"I see how peoples are set against one another, and in silence, unknowingly, foolishly, obediently, innocently slay one another."
-Erich Maria Remarque-
-Erich Maria Remarque-
In the wake of the Shinzon incident just years prior, there is tension as the Federation scrambles to handle issues of overcrowding, resource allocation, racism, and dealing with shifting power dynamics amongst the galactic powers. As old allies fall silent, unwilling to provide aid with the crisis, fallen enemies are slowly rebuilding.
In 2387, an aging starship that was built for war, the USS Moore, must step up to help preserve the fragile peace, that its officers fought so hard for, and is now in danger of collapsing from within.
The USS Moore is a Prometheus class ship set in an alternate timeline, where instead of the Hobus star going supernova, the Glintara binary stars within the Romulan Empire do. This Sim sets out to explore the mature themes of racism, war, death, loyalty and one’s own principals. It openly challenges the utopian ideals of Star Trek in an effort to understand both our fellow man, ourselves and the darkness within.
Experienced players are welcome, as this is a fast-paced, action-oriented character driven Sim that has a strong desire for collaboration on the story by all who join us.
This Sim is 18+ only with a rating of 333 and is more in line with Star Trek: Deep Space Nine in regards to themes, tone and style.
Latest Mission Posts
» Duty and Honor
Mission: Year One: Strange Bedfellows
Posted on Wed May 21st, 2025 @ 6:26am by Commander Steven Greco & Commander Calvin 'Cal' Maraj
Stepping off the turbolift with the new commanding officer, Steve did his best to be as professional as possible. He had no idea what it was Starfleet saw in the man to give him command of the Moore over himself. With a glance at Maraj, he stepped on the bridge. "It's this way to the ready room....sir." He added reluctantly to the officer standing over him as he crossed the bridge so they could down to work bringing him up to speed on their current assignment and the crew.
Cal knew where they ready room was. He'd served on a…
» Win by Submission
Mission: Year One: Strange Bedfellows
Posted on Mon May 19th, 2025 @ 1:42pm by 1st Lieutenant Kes Th’relnal & Lieutenant T'Mara
Kes leaned back and took a sip as he watched the two combatants squared off in the arena. They wore brightly coloured outfits that shimmered in the bright lights. The crowd chanted for their favourites and jeered the opposition. Their antenna waved back and forth as the announcers made colour commentary about their feud that'd been going for the last six months.
It'd been forever since he'd gotten to see a match live, and now with everything going on and his commission being extended, it would be a long time before he got another chance. Watching it on a screen…
» Put It On My Tab
Mission: Year One: Strange Bedfellows
Posted on Wed May 14th, 2025 @ 11:15am by Commander Calvin 'Cal' Maraj & Lieutenant Dashku Zhevou
Riotous laughter could be heard even from outside The DMZ, some old songs from the war floated through the air, all sung out but still the buzz they created had lit the lounge alive.
The news of a new CO sends scuttlebutt into overdrive and whilst it was sad what happened to Captain Stryvek Cal could do nothing about it. His job now was to boost the crew, get to know them and them he. Cal was always a larger than life kind of guy, never shy and always game for a laugh.
Don't get him wrong, he knew his…
» Two Gold Pips
Mission: Year One: Strange Bedfellows
Posted on Mon Apr 28th, 2025 @ 12:27am by Commander Calvin 'Cal' Maraj & Lieutenant T'Mara
Calvin had been given a run down of recent events, given the who's who of the crew and had been given the evaluations he'd asked for from each department head of their departments and how they feel they were operating. In doing this he'd also given other department heads the task of evaluating another department other than their own for a more impartial view and asked for a report from the XO and 2XO of their thoughts.
Tedious jobs for sure, and an even more tedious read but he found this to be a good source of information and somewhere…
» Apologies and Understandings
Mission: Year One: Strange Bedfellows
Posted on Sun Apr 20th, 2025 @ 9:51am by Lieutenant Evelyn Stewart & Lieutenant T'Mara
Stewart had just stepped off the turbolift to head for her quarters before the boxing match when she spotted T'Mara rounding the corner. "Doctor..." She called out, trotting to catch up with the Vulcan woman.
T'Mara tilted her head slightly, a subtle cue that she was uncertain. Stewart had no reason to speak with her that she could deduce...and that made it instantly suspect. The two women had not had an easy introduction, and their exchanges--such as they were--were anything but cordial. "Yes, Lieutenant? Do you require medical assistance?" She looked the human woman up and down, searching for an…
Latest Personal Logs
» Time to Move On
Posted on Wed Mar 27th, 2024 @ 12:59am by Lieutenant T'Mara
Starfleet Medical Center – San Fransisco, Earth - 2387
T’Mara arrived at the provider workroom off the 20 bed ICU where her locker and workstation were located. Her attending was already there for the morning shift and the human male strode over to her and gave one of his unnerving smiles and handed her a padd. She glanced down at it, thinking that it was nothing more than her patient assignment for the day, but considered it unusual that Commander Becker would wait around to hand deliver something so inconsequential. Normally it was tossed haphazardly on her desk.
“Well, are…
» Anger and Frustrations
Posted on Tue Feb 6th, 2024 @ 8:31pm by
Open log
Personal Log of Lily Marlow
This is my first log entry being on the USS Moore. I should have started one a few days ago however, I am still processing as to my being back on a ship, and getting to know the crew. Right now though I am trying to process what happened on the planet, it brought back unpleasant memories. However what happened on the planet makes the loss of my friend pale in comparison. No-one can truly be prepared at the wanton destruction of life that took place. Koaruh had to bring me out of…