Quinn Reynolds

Congratulations and welcome back to the fleet! It's lovely to have you here. 🥳

Congratulations and welcome to the fleet! It's great to have you here. 🥳

Congratulations on graduating, and welcome to the fleet! It's great to have you here. 🥳

DATES: The class began on 2022-01-10 and ended 2022-01-17 LIST: sb118-Academy3 COMMANDING OFFICER: Commander @Addison MacKenzie FIRST OFFICER: Lt. Commander @Yalu GRADUATES: @Karl Muller @Connor Dewitt Congratulations, and welcome to the fleet! It's great to have you here. 🥳

Congratulations, welcome and welcome back to the fleet! It's great to have you here! 🥳

Congratulations and welcome to the fleet! It's great to have you here. 🥳

Congratulations and welcome to the fleet! It's great to have you here. 🥳

Congratulations and welcome back to the fleet! It's great to have you here. 🥳

DATES: The class began on 2021-11-22 and ended 2021-11-30 LIST: sb118-Academy1 COMMANDING OFFICER: Lt. Commander @Samira Neathler FIRST OFFICER: Lt. @Alieth GRADUATES: Koyan @Edward Spears, MD Congratulations and welcome (back) to the fleet! It's great to have you here. 🥳

Congratulations and welcome to the fleet! It's great to have you here. 🥳

Congratulations, and welcome to the fleet! It's great to have you here. 🥳

Congratulations and welcome to the fleet! It's lovely to have you here.

Congratulations, and welcome to the fleet! It's great to have you here. 🥳

“Cyberspace. A consensual hallucination experienced daily by billions of legitimate operators, in every nation, by children being taught mathematical concepts... A graphic representation of data abstracted from banks of every computer in the human system. Unthinkable complexity. Lines of light ranged in the nonspace of the mind, clusters and constellations of data. Like city lights, receding...” ― William Gibson, Neuromancer

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The Gorkon's theme for this year is... ...cyberpunk! Taking inspiration from across the genre, we hope you enjoy our 2021 avatars. 📱 I confirm that we have followed the wiki uploading process exactly. We have: Properly named all avatar files and uploaded them to the wiki. Properly named our category on the wiki. Properly categorized our category on the wiki.

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Congratulations, and welcome to the fleet! We're so happy you're here! 🥳

Congratulations and welcome to the fleet! It's great to have you here. 🥳

I really loved this sim! The insights into Meru's current state of mind completely captured me, and the beautiful and thoughtful world-building around Iyira was just fantastic; so many evocative details that really brought the city to life. Such a wonderful read. 💖 ((Emerald Reef Hotel, Deluvia IV)) Tahna Meru was awake. Tahna Meru was a Starfleet scientist. Tahna Meru was reciting these affirmations over and over in her head as she stared at the colorful schools of fish outside her bedroom window, coming down from the panicked high of another Skarbek nightmare. She counted the affirmations on the seaglass beads on her touristy twine bracelet. Awake. Starfleet. Awake. Her heartrate eventually slowed and she let go of the bracelet. She had planned to do something today, what was it? She pulled up her notes from the night before on her PADD -- explore Iyira, right. On the surface, the idea of exploring an underwater city seemed weird and dangerous, but she reasoned it was no different than living in space and anyway her underwater hotel room hadn't drowned her yet. And hadn't she joined Starfleet to explore strange new worlds? So far the strangest world she'd explored was Earth, everything since then had been a kidnapping or a nightmare. So Iyira it was. Her hair was still braided into a crown from the day before, mostly because she was too lazy to do anything else with it at the moment. She threw on a pair of sandals and a loose green dress she'd bought on Bajor, before the Academy. Before she signed up for a lifetime of trauma. Joining Starfleet was beginning to seem like a pretty bad decision. Iyira wasn't far, close enough for a Selkie or anyone else with the proper skills and gear to swim comfortably. Meru was not equipped with the proper skills or gear, so she had the option of transporting down to the city or taking one of the public submarines that shuttled back and forth from the Lagoon she was staying at to the capitol. She opted for the sub. Maybe she'd take a transporter back to her room, but she might as well take the scenic route to get there. They passed over the reef and dove along a path marked with anchored, floating lights. Just outside of the marked path she saw a colorful group of Selkies swimming -- their equivalent of going on a jog, she supposed. The submarine passed myriad schools of fish eventually stopping at a landing to let its passengers off into part of the city full of breathable air made possible by the force fields holding back tons of salt water. ((Iyira, Deluvia IV)) It was breathtaking. She followed the passengers from her sub down the footpath until it widened to reveal a city. She hadn't been expecting underwater skyscrapers -- what would a skyscraper that doesn't reach into the sky even be called, anyway? -- or as many colors of buildings as there were colors of coral. Where was she going again? She pulled up the map she'd downloaded to her PADD the night before -- Ichiya Market, maybe eight blocks away, though the city architecture flowed so gracefully she wasn't sure "blocks" was the right term either. She oriented herself and set off through the city toward the market, avoiding the roads that dove into water for the amphibious residents. She was nearly there when she saw someone she recognized from the Gorkon. She thought briefly about ducking her head and avoiding her, but her therapist wanted her to try making more friends. He had pointed out that they had all been through the same trauma so there was no need for her to feel different and shut herself off from them, and hopefully she would be on the Gorkon a good while longer and she should know the people she was working and living with. So she took a deep breath, rubbed the bracelet on her wrist, and smiled and waved. Tahna: Hello! Namura: Response Tahna: I was heading to this market-- Ichiya Market? You're welcome to join me. Namura: Response -- Ensign Tahna Meru Science Officer USS Gorkon (NCC-82293) G239801TM4

Thank you to everyone involved for another fantastic ceremony, and another fantastic year! I'm so grateful to be a part of this wonderful community, and here's to another year of adventures and wonder!

Congratulations, everyone! Thank you all so much for everything you do! 💖

Congratulations and welcome to the fleet! It's great to have you here. 🥳

DATES: The class began on 05/24/2021 and ended 05/31/2021 LIST: sb118-Academy4 COMMANDING OFFICER: Lt. Commander @Alora DeVeau FIRST OFFICER: Lt. Commander @Serala GRADUATES: Nosprum Triat @Mallora Vossti Welcome to the fleet – we're so glad you're here! 🥳

Congratulations @Wes Greaves and @Hutch! You wove a pair of fantastic stories that kept me hooked until the end, and I loved them both. And thank you to our judges and fellow writers! There were so many fantastic entries this year, it really was wonderful reading through them all, and we appreciate the time our judges spent considering each one. 💖