"We shall nobly save, or meanly lose, the last best hope."
-Abraham Lincoln-
-Abraham Lincoln-
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.
All players are welcome, but this Sim is recommended for experienced players 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 rated 16+ and is more in line with Star Trek: Deep Space Nine in regards to themes, tone and style.
Latest Mission Posts
» 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…
» Lowered Guard
Mission: Year One: Strange Bedfellows
Posted on Wed Mar 19th, 2025 @ 9:00am by Lieutenant Evelyn Stewart & Lieutenant JG Koaruh Avestro
Stewart focused on her breath as best she could, following it inward. It didn't take long for her to hear and feel a familiar presence within herself and she broke her concentration. Glancing her quarters from the vantage point of her meditation corner. With a deep sigh, the lieutenant squeezed hard from the outer edge of her eyes to the bridge of her nose in frustration. Slumping in defeat, Evelyn let her posture slouch before she rose from the floor and made her way over to the small table of her newly restocked supply of alcohol. At least the Orion…
» Truths and Understandings
Mission: Year One: Strange Bedfellows
Posted on Fri Feb 28th, 2025 @ 10:47am by Commander Steven Greco & Lieutenant Dashku Zhevou
It was later in the evening and Dashku had gotten back to her quarters after her shift, gotten changed out of her uniform into a burgundy Andorian silk pajama set, a simply pair of shorts that tied in the front and a short sleave, button up shirt that had the top couple buttons undone. She'd taken her raven colored hair out of the braid and brushed it so it was flowing down over her shoulders and back. She was about to settle on one of the sofas in her quarters when the chime rang and she couldn't help the slightly…
» Awkward Conversations
Mission: Year One: Strange Bedfellows
Posted on Fri Feb 28th, 2025 @ 10:33am by Lieutenant Commander Keishara Davaris & Commander Steven Greco
Steve sat back in his chair as he reviewed the duty roster for the upcoming security shifts, looking to figure out the best rotation with the chief of security while they focused on securing primary areas. "I think we should put Matthews on Beta Shift on auxiliary bridge. After the incident in the auxiliary engineering, we can't take too many chances." He said while glancing up at Keishara from his PaDD.
Taking in his words Keishara nodded. "I think Sam is ready for some more responsibility to I'd say that's fine. He's came a long way in the past 6…
» Torn Asunder
Mission: Year One: Strange Bedfellows
Posted on Wed Feb 26th, 2025 @ 10:32am by Commander Steven Greco & Lieutenant Evelyn Stewart & Lieutenant T'Mara
Commander Greco looked over the latest requests on the duty roster for Engineering from the Conn. He handed it to the ensign with a quiet thanks to send down to Baaru for implementation. With a sigh he sat restlessly in the seat. They were still more than a week away from Betazed and the constant walking on eggshells when it came to the Syndicate finally started to get to him. He found himself envious that Captain Stryvek and Lieutenant Mpongo were recalled to Starfleet Security on Earth for a debrief on the situation of not only the trade agreements with…
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…