IN THE 23RD CENTURY.....
Klingon raiders, Orion pirates and Gorn hunters have been problems along the Neutral Zone and the Federation's Rim for decades, but a fragile political balance has held fast since the 2260's. The Federation maintains peace and authority on its side of the Neutral Zone with a chain of deep space stations.
Deep Space Station Lambda-2 is one such outpost. It lies precariously close to Klingon space between Donatu and Arcanis Sectors. The Starship Proxima is part of Starfleet's first line of defense there. Recently refitted, the Proxima boasts the most advanced layout of the venerable Constitution-class starships to date.
Genesis
Project Genesis and its fallout has dramatically altered- by some reckoning, destroyed- any semblance of the status quo. The Klingons are sure its a weapon. Various criminal syndicates want to steal the technology. Some Federation worlds are uncomfortable with the idea.
Klingon raiders- often from Houses D'Ghor, Kor and Duras- have begun brazenly violating the Neutral Zone to harass shipping and test Federation mettle. There is even concern that Romulan agents could be attempting to pit the Klingons and Federation against one another. The Hegemony remains enigmatic to their neighbors and care little about this "world-making," but sense an opportunity to restock the larders of their hunting ships and hatchery worlds.
Latest Mission Posts
» Sickbay
Mission: Prelude: The Gathering
Posted on Sat Oct 4th, 2025 @ 8:22pm by Doctor Kim Standish & Lieutenant Lioren Daeval
The lights in Sickbay were cooler than the rest of the ship. Not dim, but neutral, clinical. The air carried the faint tang of sterilization fields and warmed instrument panels, undercut by a sharp botanical note, like antiseptic with a sense of purpose. It was quiet, for now. A few biobeds stood in standby, their monitors idly blinking, as if waiting for someone to matter.
Lieutenant Daeval stepped through the doors with a calm, practiced pace. He wore his uniform jacket fastened, the sharp lines settled over his frame with a kind of ceremonial grace. A small case in his…
» Flyby
Mission: Prelude: The Gathering
Posted on Mon Sep 29th, 2025 @ 10:20pm by Captain Mac Sullivan & Lieutenant Commander Kirak & Lieutenant Eve West & Lieutenant Lioren Daeval
The corridor leading to the docking bay was quiet, save for the distant hiss of hydraulic doors and the occasional echo of boots on duranium flooring panels. The station personnel moved briskly around corners, exchanging clipped updates or pulling cargo crates toward waiting transport vessels. Deep Space Station Lambda-2 wasn’t glamorous, but it was functional. Cold, clean, and orderly in the way only am outpost on the edge of the patrol lanes could be.
Lioren Daeval stood with his hands clasped loosely behind his back near the access gate to Shuttle A-9. His travel satchel rested neatly by his feet,…
» Living in box
Mission: Regula Gambit
Posted on Wed Sep 24th, 2025 @ 4:49am by Captain Mac Sullivan & Lieutenant Alijas Dyrgen
[Space Lab Regula One]
The cards slapped against the makeshift table as Reeves dealt another hand, the security team's laughter echoing through the cramped quarters they'd set up in Regula One's auxiliary lab. Weeks of this assignment had worn down their initial vigilance to a dull routine of waiting while their "specialist" did whatever it was he did with those Genesis databases.
"Full house, ladies and gentlemen," Rodriguez declared, slapping down a winning hand while Chen groaned and Morrison muttered something about "damn lucky streaks." Reeves was already shuffling for the next round, and even Ka'rel's stoic expression showed the…
» Still Has that New Car Smell
Mission: Prelude: The Gathering
Posted on Fri Aug 29th, 2025 @ 7:11pm by Lieutenant Commander Jethro "Jet" Romanowski & Captain Mac Sullivan
Main Engineering on a starship was always a buzz of activity whether in spacedock or not. The constant thruming sounds from the warp core, the slight radiant heat from the injector manifolds, and not to mention the constant sound of buttons being pressed, spanners being turned, and orders being given, made for a scene of organized chaos. And it was in the midst of this organized chaos that the Proxima's Chief Engineer stood at the primary status board. Jethro Romanowski, or Jet as he is referred to, stood in his engineering jumpsuit staring at the main status board with his…
» Stick Out Your Thumb
Mission: Prelude: The Gathering
Posted on Wed Aug 27th, 2025 @ 7:06pm by Doctor Kim Standish & Lieutenant Commander Kirak & Ensign Eugene Fredricks
[Shuttlecraft Hermes]
[MD 1 0945 Hours]
"Are you serious?"
The exhalation of deep frustration emanated from the pilot's seat where Ensign Fredricks sat, hands on his thighs, staring at the navigational panel. In front of him were the usual readouts, helm controls, communications array, engine reports. But a few of them were lit up red and were blinking as if the demanding red color was simply insufficient to capture any true flyboy's attention.
"This was supposed to be a milk run," he muttered darkly before punching at a control he'd already tried to engage four times without success. Annoyed he…
Latest Personal Logs
» Stardate 8233.4
Posted on Sun Jun 22nd, 2025 @ 6:00pm by Lieutenant Commander Kirak
Commander's Log... Stardate 8233.4.
Shuttlecraft Toliman is en route to Deep Space Station Lambda-2 near the Klingon planet Krios Prime. I have left Federation space and am traveling along non-aligned shipping lanes- the Ardana-Valt Trade Corridor. Ardanan authorities sent Starfleet a code yellow notice of Klingon raiding activities in the area over the last month. I am monitoring an Orion hauling craft on a parallel course bearing 251 mark 011.
I have been reassigned from the U.S.S. Ibn Battuta to the U.S.S. Proxima as First Officer and Chief Navigator. My databanks confirms The Proxima is one of the remaining Constitution-class…