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#123608 Presidential Address and Site News Update - 21712

Posted by Joshua Barnett on Star Date 21712.06 @ 21:54 (09:54 PM)

Hello Fed-Space Membership.

 

I’d like to take a few minutes of time to address some points that have been coming up in discussion between some members of the leadership team, as well as make some announcements about upcoming events and news about the site.

 

The site membership hovers at around 75-80 players as I write this.  Our recruitment and attrition roughly equal, so we have stayed at around 80 members for the past 2-3 years.  This is a sustainable level, and while I’d be very happy to see our membership grow, I’ve always said I’d prefer a core of strong, committed players vs a large mass of players who don’t believe in the core values of our game.

 

Sadly, that is partly what has inspired this message.

 

Federation Space is a place for writers and roleplayers to come together to collaboratively tell stories set in the Star Trek universe. But over the past few years we have noticed a trend in both new and veteran players who don’t put in the effort to write good stories, who don’t interact with their peers, and who can’t be bothered to maintain and promote the spirit of Federation Space.   This is obvious in a number of ways:

 

●     Slow Posting Rates/Whining about having to post:  Federation Space is a hobby.  It should not be viewed as a ‘chore’ where you ‘have to post’.  It should be something you look forward to participating in.  I get very tired of hearing (and I will admit I am a victim of saying it sometimes), “I guess I need to post” or “I really need to post, but…”.  What we should be saying is, “I really want to post today.” 

○     We make time for the things we want to do. If you are coming up with excuses why you aren’t posting, or whining about posting, then maybe you should be asking… do I really want to be here? If the answer is yes, then you need to look at adjusting your attitude a little.

○     “Yes, but I also have 8 NPCs, GM, and AI roles.” If you can’t keep up with all your roles, then maybe you need to have an honest look at your capacity. Some people can post for a Main PC, an alt-PC, a GM, AI, and multiple NPCs. Some people can only manage one PC. And both are just fine. There isn't one "right way" to play FedSpace. But just be honest with yourself with what you can and can't do.

○     “I’m too stressed because fill in reason” to post. “I’m too busy to post”. We’re all busy, we’re all stressed. As a hobby, Fed-Space should relieve that stress.  This is not to say I don’t understand the need to slow your posting rate, take an LOA, step back from NPCs, etc. if you have a life event that interferes.  But that should be the exception, not the norm.

●     Lazy posting: It’s blindingly obvious when you don’t use spell check. It’s obvious when you haven’t read other players’ or the GM’s posts. We all miss cues now and again but it shouldn’t be more than 10-15% of the time at most, and ideally much less.  You should always read all posts in the thread you are in and any threads affiliated with your plot--I always re-read everything since I last posted in a thread when I am about to post a reply. This is a collaborative game; you’re missing the point if you ignore other players’ posts. Not only that, but it’s disrespectful. How would you feel if other players ignored your posts? And you should always, when in-mission, read the Bridge.  If you really want to get the most out of the site, go outside your comfort zone and read posts on other ships/bases/etc.  You are missing out if you only read one or two places. 

●     The tagalongs. All members of Fedspace are here to collaboratively tell a story. This involves 1- writing your character’s reactions and interpretation of what other character’s have said/done and what the GM has given, and 2- moving the story along. But we’ve seen a rise in players who don’t do step 2. They’ll post their character’s reaction, and then do nothing that makes the story move forward. Sometimes your character might not know what to do, or might not have the skill; but that doesn’t mean they can’t move the story forward. Sometimes their inactivity is what moves the story forward (maybe they don’t notice a warning light, or their hesitation gets them shot). But you need to do something that makes the story move forward. Otherwise the GM could just tell the story themselves.

●     Out of Game Problem Solving: I’ve noticed an increase in players using OOC to problem solve, instead of having their character doing it. This is a roleplaying game; your character should be the one taking steps to solve a puzzle. OOC should only be used to clarify a point, if you have a concern, etc. There’s no reason for a player to be contacting a GM directly. Nor should you be asking a GM questions in Crew Announcements/Discussion. If you have a mission-related question, go up the chain of command. Some players seem to be doing this so that their character won’t make mistakes. This takes away from the storytelling aspect of our game. Even if we are the ‘heroes’ of Star Fleet, we should be making mistakes, and our characters should have to go through the motions of figuring things out.  It’s called story and character development.

●     Metagaming/supersimming: Characters who magically know the answer. Characters that are perfect at everything they do. Characters that suddenly have skills and abilities not listed in their bio. Characters who have an ability/device/idea that so overshadows everything else that they can’t possibly have made a mistake or been wrong. Characters who solve an entire plot in one post without anyone else participating.  If this is how you want to play, then why are you even here?  Go write your own private stories on your own blog or something.  This is a site for people to interact, to write  together, to collaboratively solve the fictional problems that a GM presents. Even Captain Picard relied on his senior staff to solve problems, he did not do it all himself. We have very carefully tailored the technologies and abilities on this site to ensure balance so that players/characters can be challenged, but also have a reasonable chance of success if they work together and do things as a team.  If you want to metagame/supersim, then I’m going to be very direct here:  Leave and go find another site to write on.  Fed-Space is not the place for you.

●     Entitlement:  The admins often hear “Why am I not a CO? I was next in line?!” or “Why can’t I be promoted to that rank?” Often these are the same players who are lazy with their posts, who metagame, who don’t do anything to contribute extra to the site, who don’t participate in the community outside their own ship. These people often feel entitled to be a CO or have a more senior rank.

○     Here is what every player and character is entitled to on Fed-Space: They are entitled to a friendly community where they can explore the lives of fictional Star Fleet characters in a future version of the STAR TREK universe. 

○     Nobody is entitled to anything more, or less, than that. 

○     When you try to take more, you take it away from others. 

○     When you fail to be a community-minded member who provides good, regular posts, you take the fun out of the game for others. 

○     Your character it not entitled a certain rank or position, they aren’t entitled to have certain abilities or to have certain tactics that automatically work. 

○     They earn rank and position through:

■     your time on the site

■     your active, productive participation through posting

■     3- your demonstrated contributions to the site.

○     If you think you deserve more, then demonstrate it.  Show us that you do and it will be recognized. 

■     If you feel like the opportunity to contribute more isn't available to you, then you should bring this up with your Primary PC’s DH, FO, CO, FC, or the CinC or another site admin.

■     Remember, you have to show that you have the skill, dedication, and commitment to the site to be considered for these positions.

 

I think we can all work together to do better ourselves and to mentor those around us who might need some extra support.  At the end of the day, this community is what keeps us going, and we have a strong community of fun and caring people.  We all just have to want to be here.

 

That’s the end of my ranting in this post… now on to some site news:

●     We are also working on switching the main message board software to the latest version, and also making updates to the WordPress front-end sometime in the coming year, hopefully early in the year.

●     We are still working on the new Constitution.  As we delved into the rewrite/reorg of the document, we realized that it was a good opportunity to revise a document which no longer reflected the way Federation Space operates.

●     We have a new Fleet Personnel Officer (FPO).  Commodore Wendy Rickenbacker will now be handling all non-cadet account creations, and will be checking rosters to ensure COs and FCs are doing their jobs by ensuring these documents are updated in a timely manner.  She answers to the CinC, and will report to her any discrepancies.

●     The site is stable financially for now.  We have about 3-½ months of funds in the bank to keep us afloat.  There are still over 30 pins available for those who donate $5+.  See the site financial reports thread in Red Alert for more info.

●     The site’s telepathic guidelines were recently updated to address some concerns.  Anyone playing a telepath should read them.

●     ALL equipment or ship specs changes need to be reviewed by the site’s ENGCOM, Commodore Julia Nielson.  You should email her if you have a request.  She will discuss with the site creative staff and then get back to you.  If a change is found that was not authorized by her, then appropriate disciplinary action may be taken at the discretion of the site leadership.

●     ALL new BIOs (character changes, NPCs etc) must be reviewed and approved by the academy.  Send them to Commodore Taylor and she will send to a BIO evaluator to review and approve.

●     We will also be reviewing the guidelines on multi-species (hybrid) characters.  It feels like there is a very high amount of them, and some which it would be impossible for any genetic compatibility, even with DNA manipulation.  Nearly ANY pairing of different species would require SOME manipulation, and it seems like we’ve gotten out of control with this on the site.

●     Character Death and Character Consequences are being reviewed.  Apparently people think that their characters “cannot die” without their permission ever, under any circumstances.  This is not true.  In fact, the GMs have a mechanism, when a character does something that is so implausible it must result in permanent damage, death, or career-ending results, it can in fact happen.  In those cases, the GM discusses the matter with the Creative Director and the site admins, and we make a decision.  So don’t go shooting an ambassador, or jumping into an exploding warp core unless you are willing to accept the consequences.

●     Some site terminology tweaks are occurring. Following is a lexicon of some changes and standards we use on Fed-Space

○     Fed-Space/FedSpace/Fed Space/Federation Space are all acceptable terms for the site.  The legal entity that owns the site is “Fed-Space Association LLC”.

○     Star Fleet is the site’s official term for what Trek canon calls Starfleet.  This was done for multiple reasons, but mostly to help mitigate any ‘copyright’ concerns that may arise.

○     Star Date is what we officially use for stardate.  Again, for the same reasons as we use Star Fleet.

○     We don’t use NCC- for the same reasons, and also because our site founder wanted our ship designations to reflect the ship class.

○     First Officer vs Executive Officer:  Which is right?  The answer, is BOTH.  On Fed-Space we accept either as valid.  For all official documents we use First Officer, or (FO), but in-game Executive Officer or XO is acceptable as well.

 

Character type designations are also changing effective Star Date 21801.01 to better reflect how we use them on the site:

 

●     Primary Rated Character (PRC) is replacing “PC” or “Player Character” as the site’s designation for your primary character.  The CO of your PRC is the one who must approve you having an SRC, NRC (see below), GM, or AI, or any other site role.  They have the authority to revoke those roles after granting them if you are not performing as your PRC.

●     Secondary Rated Character (SRC) is replacing “ALT” or “Alternate Character” as the site’s designation for your second rated character.

●     Non-Rated Character (NRC) is replacing “NPC” or “Non-Player Character” as the site’s designation for any character you have which you do not earn points for.  This was done because in virtually every other role playing system an NPC can only be played by the GM or moderator.  Because NRCs are played by PLAYERS, we wanted to switch to the rated/non-rated to make things clearer, especially for newer players.

●     “Rated” characters are characters that earn points.  All of your additional points (other than positional or medals awarded to your SRC directly) including AI/GM/Division Head, etc. points are always awarded to your PRC.   Your PRC is the only one that can be in a command (FO/CO) position.  Your PRC is usually of higher rank/position.

 

This will all be spelled out in the new Constitution in more detail, but I wanted you all to be aware as the designations begin to change across the site (you’ll notice the Academy has slowly started switching to the new terminology).

 

And don’t forget, new BIOs for all PRC/NRC/SRC characters must be approved by the Academy, and all new accounts other than Cadet accounts are approved by the FPO following submission of the new character form as found in Red Alert.  This process may take several days as the Commodore will verify the information with your CO(s) as appropriate.

 

As always, if anyone has any questions, concerns, etc. you can email me at President@Fed-Space.com.

 

Thank you, and ahead Warp 9.

-Perry Brulotte, President, Fed-Space Association, LLC

-Joshua Barnett, President, United Federation of Planets




#142184 PI/D64 - Docking Ports and Customs Offices

Posted by Cdr Dietrich Kaiser on Star Date 21902.01 @ 03:10 (03:10 AM)

==Farewell Intrepid Thread==

 

Captain Archer, Commander Kaiser, and Commander Rage stepped off the turbolift and headed for the docking port.  These were their final steps on the USS Intrepid and each of them had said their goodbyes.  Rage and Kaiser, however, knew something the Captain didn't.

 

When they approached the airlock, the stood in front and the circular doors parted revealing the gangplank to Pioneer Outpost lined with the crew of the Intrepid.  The Captain didn't know this would be there.

 

Kaiser turned to his Captain and extended his hand.  "This is for you, Captain."

 

After shaking his hand, Kaiser and Rage made their way through the lined crew to the end to be the last to see their Captain off.

 

Kaiser took special note when his foot set foot off of Intrepid and onto Pioneer.  At the end of the line, he turned back to see the mostly windowed corridor show the massive Intrepid and his heart ached a little.  A smile returned to his face as he saw the crew shaking hands with their Captain.

 

==All Intrepid Crew are invited to partake in the line==


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#148306 New Star Trek TV Series!

Posted by Cdr Serran Zan on Star Date 21907.21 @ 19:34 (07:34 PM)

In case anyone on the planet hasn't seen this yet, full trailer for PICARD dropped at Comic Con! I may have cried, just a little. 

 

https://intl.startre...6J33GtpmMPUvICg

 

https://io9.gizmodo....an-l-1836393349


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#142514 PI/D64 - Docking Ports and Customs Offices

Posted by Capt Gabriel Archer on Star Date 21902.05 @ 03:01 (03:01 AM)

Captain Archer felt his heart aching as he stepped off the Intrepid and into the docking port of Pioneer. It was strange how life went full circle. Many years back he had stepped off Space Station Sierra Eighteen to Command the Intrepid, now he is moving off the Intrepid into a Sierra classed Outpost which, according to RAdm. Jal he is likely to take command of. 

 

At least this time my last command is not being blown up by the Krynar....

 

To his surprise, he saw the Intrepid's crew lining up the corridor ahead. Someone blew a whistle and the crew stood at attention as he approached.

 

What... is the meaning of this...

 

"This is for you, Captain." Kaiser explained.

 

Gabe was speechless... he walked over and started shaking hands and saying a few words to every single member of his crew. He got to know them well over the years, and now was his chance to say thank you. Fortunately, he learned that a good number of them will be assigned to Pioneer station. However, the majority of his senior staff will be needed on one of the newer exploration ships where their expieriance in ship operations will be most needed.

 

"Thank ye, Cap," Erdos smiled. "Ti'was an honour, servin' under ye. I'll go wherever I have tae 'n' serve whoever I'm assigned tae from now on loyally, givin' them my heart 'n' soul, but nobody cannae ever take yer place."

 

"Thank you Doc, you will do great things in Star Fleet I am sure. I am proud in what you have accomplished during your short stay aboard the Intrepid." Replied the Captain, "Keep up the good work and pass by my office any time you stop at Pioneer. Drinks are on your old Captain!"

 

A few officers later it was Price,

 

“I… I’m so grateful for my time here.  The last four years aboard the Intrepid have been unforgettable. I’m honored to have served such a fantastic commanding officer on an amazing vessel. Thank you, Sir... And good luck." She said.

 

"Thank you Michelle. Make sure you come visit the next time you stop by here, alright?" Gabe said.

 

Soon after that, Archer found himself shaking hands with MacClare.

 

 "It has been honor serving under you, Sir. The best of luck to you in your next assignment." She said.

 

"Likewise," Gabe said, "All the best to you Ensign."

 

It was then that someone pointed out to the window, and Archer turned to see his ship, formal ship, the USS Intrepid, powering up and starting to move away from Pioneer Outpost. There was a moment of panic in his heart, he needed to get back on the ship right now, but his head stepped in and put that thought to rest, The Intrepid was no longer his. Some Admiral behind a desk somewhere had made sure of it. Yet this was not the end for him, his story was not over yet,

 

There was a collective groan as The Last Avenger jumped into warp and disappeared from view. Taking with it a part of Gabriel's very soul.

 

Farewell Intrepid. we will never forget...

 

Archer turned around and address the gathered crew.

 

"Thank you all for doing this. I means the world to me that you are here and that you participated." He started. "Your new assignments will be coming in shortly, Chances are I will be taking command of this outpost, and many of you will be assigned here with me. Some of you will not. To those I say, farewell and it's been an honor, To all of you I say, remember your time aboard the USS Intrepid, and use what you learned to continue to serve the Federation with the same level of excellence expected of us. I am sure you will make me proud wherever the wind of change takes you. Safe journeys and until we meet again,"

 

Gabe turned to Rage and Kaiser.

 

"Kaiser and I will be heading to meet Commodore Tregelen. Did you learn of your new assignment yet? Arcber asked Rage.

 

  

 

 

 


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#142271 PI/D64 - Docking Ports and Customs Offices

Posted by Ens Elaina MacClare on Star Date 21902.02 @ 03:44 (03:44 AM)

== Farewell Intrepid Thread ==

 

Elaina arrived at the docking port and found a place in the line that was forming of the Intrepid crew to see their Captain off.  Her eyes were teary, but she tried to keep her composure.  Her heart swelled with pride to see the corridor lined with all the members of the crew.  She was grateful to have served on this ship and with these people.

 

Rage and Kaiser walked ahead of Archer, taking their places at the far end of the line. She smiled at the two of them as they passed by.  Time seemed to stand still, almost as if this wasn't really happening.  Elaina tried to capture this moment in her memory of the whole Intrepid crew being together one last time, honoring their Captain.  

 

As Archer came nearer, she straightened her shoulders and tugged on her jacket to smooth out any wrinkles.  Once the Captain got to her place in the line, she reached out to shake his hand.  "It has been honor serving under you, Sir.  The best of luck to you in your next assignment."

 

Elaina watched as the Captain reached the end of the line, where Kaiser and Rage were the last to see him off.  This is goodbye...  She felt the tears forming in her eyes.  USS Intrepid, may she fly forever in our hearts!


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#141542 New Ships and New Horizons

Posted by Alexis Tregelen on Star Date 21901.21 @ 00:06 (12:06 AM)

As some of you might be aware if you are keeping up with reading Pioneer or have been checking out the Facebook group or the Discord chat there are a few changes coming soon with regards to two of our ships here on Fed Space, specifically the Intrepid and Gettysburg.

 

After much discussion between the admins we have decided to retire the more 'warship' classes from Fed Space in favour of a more exploration orientated design. This is in part due to our new position at Pioneer station and our mission profiles leaning more towards exploration than war. Does this mean that we wont have conflict? Of course not, we are exploring the unknown and who knows what is out there. That is where the Intrepid and Gettysburg come in.

 

Intrepid

 

The Intrepid launched on the site 6 years ago this month under the command of Captain Gabriel Archer. The crew had transferred from Space Station Sierra-18 after its destruction at the hands of an invading, at the time unknown threat. Over those 6 years the command team of Archer and Kaiser have guided the ship through various missions with their crew but it is time for the Intrepid to retire.

 

The crew will be transferring to a new vessel, the USS Magellan FSC-28019 a Yeager Class Scoutvessel which will open up a much wider range of mission profiles for the crew and give them lots of exciting opportunities to post not just together but with the rest of the site while they are docked at Pioneer.

 

This will be the second ship to launch on Fed Space of the Yeager class, the first being the classes namesake the USS Yeager however it is the first to launch without the associated... baggage that the name came with (for those of us too young to know what im on about, the Yeager had a tendency to break every mission and on at least one occasion became a submarine).

 

After discussion with Captain Archer he has decided to step aside as Commanding Officer of the Magellan. Gabe has agreed to take on the role as CO of Pioneer which will give him more time to spend with his growing family while still enjoying the opportunity to post with members of the site as they pass through Pioneer.

 

RAdm Jal has agreed to take on the role of Commanding Officer of the Magellan while a more permanent replacement can be found so as not to delay the crew the excitement of moving out on their first mission.

 

Gettysburg

 

The Gettysburg is the longest serving vessel on Fed Space having been launched in June 2002 and been posted on consistently since then. For those of us not great with maths that is 16 Years, 7 Months, and 20 Days or 6078 days. During that time she has gone through a lot including 9 different COs (although 3 of those were Perry so its really 7 COs), she was involved in one of the first major site wide events with the destruction of Starbase 1 by the Borg, time travelling to attempt to fix it and encountering assimilated versions of themselves and eventually destroying a Borg queen (seriously, go read the Gettysburg history.). But all good things must come to an end.

 

The crew of the USS Gettysburg will be transferring to the USS Artemis EX-11000, a brand new Vesta Class Explorer. The Vesta holds the latest in Federation technology (that actually works, unlike the Beckett) and will be at the spearhead of the Federations exploration into the unknown.

 

I'm sure that you are all excited to see what happens with these new ships as much as I am.


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#137523 SB/D15 - Spanky McPasternak's Bar and Grill - Main Bar

Posted by Lt Kamiro Tosamien Deklos {Kotho} on Star Date 21810.11 @ 07:33 (07:33 AM)

As Kamiro’s attention moved towards Shione, both the Vulcan-hybrid and Jelaya placed one of their hands upon hers…

 

…it is their nature…

 

Both women had a nurturing, compassionate streak and Kamiro kept her hand from moving; though the Ullian felt it uncomfortable. She had merely mentioned (in vague terms) her history to the younger Sothrick, not to illicit sympathy, but merely being transparent to the man. His father’s Head of Security merely wanted the son to know a little more about her; a reciprocal openness for his sharing of his thoughts on his mother.

 

And then the sensation…struck? No, that would be too forceful…pushed? As if Kamiro were wrapped in a protective balloon-like membrane and external force was working to pierce it (albeit gently) from the other side…

 

The only physical manifestation was the white-haired woman’s eyes opened wide…the sound, they were words, muffled, as if spoken from underwater; was definitely in Shione’s voice; though the attractive woman’s lips were not moving.

 

Kamiro as yet, couldn’t quite make out the words, but the gist was one of shared understanding and simpatico experiences. Shione was making a direct telepathic communication…

 

The Mirak then took her hand away and Shione’s remained on Kamiro’s…

 

Next, hazy images of S'hiarra appeared in Kamiro’s mind, wrapped tightly in Shione’s arms, and then the Ambassador’s face, held in stone-like relief…a feeling, contrite…

 

…images of starships and their personnel, a color…Security Gold, and then…

 

~…Copernicus and I would vouch for you there.~ Shione said telepathically…

 

Copernicus…that had gotten through…

 

“…no…!” Kamiro responded softly to Shione; her head just perceptibly moving side to side…

 

"Well I hope working with my father gives not only new purpose…” Tourock’s voice cut through Kamiro’s tenuous hold of containing the breech…

 

She did her best to focus on the Ambassador’s son…

 

“…but happiness and I am sure at the very least it will open you for new opportunities. He does seem to trust you more than other aides I have seen him work with.”

 

If open to it, Tourock and Shione would receive a flash of quick images of a highly inebriated Tactical Officer; a short skirmish with an Engineer; Ambassador Sothrick sitting at a table in a bar; Fleet Commander Authorization…

 

The Security Officer continued:

 

“He had told me that he had not changed positions as it were. He resigned, again from SFI but did not just return to be an Ambassador for Vulcan but now for the Federation. I don't suppose you understand how that is possible do you?"

 

Young Sothrick’s eyes had become gloss, obsidian black…though now Kamiro could actually sense the connection between them…Tourock’s emotions were very strong in protection for his mate. Deklos’ telepathic centers (essentially, new and regenerated tissue); had been undergoing stimulation since she entered Spanky’s; and between Shione’s direct (yet well meaning) telepathic assault; the overt emotional responses of the Vulcan-Betazoids and their near constant telepathic communications…neurotransmitting chemicals flushed in her temple lobes…and then…

 

AN ERUPTION!

 

To all nearby minds (telepaths and non-telepaths alike, within about 5-meter radius) one might* receive the sensation and/or imagery of walls of columnar, gray-black megalithic basalt suddenly spring forth accompanied by an almost searing warmth…but as impenetrable as the metaphysical fortifications appeared, it was but a thin veneer of mental protection (but for whom? For Kamiro or for those around her?)…cracks formed in the dark rock formation and a FLASH of imagery was broadcasted forth…

 

In an instant, all the following could be accessible: images of an attractive, short-haired, light-green skinned (likely) Orion woman appeared; a bearded, dark-brown haired human male; a pair of exotic humanoid twin females (beautiful looks on par with Shione and S'hiarra) even with their Ferengi-like features; a Vulcan-hybrid female, an extravagantly over-muscled Science Officer…and then through a new crack…

 

…the highlights of the night’s dinner (from Deklos’ perspective) flowed to receptive minds: the recent rescue of bad feelings by the Ambassador, snippets of angry and hurt faces, Tourock inflamed at Lorrick, the emotional intimacy Kamiro felt for Shione in Spanky’s bathroom (including pointing a phaser at the incredibly attractive Vulcan woman), the salty and tangy taste of Kamiro’s meal, the feelings of distrust as Kamiro was introduced to the table…

 

And then as quickly as the mental imagery began, it all evaporated to a feeling of humid mist and then it was gone…

 

Deklos, with a neutral expression, withdrew her hand from Shione’s contact; the Ullian’s eyes moved from the Ambassador’s son to that of her new friend/sister…

 

“…I’m not ready...” Kamiro stated almost absently…

 

…and then ignoring the feelings of profound embarrassment at what she had just telepathically broadcast, Deklos, her body stiff, let her eyes move back to Tourock:

 

“Politics Lieutenant Commander…” Deklos said, finally answering the Chief of Security’s last question:

 

“…the Federation is reaching out past Cardassian and Breen space. We want to show our diversity.”

 

Kamiro, then stood up from her seat, somewhat robotically; looked around the table in turn, at Tourock, Jelaya and then to Shione:

 

“A pleasure to have met you all.”

 

And then Deklos spoke to one of the Vulcan security detail:

 

“S’Kol, please inform the Ambassador that I will begin operational preparations for Gargoyle.”

 

And then, the Ullian slid back her chair so that she would easy egress away from the table; her intention to make a quick beeline for Spanky’s exit…

 

 

== *Reception of Kamiro’s telepathic output is purely up to the PRCs and NRCs discretion (within range, ~ 5m of course). All of the images would have occurred in about a full second, sort of like a dream. Recollection (any, all, little bit or none) of the imagery is also up to the PRC/NRC. ==


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#132933 New Creative Direction for Fed Space

Posted by Alexis Tregelen on Star Date 21806.21 @ 04:21 (04:21 AM)

With the departure of Perry, Andrea, and the stepping back of Dan the new admin team has been discussing the creative future of the site. Specifically we have been discussing the fleet structure, mission profiles, and ship interaction.

 

With that in mind we have decided to make some changes as outlined below.

 

USS Beckett

 

As you may have noticed already, due to the departure of the command team of the Beckett and the creative direction that we are intending for the site (more on that to come) it has been decided to close the Beckett and distribute her crew to the remaining ships. This is never an easy decision to make but it was felt that it was what was best for the site as a whole. We hope that you make the transferring crew feel welcome in their new homes.

 

Fleet Consolidation

 

With the Beckett closing this will reduce the number of active ships to 5 (plus the Apparition but she doesn't exist so let's not talk about her). It has been decided to merge the two fleets into a single group. This will be designated an 'Expedition Force' with an emphasis on exploring the unknown reaches of space with our missions. In game RAdm Jal will be the Expeditionary Field Commander and RAdm Ristone will be the Expeditionary Base Commander while out of game their roles remain the same with Trystan still handling things for the Intrepid and Copernicus while Nick handles things for the Gettysburg, Sheridan, and Ozaki.

 

By having all ships in the single group the intention is that it will give the ships more opportunity to interact with each other not just on shore leave but during missions as well.

 

New Station and Direction

 

The new Expedition Force will need a home. We are dusting off an old design, giving it a bit of a facelift and pushing her back into service. The Sierra-Classed Outpost, previous made famous as Space Station Sierra-18 will have another member to its ranks in the form of Pioneer Outpost. This outpost will be located in non-aligned space on the other side of the Breen Confederacy and Cardassian Union. The station will have a gate to join it back to Federation Space when/if required.

 

This will provide our ships with a new direction to explore the unknown and encounter species that we haven't traditionally dealt with here on Fed Space. Our ships will be the spearhead of the Federations exploration into the unknown much like the Enterprise was in TOS/TNG.

 

With a new station comes a new bar. We will be having a competition to name the new bar as well as its owner, please use the following form to submit your nominations (limit to 3 bar names and 3 owner names). You don't need to nominate both, if you only want to name the owner then that is fine.

 

https://goo.gl/forms/Lbd1pBSj4wZYyj0Y2

 

New Content Manager

 

With me taking over as President I have decided to step aside as Content Manager to focus my energies on my new role. With that I have passed on my duties as Content Manager to Cdr Acenvar Crystillin, congratulations Nate I know you will do well in that role.

 

If anyone has any thoughts or concerns regarding any of the above, please feel free to post here or if you would prefer you can email me directly.


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#131204 IMPORTANT - Announcement regarding the future of Fed Space

Posted by Alexis Tregelen on Star Date 21805.09 @ 11:04 (11:04 AM)

By now I'm sure you have all seen the message from Perry regarding his future on Fed Space, if you haven't then I suggest you go read that before you continue reading here (https://fed-space.co...site-leadership).

 

While we are all saddened to see our friend leave, we wish him all the best in what his future brings. We also want him to know that he will always have a home here if he ever wishes to return in whatever capacity he chooses. With that being said we as a group also need to move forward.

 

I want to assure everyone on site that Fed Space isn't going anywhere, this is just a leadership change. This has happened before when President Beckett left and the site didn't fold then and its not going to fold now. The site leadership as well as the senior admins are discussing the best way to handle the transition. When we have worked out the full plan we will advise you what is happening.

 

Until then if you are wondering what you can do to help the site, the best thing you can do is to donate. Fed Space has never been and never will be pay to play. The site runs entirely on donations from its members.

 

If you have any questions or concerns please don't hesitate to email me. I will do my best to be available on Discord more than I have been in the past so if you ever see me online feel free to send me a message and I will reply as soon as I can.

 

Keep posting everyone and above all else, keep having fun.


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#120846 "At First Sight"

Posted by Cdr Sothrick on Star Date 21710.18 @ 01:51 (01:51 AM)

He was slightly, yet happily, surprised  by her response and attack. And as she stradled him his hands glided up her firm thighs enjoying the curvaceous and power in them as his hands cupped each cheek pulling her closer as they shared a passionate kiss. He could feel much was on her mind.

 

He playfully, while his eyes still closed, faked searching for her lips as she pulled them from him for a moment before opening his eyes to find hers as she traces his features with his hands causing his eye lids to droop slightly enjoying her touch.

 

It had been so long since he had allowed himself to feel this. To feel this way. They had such a complete connection so early but he was holding some back. He guardedly thought of this hiding it from her but she would tell that his thoughts were drifting into a darkness she could not see.

His years of training his mind to be protected enabling him to shield from even the strongest telepath.

 

She was making him so completely happy in every illogical aspect but he had concerns. Concerns of some she knew could feel and others that he staved off.

 

~I used your name, and I'm sorry; but I know she can be trusted. The 'plan' is for us to go to bed and passionately 'show' each other what we feel~ and she taps his chest. ~Here. Not the very pleasurable physical love we made earlier, but I want a slower, and more romantic time before we sleep together for our first time~

 

He started to respond to both but she was already to her next point. He really was not upset with her at the use of his true name. To his own surprise he really was not. It was emotional moment and was understandable. It was also clear that she trusted the Bajoran and that was good enough. He knew he needed to build a group he could trust sooner or later.

 

"But First we talk..." She jumped in vocally now and the words made him smile as she was clearly more comfortable with talking than he was.

He mused at the difference between them as she went on about Phoenix. What she was saying was not at all surprising as woman either loved him or hated him. Some even stated they hated him only to find themselves next to him in the wee hours when they thought no one else would see.

 

His face returned to a more serious look as she tried to playfully, puppet him. So he then broke his silence. He enjoyed each playful kiss and returned them mimicking her with each one and with a smile now melted onto the once stone like features he responded.

 

 "I am more than happy to pull any practical joke on Phoenix you would like. I think him seeing us together will be enough for him though.  However, I do believe you take him too seriously. Yes I know Mathew Phoenix. He has been my longest and closest friend, until now, throughout my Star Fleet career."

 

"Mr. Phoenix is harmless and what they call a flirt. He is what we call an over compensator. His womanizing bravado is his own shield and false façade. Not much different from my own Vulcan persona I work to project."  He added. 

 

 

Then she returned to their silent exchange. And she found his word for her that he thought earlier. But he answered verbally.

 

"That is illogical. I need your talents in my depart besides you would have to deal with the charms of Phoenix and I could not bare to loose you to him." He said with a mischievous smile.

 

"We are not bound by the foolishness of humans we can differ from, work, to personal. I will always want to protect you. I have since looked through your, her, file. You are a skilled officer with the training and tools so far to be a great security officer. If you would like I can continue your training to become a great Chief of Security or beyond but not because it is you that is one of my jobs is to always be creating those under my command to be better and be ready for the next promotion."

 

He paused a moment to give her another kiss and squeeze her back side that his strong hands had not moved from.

 

"We are officers and while on duty that is what we are, period. However if I feel as your department head that their maybe a conflict of interest between us I will request you to be moved departments because I would rather loose an officer than my mate. From what I have read up on this new Commanding Officer I am sure if she feels that it warrants you to be moved department I will respect her wish too."

 

"However, we are Vulcan and I believe that side of us will rule out any foolish pride that humans allow to get in the way" he finished his thought.

 

~Now back to what you were talking about earlier ~  He paused to lay on a long passionate kiss

 

~If you are ready I want to give you more. I want to give you all of me.~ he pulled back slightly with serious but happy look into his eyes.

 

~You and I already are linked I can feel it and I know you can but we are not complete. I am able to completely bond and link with you so that you know all of me and nothing, none of my thoughts, worries, fears, memories would be hidden from you. Equally you would have nothing you could hide from me. We would be bonded together for life we could even feel each others sensations ~  His thoughts paused allowing her time to understand

 

"But only if you are ready. I know this is all so new to you. I don't want to rush anything but I do know it is right with you. But I want you to know I do understand. I know you draw from her memories, her passion, her strength as you clearly make it all your own too but it is also all new to you"

 

He smiled and kissed her lightly again.

 

"You are always safe with me."  He said as he waited for her response. Letting her know what this would mean. Letting her take in a moment to understand the depth of it all.

 

== Tag S'hiarra ==


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#120809 "At First Sight"

Posted by Lt(JG) S'hiarra Sothrick {Kurasa} on Star Date 21710.17 @ 15:01 (03:01 PM)

"Don't you 'hun' me you sneaky half breed." she retorted with a smile as she steered him onto the couch only to straddle his lap.

 

After a minute...or so of passionate kissing she pulls back. She's exploring his face with her fingers as she talks, and her eyes follow her touches. She seems aware of the effect she is having on him.

 

And then, she wraps her arms around his neck, her face just not close enough to kiss.

 

~I used your name, and I'm sorry; but I know she can be trusted. The 'plan' is for us to go to bed and passionately 'show' each other what we feel~ and she taps his chest. ~Here. Not the very pleasurable physical love we made earlier, but I want a slower, and more romantic time before we sleep together for our first time~

 

"But first we talk, because I sense a few issues that we need to deal with. 

 

Firstly your reaction told me that you know Matt and my comment about him was based on the assumption which he made only minutes after we met, He made it clear that he was going to introduce me; to you I surmise, on the occasion of his and my wedding." Her eyes narrowed. "I wanted to smack that presumptuous mug of his, and I'm looking forward to doing that; in a gentle, 'paws off I'm taken already' kind of way." 

 

She bares her teeth and gently nips his nose, her eyes and mouth smiling happily as she pulled away "I'm reacting partly because of Shione's attitude to that sort of smug arrogant, ‘I’m a gift to women' kinda attitude of his. And I know that I can count on you to help me surprise him." 

 

She then put her hand on the top of his head and made him nod. "Yes S'hiarra my dearest I would be happy to do that." and then she spoiled the solemn look she was giving him as she started laughing and then returned to kissing him again.

 

She was still laughing as she spoke again "I don't want you thinking." kissed him, "that I can't resist you," another kiss, "just because it happens to be true." And she then laid her cheek on his shoulder snuggling in closely to him. “Just hold me for a minute."

 

He could 'feel' her contentment as she remained like that, and then resumed talking; the only difference was that he could feel how seriously she was taking this next issue.

 

~I know that you will be having problems because your...Mate. He could hear her rolling the sound of that word around in her head, and the inference was clear that she had gotten the word from him, and also that the sound of it made her both incredibly happy; as well as proud.

 

~Because your Mate is posted in your department and there will be accusations very likely leveled at us both for potential problems with conflicts of interest and any sign that I am being shown preferential treatment by you.~

 

She stopped, sitting back up, her nose brushing his. "I love you, and because I do; I think I should go to another department. I am cross trained in Engineering and wouldn't it be better for you if I moved there."  She paused for a brief resumption of the kisses. "And besides I hear that the Chief Engineer is kinda cute."

 

By the time she finished the final word she basically dissolved in laughter. "You make me so fu*king happy, but once we're aboard we are Officers first, are we not?"

 

==Tag Sothrick==


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#84672 New Star Trek TV Series!

Posted by Capt Jane Fields on Star Date 21511.02 @ 19:45 (07:45 PM)

It's going to be made by the reboot film people, so I'm not sure I'll be able to watch more than 5 mins of it before wanting to throw something at the tv... :unsure:


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#15127 SA/D17 - The Drunken Tribble - The Bar

Posted by Guest on Star Date 21303.19 @ 11:01 (11:01 AM)

Sitting on a seat as hard as it was uncomfortable, Ren shuffled anxiously and yanked at the hem of her sky blue strapless dress.

Put yourself out there they said. Push yourself into new situations the said.

As the Aenar Hybrid sipped a drink high in alcohol and even higher in sugar content she tried to observe those around her. Tried to look without staring, to be part of the atmosphere without seeming out of place.

The bar was full and load, the floor sticky with split drinks and other unthinkable substances. In fact, everything seemed to be sticky in some form or another, which forced the scientist to avoid touching surfaces. The music pounded to her over-sensitive ears and she wondered, not for the first time, why she was here.

“The lost lab-tech!” exclaimed a voice, causing Ren to sharply turn on her bar stool.

A shock of red hair and emerald green eyes allowed Ren to place the woman immediately. The Trill was beaming with a glass filled with a dark thick liquid swooshing around precariously. A group of people surrounded her but as she planted her butt on the stool next to Ren, they dispersed, like bees leaving a flower that had closed for business.

Slamming the glass down on the bar Sie exclaimed, “what are you drinking?! By the symbionts! Bar keep, take this awful thing away and two more.”

Before Ren could object her cocktail was flung away and two more goblets of thick dark liquid appeared before them. Sie gulped the remainder of her first glass – or perhaps not her first considering the way she swayed in her seat – before taking a sizable gulp from the next. Hesitantly Ren picked her own drink from the adhesive bar and sipped it. The liquid burned her throat and seemed to fume through her nasal canal.

It took everything she had not to splutter and cough. “What is this?” Ren was able to hiss.

“Mothers milk,” Sie replied with a devilish smile as she threw a wink at a man across the bar from them, “if humans know how to do anything it's how to relax and how to drink. So bottoms up kid.”

Forcing a smile Ren took another tentative sip. Once she felt capable of speaking again she quickly floundered for a topic of conversation, “I thought you were just passing through.”

Sie's gaze wondered over the inhabitants of the bar lazily. “I was, but something kept me here.”

The sentence hung and hooked Ren into asking the obvious, “what?”

A smile pulled at Sie's blood red lips, “this.” Pale fingers reached into the pocket of her white silk blouse and pulled out a slide. It sat, glistening between her fingers and a mischievous glint hit her eyes as she put it away.

Curious now Ren decided to venture down the rabbit hole, “and what was that, exactly.”

“Possibly the biggest medical discovery since the cure of the common cold...to use a human reference,” Sie replied, a knowing smirk plastered on her face as she took another gulp from her glass.

Suddenly this meeting didn't feel so spontaneous as Ren slowly replaced her glass back to the bar. Who is this woman? Certainly not the type of person who would normally seek someone like her out. Not to 'party' with or even to drink with. She wanted something. She had dangled her line, exposed the bait. Only question left was, would Ren bite?

Sie was stunning, confident but hard. It was there, not easy to see but to someone like Ren, it was there. Perhaps her hindered eyesight allowed her to notice things most wouldn't but it felt that, behind the light in Sie's eyes, they were like stones. As if her every expression was a carefully placed mask. There was the potential for love there. Potential for caring. But something was holding it back. That something was what worried Ren the most.

“Well,” the hybrid stated, wiping a snow white strand of hair from her face, “I wish you luck with that...discovery.”

Grabbing her coat, which she had placed on the hard stool to give some comfort, she dragged her arms through it as she bee lined for the exit. The doors closed behind her and fresh air hit her nostrils. Instantly she relaxed, her shoulders dropped - Ren hadn't even realized the had been hunched - and she avoided looking behind her to see if red-haired Trill had followed her. Silence greeted her abused ear drums as she turned for the lift that would take her to the turbolift and to back to her guest room. For a brief moment she wondered if perhaps she had been a little paranoid.

But what happened next seemed to come out of nowhere. A hard poke from behind and a voice as hard as steel stated calmly, “I tried to ask nicely. You forced my hand. Co-operate and we go our separate ways. Make trouble and things wont end so cleanly. Take the lift.”

The doors opened and Ren stepped through, her breath quickening, her pulse racing. As she turned in the small room, doors closing behind, she looked into the face of what now seemed to be a very sober Sie.

“We have business to conduct, you and I.”


#150610 CO/D02 - First Officer's Office

Posted by Cdr Jaden Hawk on Star Date 21910.10 @ 19:47 (07:47 PM)

It had taken a couple of days but Jaden had finally managed to get settled into his new or rather old surroundings. There had a couple of refits and the current repairs, but the Copernicus was still the same ship that he'd remembered. Although almost all the faces were new, the spirit of excellence and determination of her crew was still the same. He was convinced that the ship brought out the best in all those who served aboard her.

 

His desk was littered with PADDs whose subject matters ranged from repair updates to personnel files to the latest fleet news. He was nursing a cup of his beloved Klingon coffee while reading the personnel file of the ship's newest transfer. The Copernicus' new Chief Engineer was Lieutenant Commander Morad Ameen and he'd come highly recommend from his friend Captain Gabriel Archer. 

 

This was who Jaden was expecting when the door chime rang. "Come in," he said.

 

He stood as the man entered the office.  "Lieutenant Commander Morad Ameen, reporting for duty Sir."

 

The Commander wasn't all that tall but was obviously physically fit, had dark eyes and black hair with a few streaks of grey. "Welcome Commander Ameen, please in and have seat," Jaden said to him in a North American southern accent after offering his hand to shake. The man then put a PADD down on Jaden's desk, no doubt his transfer orders and personnel file which Jaden had already acquired. 

 

"If you liked anything to drink, please help yourself to the replicator," Jaden added. 

 

Once they had gotten settled in, Jaden continued. "I am very pleased that we could get someone with your experience and talents on such short notice. Captain Archer is a friend and we served together some years back. He highly recommended you for this position and I look forward to having you with us aboard the Copernicus."

 

Jaden then smiled and explained "Captain Fields is currently at a briefing on Pioneer, but you'll have a chance to meet her later. Also, tomorrow we'll be having a meeting with the Ship's senior staff, you'll get a chance to meet the rest of the ship's department heads."

 

He then handed the Chief Engineer and couple of PADDS. "These are the current repair reports and schedule. You'll see the took quite a pounding during her last mission.

 

"Do you have any questions before I give you the grand tour?" Jaden asked. 

 

== Tag ==  


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#144147 2019 Anniversary Presidential Address

Posted by Alexis Tregelen on Star Date 21903.08 @ 02:10 (02:10 AM)

Greetings all,

 

Federation Space RPG started in March 2000 and over the years we have had many ups and downs and seen countless people come through the gates, some of which enjoy it so much that when they leave they come back again and again and again (insert joke about not being able to give up Fed Space here). As we move into our 20th as a community we look back on the previous year we have had and what a year it was.

 

Site Membership

 

Site membership has once again remained quite steady this year. We have had some people leave but we have also had some people come on board, even had some that have returned.

 

Fleet Changes

 

There have been a few fleet changes since this time last year, most notably the Beckett launch and closure along with the Intrepid and Gettysburg reassignment. I have gone over in detail why we moved the Intrepid and Gettysburg crews to new ships recently so I wont go over them again here but I did want to talk about the Beckett. When the Beckett was launched it was the brain child of our former President and it was meant to serve as his command. When he decided to retire from the site we had a decision to make and that was regarding what happened with the Beckett. After much discussion it was decided to, in game have several of the brand new technologies fail on its maiden voyage much like the Excelsior and the Transwarp drive did in the movies and the crews moved to other ships to bolster their numbers. This was done due to many factors but mostly because we felt that as it was Perry's project and the plans he had for the ship that it was best to retire the ship. The class still exists and is being worked on in game by the Corps of Engineers so who knows, maybe you will see the class again in the future.

 

Leadership Changes

 

As I touched on above, there was a significant leadership change last year. When Perry and Andrea left and Dan Wueste stepped back from most of his roles that left a large gap in the leadership team. I am thankful to the new leadership that stepped up during this time and I believe has done an excellent job with keeping things moving along and not just moving but progressing forward. Much like the Gettysburg and Intrepid I don't want to go too in depth here about it as it has been explained in other threads.

 

Presidential Elections

 

Due to the leadership changes last year the in game elections were not held. Now the ball is in your court with this one, we can either run the elections this year and play with some timelines and pretend that they happened last year or I can just make a winner and play as them. I will create a poll and you will have until the end of the month to vote on what we do. These are in game elections only and are just meant to be a bit of fun.

 

Yearly Awards

 

The yearly awards will be run again this year, I will be posting the nomination forms shortly. These awards were created to be a tongue-in-cheek look at the fleet with awards such as 'Character I would most like to date if they were real', 'Most technobabble', and my favourite 'Best English as a Second Language player' which I myself have won a couple of times (being Australian and all apparently I don't speak English?). These awards are not meant in any way to be offensive to anyone. I encourage everyone to nominate and vote in the awards, they are a great way for the community to show recognition to its members for the great year that they have had.

 

Thank you all and I look forward to another amazing year.

 

Aaron


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#137540 SB/D15 - Spanky McPasternak's Bar and Grill - Main Bar

Posted by Cdr Sothrick on Star Date 21810.11 @ 20:52 (08:52 PM)

Suddenly Sothrick was assaulted by a sensory over load. His mental barriers were... were annihilated. At first he was confused, the onslaught, confused him and he forced his chair back from the table.

 

He had his barriers up, barriers that he had trained years to create, maintain and strengthen. Perhaps they were weekend because of his reach to connect with S'hiarra. No that wasn't it. It was...it was, Kamiro.  She was a much stronger telepath. It was harnessed, leashed but something broke it.

 

He took a moment pinching the bridge of his nose and rose his head back up shaking the images from his mind.  What, was that! His mind raced to sort the pictures. It was full of images, people, places he knew not. Well most, he saw glimpses of a few faces, Shione's. Through it all he felt her, Kamiro's, emotions, her emotions were overloaded too.

 

"...I'm not ready!" She abruptly stated. Sothricks eyes, still black as midnight, slowly raised to meet Kamiro's. Her words were not for him. He flashed a look at Shione.  What did she do?  His mind raced.

 

She had been alone, content at being alone and isolated, then suddenly thrown into an all to personal dance with strangers, strangers until tonight.

 

She, Deklos, continued through the outburst and continued her answer to Sothrick about his father. Then made her exit announcement.

 

Sothrick now realized. He realized there was much more to Deklos and she was hurting and...

 

As she moved to leave, Sothrick rose from his chair. "Shione, S'hiarra is perhaps having issues with my father, would you keep an eye for her and let her, them, both know I am escorting Lieutenant Deklos to my runabout. I will return with haste."

 

He looked back at Kamiro expecting that she wanted to escape the dynamic around this table and would offer resistance to him coming with her.

 

"The Gargoyle has been updated and will not allow you aboard with out myself, my father or..." Sothrick gave a look at the other table with Matt and Charlotte sitting at it. "...or Ensign Phoenix there, who did most the changes. I can get you aboard and add you to the accessibility and give you clearance to the ship." He added as he gestured towards the door.


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#137424 SB/D15 - Spanky McPasternak's Bar and Grill - Main Bar

Posted by Lt(JG) S'hiarra Sothrick {Kurasa} on Star Date 21810.07 @ 16:49 (04:49 PM)

She allowed him to speak uninterrupted before replying. His tone was that of a man trying to justify his mistakes, and then apologize for them.

 

He finally seemed to settle on admitting his mistake, acknowledging the truth of the relationship with Tourock, and finally asking for her forgiveness and acceptance.

 

But another element was introduced that S'hiarra had not anticipated. ~ Tourock my love all is well except that it is now obvious that he knows what I am. He thought less of me before getting to know me, and now admits his mistakes, but somehow the knowledge of my birth was made available to him! ~

 

Her voice was low and her tone unhappy as she began. “It would seem that somehow you have been given knowledge that I had been assured by my Father Sormok, and Admiral Jal would never be made available. You know about my genetic background don't you?" Tears threatened to flow.

 

"Somehow that most personal knowledge of me is being disseminated despite promises that it would not and it was that which was the basis of your opinion wasn't it?"

 

She grabbed a napkin wiping her eyes. “So I guess your bodyguards know, and how many other people will I be meeting at this new assignment that will be looking down on me and judging me as less than Shione. I was accepted by both the Federation and Star Fleet; I had to prove myself to both and I did that, and yet here you are; an intelligent man assuming before you met me that I was somehow less.

 

What sort of Ambassador makes that prejudicial judgement without meeting someone first. You assumed I was a lesser being simply because of my birth; the truth now? And how many other people will I be meeting who also have this knowledge and will also be judging me as less?"

 

She met his gaze. "So how about we deal with this first?"

 

==Tag Lorrick==


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#131983 --Federation Space Donations & Financial Reports

Posted by Alexis Tregelen on Star Date 21805.30 @ 12:16 (12:16 PM)

Please note that the donation link has changed. If you have any saved bookmarks or regular donations please remove them and use the link in the first post of this thread.


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#127076 Introducing: The Beckett-class Star Cruiser

Posted by Joshua Barnett on Star Date 21802.11 @ 14:25 (02:25 PM)

THIS TIME WITH THE RIGHT ACCOUNT!

 

And this is the good news of the week.

 

We've been working hard to come up with a new class of ship that would balance exploration/diplomacy and defense.  Something that, in our minds, landed between the GSC and the BB.  Or in canon terms, between the Galaxy and Sovereign classes.

 

I'm pleased to present to you the new USS Beckett, CX-2000, the first Becket-class Star Cruiser.

 

The Beckett was named for our site founder, as was the class.  And all ships in this class will bear the names of famous Fed-Space or Star Trek "legends", hence the title "Project Legend" for it while we were developing it.  We want this class to represent the great history of Fed-Space and Star Trek leaders.

 

Beckett will launch with an in-game ceremony next month.

 

Please note:  Some of the specs and page details are still being finalized, so there may be some tweaks to the ship and class before launch.




#104240 Seasonal Encounter...

Posted by Guest on Star Date 21612.24 @ 23:56 (11:56 PM)

== Okay, every year I do something like this... this is this year's version... Enjoy! MUAHOHOHO! ==

 

== Galactic Science Cruiser, USS Sonak, Deep Space, Near the Galactic Core ==

 

Stars here were close.  On average less than three  light years between.  Occasionally as much as eight.  Often less than one-point-five.  Very rarely more than five.  Never more than seven.  Close.  Considering where most of the people aboard this ship came from, stars with any habitability factor were much more sparsely spaced.  As a result the gravimetric distortions and radiation made most of this region incapable of supporting life.  But, as nature was commonly known to do, there were exceptions.

 

That was partly why they were here.  And the other reason was to scan the mass devastation left behind by the Federation and her allies at the conclusion of the Krynar War.  The devastation that had resulted in, as far as anyone could tell, the genocide of the Krynar as a race.  And the destruction of a half-dozen star systems as the anti-gravimetric wave created by the grasers firing in concert had spread dissipating but still taking out potentially billions upon billions of lives.

 

Sonak had been specially equipped with special mutli-layered metaphasic shielding to withstand the radiation.  The sensors had also been reinforced and enhanced.  An extra warp core had been added, and other systems, such as some of the recreational systems, had been sacrificed.

 

They’d been out here for nearly a year now.  There was a return gate, although it wouldn’t last forever in these conditions.  Most likely another four or five months and they’d have to head back, and the gate would itself collapse.  But for now they could, at least, send dispatches back and forth via probe.  And get resupplied.

 

Captain th’Rylak sat in his chair, as he did every day for about eight hours, while the real work was done by his science people.  They were collecting data, cataloguing everything that they could.  He was mostly here for… well he didn’t know what most days.

 

“Captain, we’re picking up an interesting reading,” reported Lieutenant Commander Nalen Quinn, the First Officer, who had a much better background in science for this mission than his Captain.

 

Probably should have been made Captain for this.  Would have been a better fit than I am.  Just because I was there when it all went down doesn’t mean I’m the person to command the survey.  I wonder if this was part of the backlash from the fleet split.

 

He’d been an ally, quietly, of Grayson when the fleets had split.  And he always wondered if he’d got this assignment to keep him out of the way.  He wondered what things were like back home now.  The latest dispatch, received over a month ago, had indicated that the Federation’s internal conflicts had ended, and that wounds were being healed.  But some wounds would take a long time to heal.

 

“What have you got, Commander?” asked th’Rylak.  Another few micrograms of space dust, perhaps?

 

“It’s a signal, appears to be artificial, sir,” said Quinn.  “It’s very weak.  We can’t even tell how far it is, only that it’s on a heading of zero-zero-zero from us.  From the direction of the galactic core itself.”

 

The galactic core.  A huge black hole that kept the galaxy together, spinning gently—well violently this close in—and keeping everything stable.  Nothing came from there.  Things only went into it.  Of course this wasn’t coming from the core itself, just that direction.

 

“Can we dispatch a probe to get a better reading?” asked th’Rylak.

 

Science Officer Voth, a Benzite Lieutenant Junior Grade who’d came aboard just before launch, answered.

 

“I don’t think so.  The gravimetric forces would make it impossible to keep it on course, and the radiation would likely render its sensors useless, Captain.”

 

th’Rylak thought this over.  An artificial signal.  Could it be a Krynar left-over?  Something still out here, after all that?  He had to investigate.  That’s what they were here for.  But he would also be very careful.

 

“Helm, turn us heading zero-zero-zero, mark—“ he looked at Quinn.

 

“Mark zero, sir.”

 

“Mark zero it is then,” the Captain finished.  “Still no indication of range?”

 

“It can’t be too far,” answered Voth.

 

“Course set, Captain,” answered Ensign Rrwarrka at helm.  The Mirak’s voice was deep, soft, soothing.  Almost like a large kitten purring.  th'Rylak new better than to make such a comment to the helm officer though.  He’d seen someone refer to a Mirak as ‘kitty’ during the last general war.  They hadn’t lived to tell about it.

 

“No more than a half light-year,” confirmed Quinn.

 

“Very well, warp one then, and engage when ready.  Forward sensors and shields to full.  Open hailing frequencies.”

 

“Channel open,” replied the Lieutenant at Tactical.

 

“Unknown vessel, this is USS Sonak of the United Federation of Planets.  We are here on a peaceful mission of exploration, and wish to make friendly contact in the interest of cultural exchange.  Please reply.”

 

He glanced back at Tactical.  She shook her head.  “No response.”

“Are they receiving?”

 

“We can’t tell, sir.”

 

“Put that on a loop.  Re-transmit with a twelve-second delay between for them to reply.”

 

He glanced at Quinn, who was at an auxiliary station.  Quinn looked up.

 

“No change, sir.  It is moving, though.  I think my distance estimate may have been off.  It was likely—“ he was looking back at his screen.  “My God, Captain!  It just went past us at—“

 

He seemed to be verifying something.

 

It was Voth who answered.  “Confirmed speed at Warp nine point nine-nine-nine-nine-nine, sir.  And accelerating.”

 

“Nothing can go that fast,” commented th’Rylak.

 

“What’s its heading?”

 

“It’s headed directly—“ Quinn looked up at Voth who nodded in confirmation and then Quinn continued.  “Directly for Earth, sir.”

 

“Get a signal out, transmit it via the gate.  We have to warn them that something… and we don’t know what… is coming.  Send them everything you have.”

 

Helm spoke up.  “Should I pursue, Captain?”

 

“No point.  All stop.  There’s no way we can catch that thing, whatever it is.”

 

“Captain, we did get a visual very briefly.  It’s highly distorted, and the computer can’t seem to reconcile it.”

 

“Put it on screen,” said th’Rylak.

 

The image was a blur.  There was a small red point streaking through space, followed by a brownish blob, or perhaps several of them, followed by something bright red and white streaked across the display.

 

“Can we clean up the image?” asked th’Rylak.

 

“Working on it now, sir,” said Quinn.  He was working at his console, and then stopped.  His only word spoken.  “Impossible.”

 

“Put it on screen,” said th’Rylak.

 

When it resolved it did seem impossible.

 

The three humans on the bridge gaped at it, Voth, th’Rylak, and Rrwarrka were just confused.

 

It looked like a small red and white cart with skis on it, a fat human—or human-looking person—with a long white beard sitting inside with piles of packages.  And in front of it, apparently towing it at nearly warp ten, were nine horned brown creatures, with the lead one having a bright red light as its nose.

 

“Captain,” Quinn finally said.  “I don’t think we should transmit this to Earth.”

 

“Why’s that?” asked th’Rylak.

 

“Because I’m not sure anyone would believe us…”