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En Route to Starbase 2


Launched in the 2240s, the first Constitution class starship, the NCC-1700 sparked hope and rekindled the flame of the Federation's mission to seek out new life and new civilizations, boldly in the face of escalating conflict and simmering tension that boiled over into an all out war with the Klingon Empire.

From 2256 through 2257, a bloody and brutal conflict between two of the galactic powers caused severe fractures in the Alpha and Beta Quadrants. With a suturing of peace barely holding it together, the Federation and Klingon Empire face the lingering of threat of the Gorn Hegemony.

Aggressive, cold blooded, and ruthless - The Gorn are what nightmares are made of. They've infested the Beta Quadrant and have clawed their way deeper into the Alpha Quadrant. With the assault on Parnassus Beta, a Federation colony in 2259, war seems inevitable.

With her Captain missing in action, command of the USS Arcadia falls upon a newly minted First Officer, Lieutenant Commander Kelly Kerrigan. Under his command the crew of the Arcadia are on a five-year mission of bridging relationships within the Federation and her broader allies, strengthening defenses, providing aid and relief to worlds hit the hardest, and protecting Federation assets at all costs. The USS Arcadia is not a ship of war; it is a ship of peace and a beacon of hope in the abyss.

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Mild swearing is permitted, with limitations on some moderate language. (The use of vulgar obscenities are limited. Words like fu**, etc. should be sparingly.)

Sexual content is permitted with some limitations. Explicit sex, pornography, or too much detail is not. (Keep it tasteful--more foreplay and emotion, less detail.)

Violence is permitted, with limitations. (Describe it, do it, but don't go into detail. Don't be explicit.)

Co-Game Managers: Ray & Kat


Latest News Items

» Server Migration

Posted on Fri May 17th, 2024 @ 5:29am by Lieutenant Commander Kelly Kerrigan in General News

At some point over the next 24 hours, the website will be down for server migration. This may take up to four hours, but is likely to take less.

So, if you get an error today, please try back later.



Latest Mission Posts

» Not Giving Up

Mission: Stars Around the Well
Posted on Sun Nov 3rd, 2024 @ 10:42pm by Lieutenant Commander Jason Frankley & Lieutenant Adrianna Baciami

Jason squared his shoulders as he approached Adrianna’s quarters, doing his best to ignore the tight knot of nerves in his stomach. He told himself it didn’t matter if she’d been clear before– he had to give this one more shot, for his own peace of mind if nothing else.…


» Everything Can Be Fixed if you Fight

Mission: Stars Around the Well
Posted on Sun Nov 3rd, 2024 @ 8:14pm by Lieutenant Commander Jason Frankley

Jason ducked just in time to dodge the punch, letting it sail past him before stepping back and catching his breath. The sparring ring felt tight, like the walls were closing in. His opponent, a burly, ever-optimistic security officer named Harding, smirked, bouncing on his feet.

"You’re slower today, Frankley,"…


» Broken Road - Part II

Mission: Stars Around the Well
Posted on Sun Nov 3rd, 2024 @ 2:59pm by Lieutenant JG Zai & Lieutenant Lanna Alexander

ON:

"I am him." He sighed. "The one Fang is pining over. We...ran away from home we had nobody but one another and we bonded and I thought I'd fallen in love. We were going to get off Capella together and then I thought he'd betrayed me, sent a Starfleet…


» No Rubber Duckies

Mission: Stars Around the Well
Posted on Sat Nov 2nd, 2024 @ 5:10pm by Lieutenant JG Zai & Lieutenant Adrianna Baciami

ON:

"I'm not going to lie," Adrianna began, "I was half expecting rubber ducks or rubber chickens in the bath." She looked around, just double checking that Zai wasn't around. She knew that he wasn't a threat, and that she was a proud woman, but she didn't fancy him seeing…


» Hooch, Roses, and Chicken Stickers

Mission: Stars Around the Well
Posted on Sat Nov 2nd, 2024 @ 5:09pm by Lieutenant JG Zai & Lieutenant Adrianna Baciami

ON:

Zai found himself walking to the Communications office in the late afternoon post launch. The ship had just drifted far enough from the docking rings and the station to hit impulse. He had several questions and a thank you for Adrianna. The trip to her office didn't take long…


Latest Personal Logs

» Giving in to the Universe

Posted on Wed Nov 6th, 2024 @ 2:34pm by Lieutenant Adrianna Baciami

After so many near-kisses stolen by interruptions, Adrianna and Vance had fallen into a strange, almost comfortable rhythm. They knew the attraction was there, unyielding and undeniable. Every time they caught each other’s gaze, a silent, mutual understanding passed between them, acknowledging the spark that simmered just beneath the surface.…


» Near Miss Kiss

Posted on Wed Nov 6th, 2024 @ 2:16pm by Lieutenant Adrianna Baciami

Freecloud was a place of noise and light, a neon-drenched hub filled with bars, clubs, and every sort of unsavory character the galaxy had to offer. Adrianna and Vance had slipped into one of the dimly lit bars to avoid notice, hoping to blend in among the throngs of people…


» Homesickness Comforts

Posted on Tue Nov 5th, 2024 @ 6:02pm by Lieutenant Adrianna Baciami

In the dim light of the mess hall, Adrianna sat by the window, her eyes tracing the streaks of stars flying past as the ship sped through warp. Her thoughts drifted to Italy, the rolling hills, the bustling markets, and the lively voices of her family. She could almost smell…


» The moment she knew

Posted on Sat Nov 2nd, 2024 @ 11:41pm by Lieutenant Adrianna Baciami

The small mess hall was alive with energy, echoing with laughter, clinking mugs, and shouts of victory. The crew was in high spirits, having just pulled off a smuggling mission that had gone smoother than any of them could have hoped. Lutz, their boisterous mechanic, had rigged up some extra…


» Hide and Cheep

Posted on Sat Nov 2nd, 2024 @ 5:47pm by Lieutenant Adrianna Baciami

Adrianna walked down the narrow hallway of the USS Arcadia, her gaze skimming over each door panel as she moved, pretending to focus on her duty schedule. But her heart wasn’t really in it, not when there was a “chicken” to find.

Halfway down, she spotted it– a tiny, ridiculous…