Halish Medi

halish

[PRIDE10: WEEK 2] Pride Lands

15 hours ago
I’m going to seperate my stories into two sections. The thing I’m most proud of happened in my real life and the other is all about you all and stonewall.

Let’s start with the most important.

I was always a fun-loving kid. I’d always prefer to mess about than to do any actual work and pretty much every report that my school sent home would always mention that I would excel if I just stopped playing and focused on my work.

My first year of college my report from my tutor told me that I should sit in one corner of the classroom and a friend called Rob should sit in the farthest corner away from me so we would stop laughing and do some work.

That came to a crashing end one day when i returned home late from my best friends house to find my mam and dad in a crippling argument before my mam ordered my dad to leave. It turned out that my mam had asked my dad to text me to see where I was and when my dads phone beeped my mam looked to see if I had replied, only to not see a reply from me but to see one from another women that my dad was … not being very christain with.

What followed is what I have since always called “Year of Hell” (I am a star trek fan after all) when really it was much more like two years. I was 17, I had just started uni and was a matter of weeks away from my 18th birthday. 

The proudest moments of my life are all contained within the year of hell. I at 18 had to protect my mother (it was just me and her at home) from a father who was determined to leave her penniless and homeless (and i guess me as well) while dealing with my mams fragile mental state.

18 years old, just a kid really and I had to physically stop my own mother from .. well .. making herself be no longer here. I spent night after night sleeping in the same bed as her, staying up until god knows when going over the same topics again and again. I dropped out of university twice and this spun my life into an entirely different path.

I don’t think my life is objectively better now than it should have been. I think that I should of had a better job and a higher quality of life due to the increased income and what not from finishing my university degree. However, I would never change what I managed to do during those two years. The trips to the solicitors, the plotting of important letters and the really difficult and painful decision (which i took) to cut all contact with my dads entire side of the family. My aunties and uncles and my cousins and any future kids they had were a casualty I had to sacrifice for my mothers mental health. 

But I got her through it. The year of hell ended .. we moved into a new house (with financial help from my older brother) and she re-married to a much much much MUCH nicer man a few years later. 

If I do nothing else in my life, I will forever be proud of my actions during the year of hell. I was 18 .. but I did what I had to do. I got it done.

Now onto you all and Stonewall.

The years that followed I struggled myself to cope with the aftermath. My own mental state was battered (i think a lot of my current anxiety issues and social phobia could be a result of the year of hell). I’ve struggled to maintain friendships or even bond in the way I see other people do.

Stonewall was and is the first place on the internet where I truly felt like I could open up and be myself. I had been in other guilds before and people knew me through my characters and through my in-game personalities but Stonewall was the first place where people got to know Peter as well as Halish.

In the early days I entered the contest to design the Stonewall Fleet logo and went with a design which I thought resembled both a combadge and a ship in the shape of the letters SF. To my surprise everyone seemed to like the logo and suddenly I was getting messages from people like Nick and other early days higher-ups in the fleet and my logo was selected and is still used now. I’m very proud of this and proud to see it recently adorn clothing warn by real people in the real world.

Eventually i was given the opportunity to be an officer in KoS and then the Chief of Membership Management in SWF. This is the job that I liked the most .. dealing with the new member invites into our community was very important to my knowledge and appreciation for just how many different but wonderful people we have in our LGBT+ community. 

Hearing your stories (both heart warming and tear jerking) was wonderful and knowing that we could offer everyone a place, even if just for a week before they got bored of STO or for years to come was something that I will always be proud of and I’m extremely proud of the coming out stories I have heard over the years and how some of our members had to fight against really awful situations to be who they are and love who they love.

Stonewall gave me somewhere to be myself and I will forever be thankful and proud of Stonewall.

There’s another person who I feel like I have to mention at this point. He’s gotten a lot of unfair flack over the years due to just being the bum in the highest chair but I’ve gotten to know him very well and am so proud to call him my boss and my friend, Sir NicholasJohn.

He started our community and lead our community and kept us together when at times we could have broken apart but on a personal note he has been a source of great admiration from me. I admire his intellect and his ability to learn new things and try (I SAID TRY!) to pass those things onto the less intellectually lucky (me).

I admire his ability to speak in a voice which is both clear and sexy but also have a very dry quick wit which can catch you of-guard if you’re not expecting it.

Nick. I love you. Thank you for everything. I hope we are friends until we both die peacefully in our sleep at the age of  … well ... hopefully over 100 (I want my card from the King!).
Thank you to everyone who has already shared and will share below me. I hope you all know just how wonderful you are.
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Ben

Gravity

[PRIDE10: WEEK 2] Pride Lands

17 hours ago
With some prodding it was suggested i take part in this post and it was going to be all about my first pride experience but having seen what this is about i think i have something better, here we go.

Growing up i had always been fairly quiet especially so at school (it was an all boys school in the 90s) where i was the classic nerd and not super popular but i had a good group of friends. Suffice to say puberty hit and it became apparent to me i was not the same as the other boys at school. This was something i tried to keep secret but at one point i trusted the wrong person and the news got out. What followed was two years of the most unpleasant bullying the details of which are fairly irrelevant to this post. I felt deeply ashamed of myself and just became something of a hermit never leaving my room and never talking to anyone. I didn't go to university though i had offers and it was only two years later when the schools careers officer rang me asking if i planned to ever go i decided to put an application in. I owe a lot to her because i likely would never have done so without prompting.

Going to university changed my life i became so much more comfortable and happy in myself but i was always still shy when it came to men and i was nervous in gay situations. During my years there i got used to the idea that i was gay but there was always part of me that held back and i was still very shy in public. During my entire time at university i never once kissed someone on a night out or even bought someone a drink. I was essentially hiding away from my gayness, whilst i had accepted it was part of who i was i was scared to show it in public.

Going forward to where i work now (BP) and there was quite a profound change in my personality. While Stonewall people may have always known me as the loud and seemingly confident person online it was not so in person. Working at BP i was supported and i came out to the people at work but i still never really spoke about my own life and in many respects i still didn't engage with the gay part of myself at all. The support i got at work helped and i was slowly becoming more confident in myself and slowly tuning into the loudmouth you all know (and tolerate) today. A turning point occurred when my local city was the UK city of culture and the pride event changed from a small provincial affair to a massive party to celebrate. As a volunteer for the city of culture i was sent to take part in the parade and it was a truly a life affirming experience. All these people coming out to support our community in a city in the north of England with a reputation for being a bit backwards, it genuinely warmed my heart. I slowly become more vocal about being gay both in and our of work and the real turning point happened later that year when the leader of our local BP Pride group left the company. There was nobody to take over this and he approached me and asked me to do it. I was horrified at the prospect of essentially being the local face for the LGBT+ community in the company. The alternative was that all activities in this area would stop entirely because these diversity and inclusion groups are run by volunteers and nobody else was stepping up. I took the decision that keeping the good work going was worth the discomfort on my part and i am so glad i did. This single action set in course a series of events that has massively increased my confidence and involves me standing in front of rooms filled with people giving educations sessions and even lobbying the leadership for change. I have arranged our continued sponsorship of the local pride parade and even get people from work to take part now. I have arranged multiple education sessions for people of all levels at the company. I have had meaningful discussions with alot of straight white middle aged men on topics such as trans rights and most recently i have been lobbying for some gender neutral toilets to be installed.


I am so very proud that i had the courage to be willing to overcome the difficulties i had in my early life and truly accept myself. The change i have been bring about because of this may not be big but it has been incredibly meaningful to me.
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Danielle Reasor

Gul_Kobek

Caution advised - Security Threat on STO Wiki

18 hours ago
I see this all the time when browsing the wiki on my phone.  You’re right, it’s an ad, and the “service” they’re selling is ransomware.  I don’t have an ad blocker on the phone, so I just hit the “back” button on the browser to go back to the page I needed.
Kevin Van Eeten

Chipz416

[PRIDE10: WEEK 2] Pride Lands

2 days ago


My absolute pride is the result of a weight loss journey. It feels that I’m exposing quite a bit of myself by writing this down, but it says a lot about my trust in this wonderful community that I feel safe and comfortable enough to write it down here.

I weighed 91 kg back in June 2017, which was too much at my 1,72 m height. I never was overweight until I went to university and basically drank far too much beer every night which gained me a lot of extra kilos. I was never able to successfully get it of anymore, despite the many many times I tried or started a diet.

This time it was different. I downloaded and installed an app called Lifesum, no I don’t own shares… 😉 It helped me a lot in accurately assessing my caloric intake and expenditure and this made it a whole lot easier to make better choices. I didn’t tell anyone as I’ve been unsuccessful so often and I was fearing people’s scrutinising reactions to yet another attempt. This time with the help of the app it worked, though! This obviously did a lot of good for my motivation, especially when other people started noticing.

Once the start was there, and I lost a few kilos, it became very easy and even fun to keep it up! I am a big nerd, so I used spreadsheets with which I could analyse my data and make constantly updating forecasts and summaries of my progress. I even calculated that I needed to cut 6886,1 kcal to lose 1 kg of weight, which is close to the 7000 kcal/kg you find so often in a lot of articles. The entire thing just comes down to consuming less calories than you use over a longer period of time. This is quite an open door, and literally helps nobody… I think it just comes down to finding a modus operandi that worked for me; data visualisation, spreadsheets, and making small changes based on that. Eating a little bit less, doing Zumba, taking a bike instead of a bus.

After about one year, I reached 66 kg, so that’s 25 kg less and I’m stable at that weight for about one year now already. I vividly remember two very emotional moments…

The first one was when we were going on a flight to Hungary and we could take along a 24 kg suitcase. I weighed myself without the suitcase and then with… and I was surprised to see my old weight back on the scale, but now with a super-heavy suitcase!

Another moment was when going for new clothes the first time after losing all that weight. Obviously your entire wardrobe can be thrown out and replaced for new clothes. I was a size XL, and when I first went to buy a new sweater I put on an M and was very proud that it fitted. The salesperson said that an S would suit me better though, and I tried that on and he was right! I bought the sweater and when me and my husband left the shop, I was crying so hard outside on the street.

So... here it is, I hope it doesn't feel like I'm oversharing stuff, but it truly is the one thing I am most proud of.

 
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GeoM68

GeoM68

City of Heroes - Homecoming - PRIDE BALL **Costume Contest**

2 days ago
Stonewall Champions of Paragon Presents
In the great tradition of those who came before us,
we gather together to express ourselves,
our sense of style, our undeniable spirit and revel in our immense diversity in an extravaganza to celebrate the 50th anniversary of Stonewall.
This is more than a costume contest, it is
 THE PRIDE BALL

All players from all shards are welcome to celebrate with us.s.
Costumes not in theme will not be eligible for GRAND PRIZE
This means only 1990 to 1999, Destiny's Child NOT Beyoncé.
Madonna Erotica to Ray of Light etc.
yes, this includes Reba, Snoop, Savage Garden, Cobain EVEN Blu Man Group.
Contestants will WALK THE RUNWAY to show off their creations.*
You may enter as an INDIVIDUAL, GROUP or DUO**
100 mil 1st - 75 mil 2nd - 50mil 3rd will be awarded***/****
Torchbearer
Kallisti Wharf (Statesman Square)
June 29th 9pm est
* subject to change
**Costume screening begins 2 hours prior to event start dependant on turn out
***Substitution and or additional prizes may be awarded
**** Groups/Duos will divide winnings amongst themselves
for more info ingame mail @GeoM68/69
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Jeff Breeze

Jeffdabear1

[PRIDE10: WEEK 2] Pride Lands

2 days ago
One of the proudest I have ever been is when I walked into this years Coronation of my local Imperial Court, almost 20 years to the day of the first time I have attended the event. The first time I was a very ignorant, arrogant person who knew little of how his community or the world at large worked, a nobody. This time when I came in, I was annouced to the entire gathering, a little older, a little wiser, but almost everyone in the room knew who I was, which still blows my mind. i am primarily affiliated with my home's bear community but over the past two decades I have developed a reputation as someone who is not afraid of reaching across boundaries and working with other organizations. I never expected to receive a lifetime title, much less half of what I have earned over the years. I guess it does prove that one person can make a difference if they are willing to set their mind to it.
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Dave

Voleron

[PRIDE10: WEEK 1] Rainbow Away-Team Screenshot Contest

2 days ago
Dang, sorry I just missed this!  Some amazing entries, though!!
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Ted Hembach

TLara

[PRIDE10: WEEK 1] Rainbow Away-Team Screenshot Contest

2 days ago
Thank you all for your colorful contributions. They are great!
The Rainbow Away Team Screenshot Contest is hereby closed.
We will soon inform you here in this thread about the winners! Stay tuned!

Meanwhile you can proceed with our Pride10 Week 2 event here:
Pride Lands

For an overview of our Pride10 festivities please look here:
Stonewall Pride10

#Pride10
#RainbowAwayTeam
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Writing Contest: Fables of Betrayals!

2 days ago
Today
#WritingContest

Today is the day I take command of the Oppenheimer. I just need to dispose of the Captain first...
Being the Chief of Security has the added benefit of having access to the whole ship without being suspicious. The bastard won't even see it coming.
The captain is a creature of habit. He hides it well, but he likes things done a certain way, which makes him predictable after observing his behavior for long enough. And I have - For longer than anyone else. We've been through hell and back together, so he trusts me implicitly. The fool.

As I finish my rounds, the Captain should be finishing up his jog across the upper deck, after which he'll have dinner in his quarters, followed by some reading.
I head to the galley and sit down for a meal myself. A medium rare steak ought to do the trick. I should make that Orion cook my concubine when I'm done. After we removed her pheromone glands, the green bitch always overseasons the food, but I'm sure she still has other talents.

I will make my move when the captain is indulging in his Andorian shisha in the officer's lounge. He always kicks everyone out when he does that so he can relax, even his boy toys. Even I had to make a copy of his access key to override the door. Luckily for me, this time his supply of tobacco was spiked with other herbs, so he'll be too intoxicated to notice.

It's almost time. I pat the dagger on my belt... Seems like I'm getting a little nervous. But then of course I am. Betrayal should not be taken lightly. I pass the crewmen on the way to the turbolift, they bow and salute to my superiority as I walk. 

Three more levels. That pointy eared freak enters the turbolift, but she has the courtesy to not look me in the eye. If she weren't so fat, she'd be attractive... For a half-breed.

The door opens and I stroll out of the lift, knowing that victory is only a few steps away.

I swat a fly on my neck. Wait...
By the time I realize that Doctor T'Lara injected me with something, it's already too late. As the muscle relaxant shuts down my body, I think to myself - We should never underestimate the subordinates.
Cal

calx

[PRIDE10: WEEK 2] Pride Lands

3 days ago


It's time to get inspirational and creative in Pride Lands, our second event in the run up to the fabulous Stonewall #Pride10 weekend!




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50 years ago, a little known show called Star Trek ended...but in Greenwich, NYC, an awakening began...           
The Stonewall Riots, after which Stonewall Gaming Network is named, became a defining moment in LGBT history.
People stood up against the oppression using only what they could find.
So every year we honour their courage and celebrate with pride.         
           
Whether you are LGBT+ or a straight ally, out or still in the closet....
What makes you proud? Have you done something to help your LGBT community in your area or online?
Or what are you most proud of? Are you a proud gamer? Did you get that ultimate score?
Or whom?

Are you proud of a collection?           
Or of an achievement in life? Be it great or small! Are you proud of doing this in your life? (A college degree, a piece or art, something that you made or completed)
Did you complete an accolade set or get that legendary event done?
Or earned enough to finally get that ship you wanted?
           
50 years on...Star Trek has returned strong.
But the quest for equality continues...
Add your voice to our chorus by telling us your pride story.




  • You are welcome to use creative licence to share your pride story - be it written, audio, photographic, artistic composition or even a combination!
  • Your entry should be able to tell your pride story to us and all readers/viewers and evoke the feeling of us sharing in your pride.
  • So if it is a photographic entry, consider including a short narrative to accompany it, unless the photo is self-explanatory!
  • There is no limit to written entries but we do ask for more than simple one liners as they may not be sufficient enough to tell your pride story.
  • Share your pride story entry on this page from now until 30th June.
  • The judges will be Gareth, Kierix and Cal who will review all the entries and determine the top 3 after this date.




The top 3 entries, as rated by the judging panel, will win Stonewall Credits, redeemable in our Stonewall Credits Store:
  • 1st place 3 Stonewall Credits
  • 2nd place 2 Stonewall Credits
  • 3rd place 1 Stonewall Credits


And finally, all participants will have their entries immortalised in the next edition of the Stonewall Times!

We look forward to seeing your submissions!
#Pride10
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Isthisscience

Thval

Writing Contest: Fables of Betrayals!

4 days ago
The Admiral and the Activist
#WritingContest

The force field between them seems to stretch a thousand light years. They have traversed more than that since they last spoke. A starched uniform faces off a utilitarian jumpsuit, each seeing the brig as their stage, their moment of defiance.

"I hear your code name is now White Knight," the Admiral observes with a wry sigh, "you always were one for such pretentious savior nonsense. What's the next one going to be, Angel Gabriel?"

"Says the woman who sums up her life achievements in a series of pips," the Activist retorts, relaxing into a smug swagger. "How much did that latest one cost you?- No wait, let me rephrase. How many lives did it cost?"

"I serve the Federation. Do you serve anyone but yourself?"

"Evasive as ever."

"Look in the mirror."

In the corner, the guard barely conceals a judging look at the direction of the interrogation.

The Admiral tuggs her collar up and ponders a change of tack. "You should start to cooperate before the trial," she begins "They may go easy on you."

"Me?" the Activist scoffs. "You think this will end in any other way than you hauled before the Supreme Court for, how many constitutional violations?"

"Everything I've done is sanctioned by the Starfleet Charter and the Federation Council. Times of war can require extreme measures."

"Such as mass slaughter of civilian populations?"

"Let's talk about that, shall we? What were you doing on the planet surface?"

"Saving lives. What were you doing in orbit?"

"I'm asking the questions."

The activist scoffs. "Okay, Admiral. I'll play your game."

"Did you, or did you not, leak classified battle plans to the enemy?"

"If by that, did I warn a colony of farmers to get out the way of your armada of death, then yes."

"So you admit aiding the enemy in wartime, leading to the deaths of countless numbers of your own troops?"

"They're not my enemy. Not our enemy. And you led those troops into battle on lies and jingoism. Those people would have stood no chance against your bombardment. They're peaceful."

"Using civilians as shields is an age old tactic. We won't win this war by playing nice."

"Playing nice? You make murder sound like a faux pas."

"And you make war sound like a game of cricket. There's no scones in the pavilion tea room after the match. This is about survival."

"And what about the survival of our principles?"

"You can't let principles come before protecting your children."

"Yes. You do. If your principles don't come first, they're not principles. They're just empty rhetoric to inflate your own ego; to relieve your guilt when times are good. Your generation drilled those Federation ideals into us throughout our life. Told us that they defined who we were; how we were different from those you called our enemies. Is it so surprising that we would take them to heart? That we would challenge you to live up to them when you fail to pass their muster??"

The Activist left an uncomfortable vacuum with her sudden silence, the Admiral unsure now how to fill it. The two broke off from their dog fight, avoiding eye contact as they paced in circles attempting to figure out who they're break through to the other.

"Do you remember," the Admiral began, still focused on her hands, "when we spoke at your graduation. I was so proud that you had chosen to serve in Starfleet. You said you were inspired by me, that you wanted to protect the Federation like I did. I don't understand why you turned your back on it all. Why you betrayed the Federation, betrayed your oath... betrayed me."

"I left to defend the Federation," the Activist replied, weary of this familiar ground. "I left to fulfill my oath. As for you, you are not the woman I thought you were. That became obvious after you ordered us to execute the prisoners."

"We didn't have the room. It's what they prefer in their culture."

"It's not what we do in ours. My mistake was to take you at your word. To see you as my mentor. Even, my hero. It blinded me to your dark side."

"Don't be so hyperbolic. Dark side indeed..."

"It was always there, I just chose not to see it. I was used to seeing you as compassionate and caring. I ignored the way you treated your crew. I ignore the way you stampeded over strangers for simple convenience. I ignore the way you treated my brother."

"He wasn't cut out for Starfleet, not like-"

"Like me? And look where we are now. How does that feel, Admiral? My turn for questions." The Admiral gave a mildly assenting huff. "What was the strategic goal of your assault?"

"To win the war. To drive back the enemy from our space."

"This planet was never Federation space."

"It would have been, if they weren't spreading like wildfire before we got this far out. It's a perfect world for us and a key strategic location."

"What enemy installations did you identify? Shipyards? Supply depots?"

"They were here, what more did I need."

"There are countless worlds you could have targeted. What made this one special?"

"Proximity to..." the Admiral wavered, a small crack in her poker face appeared, then faded. "It's provides key food supplies to the front line. Removing it from the board slows the enemy's advance."

"Ah... wheat. Despite the fact that front line supplies are routed two sectors away as this world doesn't produce enough for export yet. I did notice something unique about this world though. It has a similar population, topography, demographics and industry to Talion IX. What happened to Talion IX three days ago, Admiral?"

"There was a battle."

"Care to rephrase?"

"A massacre. The enemy slaughtered us."

"Did you know anyone there?"

"You know full well-"

"Did you know anyone there? Because I'm not so sure considering you didn't show up at his funeral."

"I was busy. There's a war on."

"Busy on a revenge spree I understand. They killed our own, and you wanted to kill their own."

"You wouldn't understand."

"How do I not understand. He was my brother."

"Blood for blood. That's the language they understand and we have to respond in kind! They have to know that we will be as ruthless as they are. Then, and only then, will they respect us."

"What's the value of their respect, when we can no longer respect ourselves. Admiral?"

"I suppose you intend to use that admission against me. I know they'll understand though. Will they understand your choice though? How many siblings and children were lost because you sold them out?"

"And how many were saved?"

"We both know that our own are of far more value. You traded lives, theirs for ours. You're coming down."

"Not without you I'm not." The Activist turns away, wanting to bury herself in the bulkhead behind her. The Admiral reaches out, her fingers hovering above the forcefield. The electricity tingles across her skin. She withdraws her hand in shame as the Activist turns back to her; her face possessed by a stern visage. "We both know how this will go. This," the Activist gestures to their reunion, "was a mistake."

"It doesn't have to end this way."

"Perhaps not." The silence haunts the silence between them. If only she'd just say it, they think. If only she'd show me it's okay. Eventually, the Activist gives up waiting. "I'll see you at the trial."

"It's not like I have a choice."

The Activist gives a brief nod to the guard before leaving her prisoner to be picked up by Starfleet Security.

"Emma!" the Admiral calls out. The Activist turns on the utterance of her name. She waits in the doorway for the admission; the compromise; the end of that damned facade. But the Admiral simply stutters; her face sinks and she retreats back into her cell.

"Goodbye, mom." The door closes.
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Tourma Rivers

Tourma

[PRIDE10: WEEK 1] Rainbow Away-Team Screenshot Contest

4 days ago
After defeating the wicked T'mok and the Coalesence, S'tanius and the Magical Centurions felt that there work was done.  The Empire was safe.  They went back to their normal lives on Romulus.  After the destruction of the Homeworld, the girls were scattered.  S'taius, alone on a colony world discovers a new threat.  The vile General J'nop is taking advantage of the disporia by sending the loathsome Commander R'Trek with his very own Magical Centurions, the Star Eclipse.  Fueled by dark magics, these ladies mean to take down what it means to be Romulan.

Can S'taius get the girls back together? 
Will R'Trek stamp out the will of the Empire? 
Can S'taius resist the dark allure of Subcommander S'ainia?

Find out in season four of Magical Centurion S'taius!



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Kevin Van Eeten

Chipz416

Writing Contest: Fables of Betrayals!

5 days ago
Treasure Trading Station in orbit of Argelius II – July 2409
Leaving the stale recycled air behind him, he entered the airlock connecting his Interceptor-class Orion shuttlecraft to Treasure Trading Station. The narrow confines of this walkway gave him about half an arms-length at each side to manoeuvre, but it was preferable in any case over the cold hard vacuum present in the high orbit over Argelius II. His shuttle’s door closed behind him, and an almost inaudible hiss reminded him of the gaseous disinfectant that was being dispersed through the airlock. The soft hiss was almost immediately drowned out by the voice of a computerised Ferengi female.
“Welcome to Treasure Trading Station, Saler-Thon! The Argelius II Ferengi Trading Consortium hopes you had a comfortable journey from Ter'jas Mor to our vibrant trading outpost. Disinfecting will shortly be completed, and you and your partner have been assigned to the luxurious suite number 109 so that you can enjoy a breath-taking view on the planet below. We hope that your stay will be a pleasant one. And on the subject of pleasure… rush over to deck 24 to meet our highly skilled entertainers from all over the Galaxy in the Silverling Night Club, where perpetual night-time creates the perfect atmosphere for all your… eh… more exotic desires!”
The heavy leak-tight doors at the end of the walkway slowly slided open and the atmosphere abruptly lost its serenity. Raucous laughter made by a group of passing Chalnoth, exaggerated gesturing by shady merchants, unfamiliar yet magical music, and overwhelming perfumes all battled for Saler-Thon’s attention and his mind needed a second to re-adjust to this abrupt change of scenery. Focus now! Any small mistake can cost you your life, or worse… that of your beloved Ya’ara.
Wading through the crowd towards his assigned suite 109 was quite a struggle, but he managed to re-focus his attention. Ya’ara would have arrived about one hour ago and was already waiting in suite 109 with the files on an isolinear chip. Together, they’d flee the Orion Syndicate and request asylum in Federation space. Whatever acts of marauding and piracy Saler-Thon had committed in the past against Federation targets would be rapidly forgiven, when Starfleet Intelligence found out what Ya’ara’s files could offer.

Orion Syndicate Palaces, Ter’jas Mor – October 2406
Ya’ara and Saler-Thon were both immune to the powerful pheromones produced by Orion women to subtly assert dominance over the male population. Although this biological curiosity is considered rare, it was not completely unheard of. What was most irregular about Ya’ara and Saler-Thon however, was that they survived their childhood with this pheromonal immunity… and the only reason they survived was that somehow they both and separate from each other were able to stay out of the clutches of the Orion Syndicate’s secret police. Melani D’ian and her predecessors spared no resource to fortify and assure her dominance in this strictly matriarchal society… not even the killing of pheromonally immune boys was beneath her.
When Ya’ara and Saler-Thon met at the Syndicate Palaces they were both very recently been recruited by impressment. Saler-Thon would serve as a pirate captain in D’ian’s fleet, while Ya’ara was sent to the Palace’s quartermaster to serve. Even though they were mutually unaware of their common immunity at that time, their romantic attraction for one another was not so unapparent. The moment they laid eyes on each other they fell hopelessly in love… there could not conceivably be a pheromone in the universe so strong that it could block this almost gravitational attraction. This attraction grew stronger with every visit Saler-Thon and his pirate ship made to Ter’jas Mor where grand celebratory feasts were held in honour of the great pirate captain. Halfway through these celebrations, when the copious amounts of imported Romulan ale had placated even D’ian’s most devout followers and secret agents, Saler-Thon and Ya’ara would sneak out for their illicit romantic activities. This warm summer night was going to be somewhat different from the other tête-à-têtes they had had before…
“During our latest raid, we boarded the U.S.S. Linnaeus, a medical science vessel, and I stumbled upon some interesting piece of intel,” Saler-Thon knew he was on very slippery grounds here, but he knew that he could trust Ya’ara. The only reason for their mutual affection could be that Ya’ara was also immune to the Orion pheromones. Ya’ara’s smile and deep green eyes encouraged him on.
“Starfleet Intelligence is performing biological research on disrupting the activity of the female control pheromone, after discovering that a small group of the Orion population is born with an immunity for it.” He hesitated… these were dangerous words, but he knew he could trust his lover. They were both immune, it could be the only reason for their bond. Saler-Thon continued: “An immunity we both seem to possess…”

Treasure Trading Station in orbit of Argelius II – July 2409
A little less than three years passed since their coming-out to each other and their shared secret not only empowered their growing emotional bond, it also was going to be their ticket out of this oppressive society. During his raids near the Federation border, Saler-Thon was constantly looking for more intel on Starfleet Intelligence research on the Orion pheromones, while Ya’ara was building up a database of his own. During one of his earlier raids, Saler-Thon was able to steal a very small, yet extremely advanced biochemical tricorder of an unknown alien origin. No small effort was made to keep it out of Melani D’ian’s hands, and give it to Ya’ara. With it, Ya’ara was able to secretly take samples of the pheromonal biochemical structure during all phases of an Orion female’s life, and the different interactions with a broad spectrum of genetically dissimilar males and non-binary Orions.
All this biochemical data was now safely stored on the isolinear chip in Ya’ara’s possession in suite 109. They would contact Admiral Jamal Al-Fayed of the U.S.S. Persephone the moment the two Orions were reunited, so that they could be taken to Starfleet Intelligence for questioning and live their lives in freedom and love for each other.
As Saler-Thon approached the luxurious suite 109 his heart was pounding in his throat… soon they’d be safe, soon they’d be together forever! He opened the door to the suite in anticipation of his lover’s face… and was greeted by a group of three Orion secret police officers pointing their disruptors at him. Next to the officers was Ya’ara. Saler-Thon’s initial reaction was to make sure that Ya’ara was safe. A deeply chilling feeling crept over Saler-Thon though as soon as he realised that Ya’ara was more than fine… there was no sense of fear or worry on his lover’s face but a demonic smile. A wicked smile it was, as though a grand and evil scheme was finally reaching its horrible conclusion.
Ya’ara spoke in such a disdainful tone it slashed through Saler-Thon’s soul: “Melani D’ian thanks you for your loyal service in investigating how your abnormal and degenerate nature can now be identified and corrected. Of course no knowledge of your research can ever be allowed to fall in the hands of our enemies. And therefore I now need to tidy up some loose ends… by loose ends I mean you of course Saler-Thon.”
“By the authority of my mistress Melani D’ian, I sentence you to die.”
An energy beam engulfed Saler-Thon. Unexpectedly, it was not the energy discharge of a disruptor, but the transporters of the U.S.S. Persephone engaged just in time to save Saler-Thon’s skin. His life was saved, but his heart would never be whole again.

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[PRIDE10: WEEK 1] Rainbow Away-Team Screenshot Contest

5 days ago
Wait, shit, the deadline is coming.

Ahem, I present to you, two Romugay Butterflies:

Dramatis Personae:
Annisa (Me), T'Saebrineth (@Allehandra) and our Risian Kittycal
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Kevin Van Eeten

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Voth Battlezone Popup

5 days ago
Yes, if we rain so much fire on the dino's we don't even have to cook our steaks anymore! :D

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Kevin Van Eeten

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[PRIDE10: WEEK 1] Rainbow Away-Team Screenshot Contest

5 days ago


Be that rainbow in someone else's life every now and then... it can mean the world to them.

~ Love Chipz

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Voth Battlezone Popup

6 days ago
Maybe a good trial run for Plasma Mayhem 2019?  I was thinking for my still-nascent Romulan event idea of having everybody equip Romulan hyper-plasma launchers and litter the skies of the battlezones with shimmering green death balls. Or red AKA the T'varro destabilized plasma torpedo. Of course, any ship can equip the RHP, so having it doesn't have to be a Romulan event.
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[PRIDE10: WEEK 1] Rainbow Away-Team Screenshot Contest

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I went to the end of the rainbow and I found this:



#Pride10
#RainbowAwayTeam
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[PRIDE 10] Stonewall's 10th Annual Pride Weekend

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Join us on Bajor’s Hathon for the next leap of our Pride festivities; our Costume Contest! The air is scented heavily with exotic spices, while it’s being pervaded by strange and bedazzling music… the sheer pressure on your senses almost overwhelms you, yet you want more. This mystical land, of magic and sand… is more than it seems! With Pride it is announced that this year’s Costume Contest theme will be:

Arabian Nights

And we will have two categories in which you can participate.

1 – The Sultan’s Harem

For the Sultan’s evening entertainment a large and diverse troupe of fire breathers, sword swallowers, belly dancers, magicians, and many other proud performers frequent the Royal Palace. The Sultan is often deeply impressed by exotic forms of entertainment, exorbitant displays of vividly coloured fabrics, or anything else that dazzles the senses…



2 – Fabulous Fairy-tale Prince(ss)

The Sultan’s only child and Heir to the Throne is looking for a Prince(ss) to together rule the desert lands with. Show off your proud and noble heritage, or impress the Heir with your street rat charm. Display your fitness to rule these magical lands, be it with an iron fist as it is your royal birth right, or through charm and empathy for those sandy street dwellers from which you originate.

Your costumes will be judged on their originality, how much they fit the encompassing Arabian Nights theme, and how much they are in line with the descriptions of the two categories.

The use of pets from far and fabled lands, or enhancing your show with visual abilities is allowed and encouraged, as long as they do not affect any of the other contestants, hosts, or spectators.

Stonewall Credits will be awarded to the winners in each category. Per category the prizes will be divided as follows:

1st place - 3 Stonewall Credit
2nd place - 2 Stonewall Credit
3rd place - 1 Stonewall Credit

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[PRIDE10: WEEK 1] Rainbow Away-Team Screenshot Contest

1 week ago
Rainbows even make the terrans happy!

#Pride10

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