Sounds an excellent idea to me

Yes, I'll take one as well, beats reading some of the threads on the official forums lol.

I would totally be interested in this and I think it's a great idea. Even if people can't log into the website where they are, they could stay up to date with emails on their phone and such- that's assuming your phone gets access to your email which most people's do now a day. Anyway I think it's a great idea! :cheer:

Hi everyone!

I wanted to see who else out there would be interested in receiving a monthly, news letter from the fleet to the fleet! You can opt in or out but it would have a few different items inside:

-General fleet happenings
-Announcements
-Fleet firsts
-Members of the Month
-Content Updates
-Upcoming Events
-Upcoming fleeties' birtdays
-And much, much more!

What do you think? Might be fun to read about these things once a month!

I would be willing to star in it as an actor ;)

That's pretty cool.

Is there anyone else who'd be interested in this? It would be really awesome if we could get 5 or 6 people working on this together.

It'd be awesome if you wrote the first issue Chem.

I was also thinking we could turn some of the game episodes into stories or maybe that would be using their IP too much?

So, which are we using in game? That site gives you:

Official USF Stardate
Archaic USF Stardate
Modified Trek Stardate:
True Trek Stardate:

Just curious. The "alternate reality" system may make things for forums etc... Just so we all can see it by our real date easily as well.

Hi all. New register, and just put my app to the fleet on the forums. I love getting into character RP.

My global handle is @gettorix Current character is Sthyr (Andorian engineer)

I"ll also have a Bajoran character in headtstart, likely science. I want to try tactical too, but haven't decided on that one (Maybe a Klingon-Faction, for diversity)

-James/Gettorix

The hangar doors of the Pandora's shuttle bay moved open, allowing a shuttlecraft to enter the ship. The small vessel moved gracefully through the hangar and came to a gentle landing on an open platform. Several crew members stood by, watching the shuttle expectantly. After a moment the door slid open and a tall male stepped out. His hair, which was an incredibly vibrant blue, stood out around his head like a small mane. On the sides of his head were two pairs of bone crests that complimented his rigid forehead structure. His skin also had a blue color to it, but it had a vibrant quality that would normally be lacking on most other humanoids. The man straightened his red uniform as he stepped off the craft and acknowledged the crewmen who were now saluting him.

"At ease," he said simply as he walked by, briskly exiting the shuttlebay.

Activity seemed to come to a complete stop around him as he progressed through the deck toward the turbolift. Crewmen, immediately noticing the new arrival by his distinctive appearance and realizing who he was, stopped and saluted. After the first few nods, the man seemed to give up trying to get the crew to stop. When he finally made it to the turbolift and the doors shut behind him, he gave a low, frustrated growl.

This ship... of all ships. My first command, no less.

When the turbolift slowed, the man regained his calm composure. He knew this moment was the one that mattered above all others today.

The sound of the turbolift doors opening caused every officer's head to snap in its direction. War'en, upon catching the very first glimpse of the bright blue hair, stood at attention.

"Captain on the bridge!" he barked out as the man stepped out of the turbolift. All officers immediately followed War'en's example and snapped to attention, their eyes fixed on the new arrival.

The man quickly surveyed the attending officers, cleared his throat, and spoke.

"Greetings. I am Commander Oren-De, and I have been assigned command of the Pandora. It is an honor to serve this role with a crew that has already admirably demonstrated itself. I look forward to working with you all. Now, at ease, and back to your posts."

The crew nodded in near unison and went back to prepping the ship. War'en looked at Oren-De for a moment waiting for further orders and, upon receiving nothing but an awkward stare, he moved to the Engineering console. Talona Roberts moved to one in the bridge's rear. Oren-De watched the crew for a moment before moving to the captain's chair and, with a brief hesitation, sat down in it.

"Engineering, report."

War'en looked back at the new captain. "All systems are checking out as optimal, sir."

"Excellent. Helm, pull us away from Stardock."

"Yes, sir."

The crew operated in silence as Shrel received confirmation from the Stardock traffic control. Soon the Pandora was slowly pulling away from its docking area and moving through the vast flight corridors of the station. All eyes were on the viewscreen as it transitioned into a vast field of stars, punctuated by the high traffic of ships around the station. The Pandora sailed out the traffic surrounding Earth and into the more open expanse of Sol's interplanetary space.

"Captain, we have received permission to warp from Stardock traffic control. Awaiting heading."

"Very well. Set a course for Kinet IV, warp factor 5."

"Course laid in. Initiating warp drive."

Every officer seemed to hold their breath as the sound of the warp engines activating hummed through the ship. All Starfleet officers had heard the embarrassing stories of a ship's engines malfunctioning for one reason or another under a new captain. When the stars began to streak by the viewscreen, War'en finally felt himself completely relax. There was something about the sight that just made everything feel like it was returning to normal.

Hmmm... this is an interesting idea. I'd definitely be up for trying this out. The most difficult part would be finding the appropriate backgrounds within the game, especially with the lack of ship interiors. Though, I guess you could the less-populated areas of the Starbases until they get the ship interiors up and running.

Sure, count me in. I'd even be up for writing the first issue if no one else wants to do it.

One tool that could help, though I've never used it, is the MashON tool that was developed for Champions Online. However, since it just uses screenshots as assets, it should work for Star Trek Online as well. It can be found here: http://www.champions-online.com/mashon/start

Nick, Thank you for being a pioneer and keeper of history; the events at Stonewall shall always be remembered thanks to people like you who are willing to keep the torch of truth and liberty alive. Wishing you the best from here to the stars and much appreciation above all else for building a fleet that can truly take anyone where no one has gone before.Sincerely, Zander Hawk

Yay.. Green text!! :D Thanks Nick!

You guys are so awesome.

Every hour I go and look at this.

I'm not very experienced in role play, but I was wondering if any of you that are would be interested in starting a sort of comic book.

The basic idea would be you all would write a story line and then act it out in game using bridges, space battles, ground missions and what not, take pictures of the action, crop them and paste them together and add text bubbles to each image.

If there's a good number of you interested in this, I'd put you together as a Task Force and you can work together as a group.

I'd help whenever needed. I can help with the editing of the photos and putting it together if you'd need me to.

We've been having a javascript problem for awhile now, but I think I finally fixed it.

it actually seems to work today. The particular error that was happening is "well known" (by us web developer types) to be caused by javascript problems.

[Episode 1.1]

Stardate 87706.8, Sol Stardock

The air inside the USS Pandora was a bit on the tense side. Starfleet personnel quickly walked its corridors in silence, exchanging only the briefest of greetings as they went about their business. A male Trill with black hair, dressed in the trademark gold of Starfleet Engineering and on his way to the turbolift, did his best to maintain an air of calm around himself, however he wasn't sure how well he was succeeding. He glanced at a nearby screen that displayed, among other information, the time.

1045. He'll be arriving soon...

He turned a corner and saw the turbolift doors ahead of him. He couldn't understand why he was so nervous. The sound of quick footsteps made him look over his shoulder. A young Human ensign dressed in blue strode up next to him.

"You doing alright, War?"

Lieutenant War'en Lok let out a sigh. "As alright as I can be. I'll just be glad when this is over and we can finally get back to some normalcy on this ship."

Ensign Chet Redwing gave the Trill a sympathetic look. "Relax. It's not like he's going to throw you out the airlock or anything. Hell, he's probably even more nervous than you are. After all, you are giving command over to him."

The pair reached the turbolift doors, which slid open with their characteristic hiss.

"Bridge."

As soon as the door shut behind them, War'en took a deep breath and then let it out slowly. Redwing noticed and, before War'en could stop him, touched the turbolift control panel and brought it to a complete stop.

"Red, what are yo--"

War'en was immediately silenced by Redwing pulling him into a sudden kiss. He relaxed almost instantaneously and the tensions seemed to melt out of that one, solitary place in the Pandora. After a moment that wasn't long enough for either of them, Red pulled back and gave him a smile. War'en looked at the man's dark face, accented by the tattoo around his left eye.

"War'en, relax. Everything will go fine."

War'en nodded, the two separated, and Redwing restarted the turbolift.

"Besides, look at it this way: how often do you get to meet an Enhasan?"

War'en rolled his eyes with a small grin. "I knew it. You're just excited to meet a new species."

"There's only five in all of Starfleet, and this Commander Emun was one of the first to join! How can you not be excited about getting to meet someone like this, let alone work with him!?"

War'en just shook his head with a smirk as the turbolift stopped and its doors slid open. While he was starting to feel anxious again, he was nowhere near as tense as before. He quickly glanced at Redwing, who was now assuming his post at the bridge's Science console. As he walked to the captain's chair, he spoke to the blond woman manning one of the two consoles at the ship's front.

"Ensign Roberts, how is Pandora today?"

The half-Romulan turned toward him and gave a small smile. War'en could tell that it was a nervous one. The grief tattoo on her forehead and nose still brought him a pang of sadness, even though she'd had it for two weeks now.

"All systems are at optimal levels. It's like we--"

Talona stopped for a moment and her expression faltered before she recovered and spoke again. "-- like she's fresh out of the box, sir."

War'en gave her a nod, acting as if he hadn't noticed. "Ensign Shrel, any news from Stardock?"

The Bajoran gave a nod and looked over his shoulder back toward War'en. "Yes, sir. I just received word that Commander Emun is on his way to the Pandora via shuttlecraft. I've already notified the shuttle bay to be ready to receive him."

War'en nodded, then realized the bridge was looking at him expectantly. He cleared his throat and tried his best confident grin.

"Thank you, everyone. I'm incredibly proud of the work you've all done, and I know that Commander Emun will be as well."

Tolana and Redwing smiled while Chet offered a small nod before they returned to their work. War'en took a seat in the chair he had been occupying for the last few weeks and suddenly realized that, while he was for the most part glad to be handing over the responsibilities he had had to assume, he was also going to miss them a little.

Maybe someday...

Congrats! You are really so deserving of this. Thank you for all you do!

Enjoy Nick!!

Captain's personal log, stardate 86461.8.

The Bonaventure has had a bit of downtime today. We've had a very eventful first voyage out into the sectors of space, and I'm finding this vessel to handle itself much better than the Manchester. The Manchester is a sturdy little ship, but it's nice to have a ship that is truly my own, rather than taken over from a fallen captain.

The ladder from Ensign has been a fast one so far. I hear I'm not the only one who's been practically thrown up the rungs after the encounter with the strange-acting Borg vessels.

The Borg...

I don't think we expected to see them again for some time yet. Though they weren't as powerful as when encountered at Wolf 359, they were still formidable foes. Having never been to Wolf 359, I used our downtime to warp into the sector. What I saw was...

I have a hard time describing. The dead hulls of the ships floating in space around a Federation beacon...knowing each one of those lifeless hunks out there had once been filled with life, with purpose. Officers, their families...children.

Our bridge was silent. Eyes just riveted to the screen, watching the ships float by. This was loss. War is loss. And I can't help but to wonder how many more graveyards like this we will see. The Borg, the Dominion War...and now another, a mere three decades later.

No matter to what end, it shows one constant. We can change, people can evolve, live die...but war...war never changes. And once again...we prepare. But at what cost?