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Taelon

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About Taelon

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    actual garbage

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    StarBase 118 Operations
  • Current Post
    Tactical Officer

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  • Location
    Portland, OR
  • Gender
    Female
  • Interests
    Star Trek, Star Wars, Hard Sci-Fi, Astronomy, Art, Web Design, Gaming

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  1. I too debated for awhile before biting the bullet, since SB118 is very different from the other play-by-post games I've done in the past, but it was definitely worth it. The community has been great in addressing and helping with any issues that have cropped up. I hope you enjoy your ship/posting!
  2. Glad to have you with is, Sarah and Patrick! Hope to see you around the fleet!
  3. I was thirsty for Trek and none of the RPs in my usual RP sphere appealed to me. I wanted to try a different format of RP as well, so I went looking for the SIMM-style because I wanted to try it out (and I'm glad I did!) But I'll be honest: The main reason I chose SB118 over the others I saw was the excellent website, information, and organisational structure. I'm a sucker for well-designed information, what can I say?
  4. That was definitely a factor in me quitting - every time I'd take a long break they'd utterly revamp my class, haha. I played a Mage, Death Knight, and a Priest...and at this point in the game, none of those classes are anything like they were when they started. Having to relearn the gave every 8 months wore me out. :/ And the classes just aren't as fun anymore, on top of that. I honestly preferred to level by myself or with my friends since the community on WoW is, uh...something else, alright. The community being much more polite/friendly is one of the factors that drew me into FF14, since after a long day of work I'm not in the mood to get cussed at when I lag out :|
  5. I love Savan so far! He looks like he'll be a lot of fun to see interact with other characters - I look forward to SIMMing with you
  6. I'd played it since launch day, and a combination of simply having seen everything and all my buddies quitting made it rather lonely and dull, sadly But that's life, I suppose! I played WoW for...gosh, a decade? I don't want to think about how much I've shelled out in subscription fees to that game. x__x I'm mainly on GW2 and FF14 these days, MMOwise.
  7. Hey all! I found your site through RPG-D, and since I've been thirsty for some Trek I decided to give it a shot! I haven't SIMMed before, but I've been roleplaying online since the mid 90s. I grew up on 'Trek and a lot of other Sci-Fi, as well as high fantasy and the combined stuff - lots of late nights reading authors like McCaffrey, Niven, Pratchett, Norton and so on. My favorite of the 'Treks is TOS, with TNG a close second. I never got into Voyager or DS9, sadly, but am trying to catch up with those nowadays. Job and hobbywise, I'm a front-end web developer by trade and do a lot of digital painting and art. My hobbies these days are largely PC gaming, roleplaying, and horseback riding. I play Star Trek Online sporadically, as well as several other MMOs (though the WoW days are behind me, now). At the moment I'm replaying my way through the Fallout franchise. I look forward to RPing with you all and getting to know your community better! Apologies ahead of time for my inevitable mistakes. Handlewise you can call me Taelon/Tay, since I'm a bit old-fashioned bout handing my name out online. ^^;
  8. “Starfleet?” Her voice had been incredulous, shocked. She’d dropped some of her work to stare at him over the lab table, her datapad left on the specimen’s chest. “We have work to do, and you want to waltz off and just -” She was rarely openly angry, but now it shimmered under the surface, her emotions clear. For all her age, disguising emotion had never been his mother’s strong point. She’d thrown up her hands at him and refused to discuss the idea further. She’d probably tell him the same thing today, four years later. His mother had never come around, but he’d left for the Academy regardless. He could only hope one day she’d understand why he had left for Starfleet- and perhaps he would understand her reasons for disliking them, in turn. Perhaps soon, he could convince her to let her work be... But he had time, didn’t he. El-Aurians were long lived, and he was young yet - a mere 35. His classmates had jested he was older than them, but next to his mother and the few relatives they had, he’d felt like an infant. Their knowledge and memories were so vast, and in comparison he was like a stumbling babe. Even graduating from the Academy hadn’t changed that feeling. Didn’t help half the Vulcan cadets were older than him too, and his race outlived theirs. Tottering babe, indeed! Taelon fidgeted as the shuttle docked, tugging nervously at the cuffs of his sleeves. He shouldn’t be so nervous - no, who wouldn’t be? Four years at the Academy and it’d all been leading to, to...this. No, not just this, he reminded himself. It’d been leading up to what came after this: the ship, the commission and post - whichever one they deemed him suitable for. But this was the final step, and the first major step into the real world of Starfleet, in all its glory and opportunity. He was at the crossroads of three empires, with all the danger that implied... “Nervous?” Dysella, one of his classmates, leaned over. The girl was grinning excitedly, and she slapped him on the shoulder. “Don’t be. It’ll be just like the simulations, right? They don’t make us do anything weird for these.” “I hope you’re right,” he said, and smiled in return. “I -” “This Starbase is supposed to have a really good bar, by the way,” She cut him off, and he didn’t bother to continue. “Like, really good. Let’s check it out after the cruise, yeah? Looks like we’re ready to go.” She was on her feet as soon as the doors opened, and Taelon couldn’t help but be a bit calmed by her demeanor. It was hard to be nervous around Dysella - the girl was a bolt of energy. She paused at the door to wink at him. “Hey, Tay, knock it off. Leave being grim and introspective to the Vulcans.” With that, she was gone. Taelon shook his head as he got to his feet, having to duck so his head didn’t hit the ceiling. Gods forbid he got compared to a Vulcan! He could only aspire to their level of logic and control. Stepping from the docking port into the station’s concourse was like the day he’d first arrived at the Academy. People were everywhere, the buzz of their conversations a wall of noise that overlaid everything. Bright clothing swirled behind the darker grey of Starfleet’s uniforms. Tall species stumbled over small. Lights and advertisements flashed and glittered as he looked down the length of the main walk. It was a shimmering wall of interesting things, and he couldn’t help but have each catch his eye in turn. He ran a hand over his shaved head, agog. Cestus III had never come close to being so busy. The colony had been small, remote, and perhaps just a bit backward - or so his classmates had told him. Growing up there, it’d been fine to him, but compared to this kind of life...well, now he knew what they meant. Cestus simply wasn’t so populous, especially after having to rebuild. Besides, they’d never had a- A shoulder hit his and Taelon stumbled, grabbing the nearby railing. “Stop blocking the walkway, Cadet,” a man snapped, and Taelon jumped as he realized he had indeed been staring. The man disappeared into the crowd, Taelon’s quickly murmured apology unheard. He brushed himself off, flushing and tugging his pristine uniform carefully back into place. Thankfully, his dark skin downplayed his blush, even if the dash of freckles over his nose did its best to emphasize it. Starfleet officers didn’t sit and stare at people, now did they? He shook his head, feeling rather a [...]. It just felt so natural to watch things, to wonder at them... Well! Alright, no staring or gawking, then. He stepped forward into the crowd, looking up to try to orient himself. Dysella had been excited about the bar, so why not head there early and check it out? Perhaps he could get something to send home. The bar wasn’t as crowded as he’d assumed it’d be. He stepped from the crowd, and it felt a bit like hauling oneself from a river - the push and shove of people ceased and the place seemed comparatively still. Tugging out a barstool, he pulled himself up onto it, tall form a bit lanky and awkward as he got comfortable. He smiled brightly at the bartender...then squinted at the list of drinks behind the man. “Um - sapphire wine, please,” he said after a moment, then had to sit forward to call the man back as he headed away. “Oh! And could you water it down, please? T-thank you.” The last thing he needed was to be tipsy while on a cadet cruise. It’d be like his first xenobiology exam all over again.
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