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One of the problems with SB118 is it's high quality of writing. I'm constantly shamed by the beautiful writings of others, and wish I could infuse humour or realism the way others do. @Judiciar Westus Grevious uses his experience to give us insight into what it's like to be in the military, even one that's space faring. It's a pleasure and honour to write with him and every single other person in this community. ((Valkyrie 4, Grey mode, Orbiting New Bajor)) Josh Henderson had wanted to be a pilot ever since he saw his first air show when he was seven. Alas, it wasn’t in
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That @Iron Captain Geffrond Tell is a great writer is a fact, like the water is wet and the sun will rise again tomorrow (unless you are very close to one of the poles ) For that alone, this SIM already deserves to be read. If we add to that the presence of fighter pilots (which I think polarizes the fans quite a bit) with a slightly different perspective quite interesting to read, the magnificent way of knitting tags for others without directing the answers too much and that this SIM is a scene that connects two other scenes (so that the whole act gains a more cinematographic momentum)
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Returning after a LOA is not an easy task. Doing it in the middle of a mission, even less so. Still, @Furious Angel Benvus Garci has managed to do it smoothly, bringing the good humour and light-hearted spirit that is his trademark and taking the chance to tie up loose ends (or leave breadcrumbs for future developments) for other crewmembers, turning this in a magnificent SIM, no doubt. Kudos and praises and, overall, welcome back!
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I have to give props to @Elizabeth Snow. Such a hard scene to write, but written so well. One of our up and comers. Best keep an eye on her. She's a keeper for sure. ----- OOC: This post contains content that might be emotionally distressing for the reader. Continue with caution. ((Morgue, Deck 10, USS Chin’toka)) {{Time Index: Day 27 of Shoreleave, Evening}} Elizabeth watched as the Captain's body was brought in. A white sheet covered him. She stared at the sheet as she approached the table. She knew what awaited her once she was to pull the sh -
((Starbase 118 - Marine Facilities, Lt. Meeks’ Office)) The typical day for a Marine involved many things, which included duty rotations, training, maintenance of equipment and the facilities, and whatever else needed to be done. For the company commander, the duties also included a ton of paperwork, reports, and recording all of the things done by the teams. For Tony, he felt he spent a lot more time doing the paperwork than actually doing the other stuff, so any chance to get his hands dirty made him jump at the opportunity. On this morning, To
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@Saveron and @Lazarus Davis have done a great job in portraying the communication between a Federation team and a very alien creature. I'm really enjoying watching this unfold! ((Tat’si Valley, Path of the Wild Walker, Endaasi)) Lystra had done her utmost to express initial goodwill and give the amphibious being a sense of their language. The very fact that it had picked up the water canteen and drunk the water showed that it had understood at least some of what she was trying to tell it. And proved that it was sentient. Behind them, Sara
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I had at first hesitated about putting this here as it might seem self-serving, but it was such an honor being able to write with FltAdml. Wolf that I wanted to share it with the entire fleet. Please enjoy... ((FltAdml. Wolf’s office)) {{ Time Index: Day 29 of Chin'toka shore leave }} Tristan Wolf stood with his back to the door, trying to center himself. The counselor had implored him to take more time to do that. Seemed like full-on hooey to him, but lately he had experienced heart palpitations and an occasional headache and he supposed it was either time to take a few deep br -
So, apparently there is someone now handing out very cold drinks in a very hot place ((StarBase 118, Executive Towers)) {{ Time Index: Day 27 of Chin'toka shore leave }} Fleet Admiral Tristan Wolf was a surly fellow, even on the best of days. As the Chief Administrative Officer for Romulan Affairs, the last decade had not been peaceful or kind to him and that was starting to show. Not that taking his first post on StarBase 118, all those years ago, had felt like he was in for a quiet backwater – the Trinity-Serellan Sector was, after all, the meeting point of three great po
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I stumbled upon this post written all the way back in 2017, but Appreciations doesn't say it has to be a recent post, so... I wanted to share it with everyone, as I found it remarkably well written. ----- ((San Francisco Spaceport, Earth)) ::It was a perfect, balmy night in San Francisco. The moon was high in the sky, bathing the planet in its ghostly silver light, the stars twinkling in the sky around it. One of those stars was the Gorkon, arrived earlier that day. But despite the warmth of the evening, Quinn felt cold, and she pulled her jacket tight around her
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Mr. T (aka @Iron Captain Geffrond Tell ) never disappoints and is able to juggle and mix humour, drama, and bring a scene to life in an outstanding way. And, of course, establishing small details that become IMMEDIATELY canon (or headcanon). That Sulu catchphrase? Canon forever thanks for this little gem
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Another good example of @ElandraDAR 's good work. Not only does she add extra weight to the scene, but she is able to write 3 very different characters in it, knitting everything masterfully with the contributions of her cowriters here: @Iron Captain Geffrond Tell , @Sirok and @Tara Wilkins . An excellent job and a great way to close a scene leaving us full of questions and wanting to know more. Good work to you all!
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((Main thoroughfare, Atlas Base)) ((Timestamp: After the awards ceremony.)) It was inadvisable to be walking alone in uniform, especially a dress uniform, but if anyone could defend themselves,especially while not under arms, it was Lieutenant Artinus Serinus. The tall, dark, and handsome Magna Roman had been wrestling since age five, was proficient in several other martial arts, and was among the top 10 decorated athletes in Academy history. He hadn't really got to tour the base in any unofficial capacity, and had an overwhelming desire to get the lay of the land. -
((Atlas Base - Main Gathering Hall)) Having finished embarrassing himself at karaoke, Regan actually felt really good. He didn't realise how much steam he needed to let off, and anyway what's the harm in having a little fun. The crew were mixing well, and Regan noticed R'Ariel dancing a little during his song. He got down from his stage, well - table, and returned to the little group of junior officers. Sival/Nakada/R'Ariel/Caden/Waters: Response Wilde: Ha! Well, we Wilde's don't do anything by half... Responses Wilde: Although the Captain was -
OOC: Kaycie's only been back with us a few weeks, but her writing makes it easy to get a sense of who Ashley is. Really enjoying getting to know her character. IC: ((Starbase 118 Ops - Promenade - Verriar’s Establishment)) Yael stepped past a nameless Bajoran and continued until he found what he’d been looking for. It was a rather hole-in-the-wall, seedy looking place, a bar, a gambling establishment, and the live Andorian Jazz was swinging from a small stage in the back, on the second floor… it was a little bit of everything, tucked away in a lesser-trafficked area of- 1 reply
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((Captain’s Ready Room, USS Gorkon)) Index finger hovering over the chime outside Quinn’s ready room, Serren Tan felt suddenly nervous, an awkward tight feeling in his pouch. He had wanted to find the time to talk to Quinn on their trip, and... well, within a few hours they were fighting for their lives. It was only now, in the days after, that it really sank in how close to disaster they all had come. If Quinn had just been slightly more injured. If Cayne hadn’t been there. If the Triumphant had not shown up exactly when it did... Would have, could have, sh -
OMG! I laughed so hard at this title it about made me cry. Chin'toka is having our awards ceremony and the awards are nearing the end. I will let the sim tell the rest of the story: ((Officer's Mess, Deck 11, USS Chin’toka)) ((Time Index: Day 27 of Shoreleave)) ((OOC: All thoughts and opinions strictly IC.)) Ilana was relieved that the party seemed to be winding down. Now that awards had been handed out, there couldn’t possibly be more official business. She could loiter for five minutes before making a discreet exit. She was about to make her way back over to the re
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Jamie has this wonderful ability to infuse humour among the drama and yet never does that humour ever undermine the overall tone of a dramatic and serious topic in a sim.
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I am always impressed by Dar's ability to provide great quality and depth to her characters, with a few concise lines. Here, with an MSNPC she shows it in all its splendor, sketching the life of an entire family and how it articulates with the mission in a wonderful scene. An admirable presentation of MSNPC. Good work @ElandraDAR !
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Gosh Thornton, you are on a roll recently! Beautiful and a little sad. Haunting, even. I hope everyone enjoys reading this as much as I did. ----- OOC: This is a little something that started life as a writing exercise a couple of weeks ago, but became one my favourite pieces to date. Timeline wise, my sense is that this occurs during our current shoreleave, after arriving in the Tyrellian system. I'm incredibly of this piece and I hope you enjoy and find yourself swept away to a sleepy Iberian village.... ((Holodeck One, U.S.S. Gorkon)) Swept away by the -
Written by @Jona ch'Ranni - a beautiful jigsaw piece falling into play that prompts as many questions as it answers. A perfect cherry on top of a great mission. -- MSNPC Chief Scientist Hankins & NPC Coorg - Pact? ((Crew Quarters, USS Triumphant)) Hankins sat in the single lounge chair of the annoying cramped quarters he had been assigned. He held a tumbler of dark liquor in his left hand, slowly swirling the glass and watching the light refract off the container's faceted sides. He brought it to his lips and took a slow draw from the cup. Its fiery aftertaste di -
I really loved reading this sim because of its self-reflective nature and its continuity with other events. Note that even the title was used as a clever device, as in Part II, Thornton got promoted! Also bonus points for using the word "discotheque". Really well crafted writing, Thornton! That promotion is well deserved! ---- OOC: Part I is attributed to 'Lieutenant Arlo Thornton' deliberately. Don't worry folks, I haven't made another booboo. Also, all thoughts and opinions are strictly in character! ((Mess Hall, USS Triumphant)) Time had lost all meaning to Arl
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((Room 06-0501, Deck 6, USS Thor, On the night before Thor's arrival to New Bajor's system)) The room was immersed in a warm half-light, which was the price for honouring the repose of her roommate. Close to a corner, on the floor, the minute flame of a meditation lamp flickered dimly, about to drain the last dregs of the fragrant oil that fed it. Over her bed, Cheesecake dozed on her back, shaking one of her hind legs gently as her nose twitches nervously. A chase and prey dream, for sure. Alieth sighed and stretched out her arms over her head, a
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((Starbase 118 - Counseling Offices)) Being healthy was of major importance for a Marine, both to the Corps and the members of the United Federation of Planets they serve. Physical health was often achieved through good diet and an abundance of physical exercise. Mental health needed a special touch from someone who was trained to see the warning signs of psychological injury, and then provide relevant options to create a healing environment for the patient. Much like a cardiologist works on the heart, the psychiatrist or psychologist works on the brain. After the last mission, Ant
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OOC - in my 2am haze I grabbed the wrong sim >.< Let's try this again ❤️ This was raw and beautifully written ~*~ ((Ejectable Quarantine Labs - Starbase 118)) (Day of -> 2 Days after the Narendra’s return) The pods that’d been transported had been added to a storage frame repurposed from the cargo areas, leaving them looking less like isolation pods and more like massive construction pieces. Taelon was vaguely reminded of the massive pipes he’d seen being transported by the cargo runners he’d gotten to Earth with. Either way, it gave the rescue operation so
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(( Shuttle Bay II - USS Triumphant )) The USS Triumphant. It wasn’t the first time the ship came to a dire needed rescue. Not surprisingly considering who was commanding the ship. The first time Samira set foot on the vessel, she unexpectedly reunited with her brother Marlon. Right here, in this particular shuttle bay. She walked in seeking some solitude after everything that happened on Trueno, not really looking for any company. A mug with cold milk in her hand, she slowly walked towards the back of the bay and sat down on a crate. Trying not to hinder any of the working crew. After ex
