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  1. It is that time. Be spooked, wear costumes, get candy from everywhere. That is how most celebrate Halloween! But how do we integrate Halloween into Star trek? That is what we want to see from you!

    This is a one month long Halloween Graphic Contest! Show us how Star Trek celebrates! Go spooky, go costumy, go drowned in candy or howling at the moon? The possibilities are endless, just as the ways to celebrate the spookiest night of the year!

    We will crown a lucky winner the mad king and a lucky Runner up the Mad prince, with special Halloween Graphic Contest Badges!

    Here are the rules:

    • The theme must be included, it's the challenge
    • The submitted work has to be done by you. You can use stock images and the like and put them together, but the final work does have your stamp on it.
    • Any kind of graphic style is allowed. You can paint, use 3D renders, mix different source images, make collages, animations, draw, manipulate photos, make a video etc. as long as the final work is completely yours.
    • Everyone can submit one piece of work
    • The image must be within the Star Trek Universe, how you show that is on you.
    • Please add your name (your primary character which we identify you with) in the lower corner as a signature
    • Image size: At least 600*450 pixel and staying in these proportions (either horizontal or vertical, by your choice)
    • Submission deadline is October 31st
    • To submit the image, start a new thread in this contest forum, that way we do not have to dig for it :)

    If you have any questions, please pose them in this forum thread.

    We are looking forward to your submissions and your creativity!

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  2. We have our winners for the Autumn Graphic Contest!!!

    The theme was "The dark subconscious mind" and our contestants have shown us their interpretation of the theme. We had great entries and because we have no people- or world category in this one (again), we combined these and have two winners and two runner ups!

    The winners of the Autumn Graphic Contest are...

    Drumroll please!

    Iniko Mpeba - A Long Time Ago and Ayiana Sevo - Entombed

    Our Runner ups are:

    Toni Turner - The Fear Within and Daniel Cain - Vengeance

    Congratulations to all four of you and thank you for everyone who has been participating in the contest. As always it was no easy decision! Iniko, Ayiana, Toni and Daniel, you can find your badges here.

    Thank you also for our judges, relentlessly breaking their heads about their votes: Selene Faranfey, Tyler Kelly, Maxwell Traenor, Raissa Moonson and myself.

    Keep your eyes peeled for a special Halloween Edition of the Contest very soon! Stay creative!

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  3. You could upload the image in the wiki. After that right click and copy the image URL (in firefox it is "Copy image location" instead). Then make a new post in the contest forum and above the text box here, is a little icon that looks like a picture.

    05815-b13e534f-e083-45ac-a456-c3e98cde7c

    Click on that and paste the image URL you copied before into that window. Press okay and it is in your post :)


  4. I would LOVE to see more spin-offs and more series and movies of Star Trek. And I think I'll have to follow the Guinan web series, i LOVED her character. It might not be canon, but I honestly don't care. If Paramount doesn't give her more background I take what we get.

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  5. We are proud to present you a new round of the "Starbase 118: Graphic contest".

    In this contest we recognize the amazingly talented artists we have among our membership. If you like to be artistic at any level, join in the fun. :)

    The theme of this round will be a little different than the others, a little... darker. ;)"The dark subconscious mind". What monsters lurk in the dark secretive minds of our characters? Fears, secrets, desires and more! This can be anything. Use it as character building, to think about it if you have not yet, show us the dark subconscious mind of your character!

    SUBMISSION GUIDELINES

    • The theme must be included, it's the challenge
    • The submitted work has to be done by you. You can use stock images and the like and put them together, but the final work does have your stamp on it.
    • Any kind of graphic style is allowed. You can paint, use 3D renders, mix different source images, make collages, animations, draw, manipulate photos, make a video etc. as long as the final work is completely yours.
    • Everyone can submit one piece of work
    • The image must be within the Star Trek Universe, how you show that is on you.
    • Please add your name (your primary character which we identify you with) in the lower corner as a signature
    • Image size: At least 600*450 pixel and staying in these proportions (either horizontal or vertical, by your choice)
    • Submission deadline is September 22nd
    • To submit the image, start a new thread in this contest forum, that way we do not have to dig for it :)

    Now of course you might wonder what you have from all this, apart from a lot of fun and being able to show off your artistic side. ;)

    • The winner and runner up will receive a badge for his forum signature/Wiki page
    • The winners will be announced in the news on the website
    • We will build a gallery page of all entries with special featuring of the winners, and display the images on our Deviantart page
    • And the winner will also receive an IC surprise, which we don't want to spoil.

    Yes, you read that right, winners - plural.

    To include everyone, we differ between two categories:

    • People: creation of characters, aliens, merging of people with backgrounds, scenes etc.
    • World-building: creation of planets, landscapes, ships, galaxy scenes, technology etc.

    Each category will have its own winner!

    Eager to get started? Your mind full of images that want out? Well then ready, set, GO!

    Please make sure to use the "Autumn" Prefix from the drop down menu when you submit your entry. Thank you :)

    If you have any questions, please post them here. Who knows, someone else might have the same.

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  6. With a little delay we have our winners for the "Summer Graphic Contest"!!!

    The theme was "Spirit of Star Trek" and our contestants have shown us their interpretation of the theme. We had great entries and because we have no people- or world category in this one, we combined these and have two winners and two runner ups!

    The winners of the Summer Graphic Contest are...

    Drumroll please!

    Antero Flynn with his "Legacy of the Federation" Entry

    and

    Kali Nicholotti with her "We are Starfleet" Entry

    Runner Ups are:

    Toni Turner with the entry "The Spirit of Star Trek Lives"

    and

    Cynthar Skyfire with her "Tribute to Starbase 118-OPS"

    Congratulations to everyone, you had great entries and it was as always a hard decision. You can get your winner and runner up badges here in the Wiki.

    Thank you also to the judges for this round: Shelther Faranster, Nathaniel Wilmer, Maxwell Traenor, Raissa Moonsong and yours truly Jalana Rajel.

    Again congratulations and thank you for participating. The next theme will be announced shortly, keep your eyes open!

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  7. ((Memorial Service - Deck 42 - Bar))

    ::The clock said it was 0859. In the bar, the bar with no name, Starfleet had decked out the establishment with all the trappings and accouterments of Federation last rites. Two UFOP banners hang parallel to one another on either side of the constructed dais. Beautiful, and deeply rich sun bathed the surroundings in illuminated hue. The light from several large bay windows cast a half shadow on all in attendance. Due to the fact that not every crew member could attend the service, top ranking, and relevant friends and family of the departed had been allowed to attend in person. Others, who could not attend, were allowed to pause their daily activities and observe the service from their work stations.::

    ::Nate stood in front of the bay window, a small PADD designed for discrete reference was in his right hand, and both hands were behind his back, draped just below the base of his spine. Lieutenant Commander Akeelah D'Sena, his very good friend, stood next to him. She had been discussing last minute details, arrangements of flowers and individual funerary rites, and now there was little if nothing left to discuss, as the service was about to begin.::

    ::Nate turned to her. She looked exceptionally handsome in her dress uniform. And yet, due to the seriousness of the event, absolutely no inappropriate thoughts were currently in Nate's mind. All he kept thinking about, was how little he knew Masha Kall, and what he might say about that.::

    ::He turned to his friend, straightening out the wrinkles in his dress grey and white uniform.::

    Wilmer: Well...this is it.... it's time.

    D'Sena: It is. ::She hesitated and nodded slightly:: Just breathe, I believe in you.

    ::Nate smiled and looked at her. The orange aura the sun cast on her, painted her in a generous glow, that gave all new beauty to her dark and mysterious eyes.::

    Wilmer: Thanks Akeelah. It's nice to know I have your faith in me...

    ::He cleared his throat, and placed a hand on her shoulder for a moment. Nodding, it was time to begin the proceedings.::

    :: Of the fifty five officers and crewmen in real time attendance, all were quiet as he walked up the three raised steps, to the podium. His footfalls echoed throughout the bar, and he stopped, paused and turned to face them all.::

    ::A moment, and he cleared his throat. He felt no nervousness, only stoic realism filled his mind.::

    Wilmer: Good morning. It is the sad truth of all who find themselves in command, that one day they must be called upon to perform such responsibilities for their fallen honored dead. Today, we have lost not one, but two of our sisters in uniform. Warrant Officer Masha Kall and Ensign Zoe Heriot, two beings from opposite ends of the galaxy, whose only commonalities were assignment to this ship and unwavering devotion to Starfleet and to each and every one of us....

    ::He paused, a single person coughed, clearing their throat from the back of the room. Someone close to one of the deceased broke out into hushed, but still audible tears. Nate continued::

    Wilmer: ...I had the great pleasure of knowing, working and spending some brief recreational time with Zoe. She was remarkably at ease with herself, energetic, athletic and unafraid to try new things. She tested herself, and applied her talents to the devotions of her trade, and lived by a code, that became for her, a way of life. I remember the first time I ever met her. It was on the holodeck, during a moment where everything seemed to be descending into absolute and unplanned chaos. Zoe's charming naiveté offered her a vantage point of innocence that gave those of us--who were too vaunted and full of ourselves--and told us that it was okay to laugh at the absurdity of exploding birds on a beach.

    ::Nate smirked, and found that the truthfulness had gotten a chuckle or two from the grieving crowd and lent a moment of levity to the proceedings. He smiled somberly.::

    Wilmer: Later that evening, she proceeded to have several drinks with me, and after assuring me that she had become intoxicated, proceeded to name the holographic bartender Fred. :: He let out a genuine single laugh. ::I didn't have the heart to tell her she'd been drinking synthehol all night long.

    ::The crowd seemed to enjoy the truth of that idea and let an appropriate tension easing laugh to the moment.::

    Wilmer: But that was how she was. And those of us who knew her, can attest to the fact that Zoe Heriot was the most caring, real, true and honest of us. She was a true innocent. On a professional level, she was also the most competent junior astrophysicist I've ever had the privilege of working with. I have no doubt, that in time, she would have excelled in the stellar cartography department. She was a genuine and sweet friend. And I take no shame in admitting that I will shed tears for her....

    ::Nate paused, and placed the PADD down on the podium. This was partly out of reflex, and partly because there were no words left on it. Now came the hard part--the toughest thing he would ever have to say.::

    Wilmer: The next thing I'm going to say, will no doubt upset some of you, and rightfully so. When Commander D'Sena asked that I should officiate these proceedings, I was tasked with not only writing eulogies for my friend Zoe, but for Warrant Officer Kall, as well....

    ::He throat dried. And he swallowed it away, speaking with only heartfelt honesty..::

    Wilmer: I know nothing about Masha Kall. And I am ashamed. ::He looked to every single one of his brothers and sisters in uniform, attempting to make eye contact with all and finally wresting his eyes on those of his Rodulan friend.:: I was tasked with filling the blanks, of doing research on Masha Kall. I even began to ask around the ship, attempting to find as much as I could on a woman I had never even seen in the flesh. Up until I read her personnel file, I didn't even know she was Ullian, And after a while of realizing, that hardly any one else knew her, I began to realize something. To dig up these facts, and present them in a funerary format in the interest of detail, was a disservice to her. I should've taken the time to get to know her while she was still alive...

    ::He paused and slammed a solid, but firm knuckle down on the podium in emphasis.::

    ::He saw in the crowd, that Kael his newfound daughter was there, dressed in black, and that the sudden slamming of his fist not only filled the room, but made her jump as well. Charlotte was next to his daughter, and looked to him with a compassion he was not used to, and had never seen before. He continued.::

    Wilmer: ...because like it or not, we're all family out here. All of us. How many times have I used my personal interests, my job, my selfish recreational activities as an excuse to not get to know that new ensign that fills in the bridge position? How many times have I seen that lone engineer sitting at the lunch table in the galley, and told myself that he probably wanted to be left to his thoughts? We are not alone. We were not meant to be alone. On this ship, or any other we might find ourselves serving on in the future... ::he paused wondering how many future posts he might see.:: ...we are not only ambassadors from our representative cultures, we are a society of one. One ship, one crew, one family. There is no excuse for not knowing Masha Kall, for not knowing the person who shares our desk, our workspace, our halls and our hearts.

    ::He felt a single tear roll down his check as the sincerity began to fill the room, and others of greater sensitivity than he, began to cry aloud.::

    Wilmer: ...we have all suffered two great losses today. But the greatest loss of all, is that everyday we all stand at the edge of danger, and we are all sometimes, alone, scared, seeking the familiar face of friendship, companionship...::He paused and looked again to Akeelah with sincere remark: ...and love.

    ::He paused, and picked up his PADD in conclusion.::

    Wilmer: ...we are not alone.

    ::With that, he pressed a button on his podium, and a yeoman nearby, practiced with the established signal stood and blew his boatswains whistle.::

    Wilmer: Stand at attention! ::He called with bravado. :: Honors 'hup!

    ::With that, all in attendance stood and turned to the port. Two individual photon torpedoes fired, one after another, streaking through the flaming corona sphere of the nearby sun. Each memory and the of the remains of each woman, turned into a flaming jet of spiritual essence, easing into the setting terminator of the forever burning star. Each would glow only for a moment, and be seen no more.::

    ::It was a fitting ending, to such great and wondrous individuals. And suddenly Nate remembered a poem he'd read once as a teenager.::

    My candle burns from both ends,
    it will not last the night,
    But oh my friends,
    and oh my foes,
    it gives a glorious light...


    ::Nate realized truer words were never written by humankind.::

    ::And all were dismissed.::

    END

    Lt. Nate Wilmer
    HCO/Acting First Officer
    USS Apollo-A


  8. Foster: Flint's obviously the mastermind of this operation. He's the only one not sticking his neck out and indulging in dangerous pastimes. ::he surmised, glancing at the security and intel members of the team:: I'm not sure how easy he'll be to flush out - either from the Apollo or from the ground.

    ::Nate steeled his gaze, and looked to the Andorian, intent clearly written in his eyes.::

    Wilmer: I'll follow Flint on a tricycle if I have to.

    I have laughed way more than I possibly should have at the image of that :)

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