the counter. Toby: How are you, Sir. That's 2.50. Ross: Hi. Thanks - ::he paid with change, just for nostalgic reasons:: Nice weather today. Toby: Yeah. Didn't stop raining for days now, you're very lucky. Are you on holiday? First time in the city? He hesitated. Evan's faint smile did not vanish as he tilted his head slightly - oO We used to write notes to the same girl during lessons, don't you remember? Oo Ross: It's been a while. Toby: Oh, then you should totally check out the Athenæum. They restored its front, and there's a really nice fair going on today. Lots of people in the city. Ross: ::nodding:: Yeah, I might. Thanks, pal. He knew he wouldn't. His destination was at the other side of town, in an uncanny house at the end of a quiet street. He wasn't sure yet if its door would open for him. Toby: Sorry - do we know each other by any chance? His smile grew a little more distanced. There it was, the prospect of a reunion - the dreading questions. Where have you been, how are you doing? Starfleet? Are you kidding? For the first time in his life, he would be able to tell something he could be proud of - and maybe for that exact same reason he didn't want to. Ross: No, I don't think so. Enjoy your day, man. He raised his hand and left Toby behind, the soft ring of the bells above the door feeding softly into his lie. The pensive gaze followed him a good few steps down the street, and he kept it close, like a second skin protecting him from curious questions and misplaced nostalgia. ((Short Timeskip)) ((Christina Stirling's House, Suburban Boston, MA, Earth)) Evan didn't remember for how long he had stood on the opposite side of the street, eyeing the small house in front of him, before he finally moved and crossed the street. She lived only two blocks from the house they had both grown up in - and yet, the neighborhood seemed much more quiet, much more established than the memory of his childhood which always seemed to take place in the city center, where things were so much rougher and rainy. The doorbell rang softly and sent shivers down his spine. Stirling, it said in plain letters - Christina had kept the family name he had never truly grown accustomed to. It's your choice, his mother had said, If you want to stay with 'Ross' that's fine with us. He couldn't really explain what it was about that name that he so desperately clung onto for all those years now - just another stamp of not truly belonging that he had forced onto himself for no real reason. His hair darker, his build more lean in younger years, a born runner - and younger, always so much younger than her. Christina had been 16 when her parents had opted for adoption. When Evan remembered his sister, he remembered the version from his childhood - and to his own shock it was a copy of that woman in her late 20s who now opened the door. Robyn didn't look exactly like her mother, but she carried her features - fierce eyes, broad shoulders and a few freckles spreading delicately over her nose. A toddler was sitting on her arm, cooing happily as their eyes met. Ross opened his mouth only to close it again. There she was, his niece, with a child he didn't know, and her confused expression said more than a thousand words. Whatever they had shared, ten years ago, it was gone - because he hadn't been there. Robyn: Oh... - Are you the guy for the roof? He couldn't bring himself to answer, and so he just nodded thoughtlessly - his heartbeat was rushing. Robyn: Sorry, I thought you were coming tomorrow! ::turning around, calling into the flat:: Mo-om! The guy's here, for the gutters! Ross subconsciously held his breath as he heard steps approaching. And then there she was. Christina, with her bright eyes and the blonde hair he had always envied, making her so much more akin to their parents - their eyes met, and she gaped at him in shock. Christina: ...Evan? He could only give a small, embarrassed nod. And then she was all over the place, approached him with fast steps, pulling him into a hug he had dreaded and missed, exactly like this little life in Boston. The same tears were verging their eyes as she detached from him, ruffling his hair in disbelief - Christina: I almost didn't recognize you... look at you, your hair... All gray. All grown up. She didn't say it out loud, but as they both smiled at each other, she knew she didn't have to. Robyn: Wait, did you say Evan? As in... uncle Evan? His voice was sounding incredibly raspy when he finally answered. Ross: Hi there... thought it was time. End of Scene (for now ) -- *** Lieutenant JG Evan Ross Intelligence Officer StarBase 118 Ops O240009ER2

Thought I'd at some original series references.

I suspect the Captain. XD

Kind of off topic, but my brain read this as "Vanilla Origin Story". XD

You can shove them man in red, make him command, but you can't stop the dad jokes.

100% how that works.

This is a really creative and unique sim from our very own FO, @Samira Neathler, which adds a really fun (and proper cute!) "bird's-eye view" of one of our away teams, from the perspective of UMO. UMO - A day in the life (google.com)

Truly a sentiment for a Klingon greeting card.

Just a quick shout out for @Mason G from their sim Scavenger hunt: Seeking the bridge, an extract of which is included below. The Bynars aren't seen very often in Star Trek. In the few appearances they do make, there is little detailed information given about them. I therefore really enjoyed how @Mason G explained some of this in a way that really balanced giving a bit more insight whilst still maintaining the 'alienness' of the species. In addition I liked how the writing made clear distinction between the personalities for the two, I absolutely loved the reassuring little hand squeeze, so sweet!