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Star Trek: Phoenix - Maelstrom S2 E1 |
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Written by Andy Davenport
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JUNE 20TH 2380.
Since the return to Earth, there had been very little cause for celebration. Today was definitely ranked amongst one of the many bad days that the senior staff of the former starship Phoenix, had recently endured. The hill overlooking the bay, in the grounds of Starfleet Headquarters was usually a popular tourist spot for people relaxing, having a picnic, or students studying. The vibrant multi coloured hues of the vegetation, with the sun overhead regularly beaming through a cloudless blue sky, made it the ideal spot to take time out. But today none of this rang true, as it was devoid of the usual activity including the usual joggers. The weather grid was offline, as requested in the Admiral’s will. She had requested that on the day of her burial, or memorial, that it was her desire to let the weather occur naturally, and to let mother nature decide the day.
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TEABATE - A Short Star Trek Story |
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Written by Dee TS
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The morning coffee was the colour of ditch water and tasted worse. Kirk spat the bitter brew back into his cup and pushed it aside, wrinkling his short nose in disgust. Making a mental note to berate the galley chief before lunch, he suspected the state of the beverage was due more to the quality (or lack of it) of the product than the method of its brewing.
The three senior officers of the USS Enterprise were gathered around a table in the Officer’s Mess Hall, close to the single exit. There they watched a steady trail of dissatisfied ‘customers’ discard briefly sampled cups of ‘ditch water’ into the garbage disposal chute, then wander off back to their duty stations; voicing their concerns over the apparent steady decline in catering standards aboard ship. Doctor McCoy could sympathise with their dissatisfaction.
“The one thing any self-respecting, hard working officer on this ship can hopefully expect in the morning is a good cup of Columbian grade coffee. Without that, all hope for the galaxy is lost..” He grumbled, half choking on a mouthful of the brew. “We could just as well be drinking engineering lubricant. In fact I‘m sure we are.”
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CHEESE - A Star Trek Story |
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Written by Dee TS
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White hot, exquisite, consuming agony ripped into him. Every nerve fibre of his body enflamed, wrenched and contorted. Blood surged to his brain. Noise loud, pulsating, drumming in his ears. Kirk gasped a lungful of stagnant air. Expelled it in a sudden involuntary scream as his body arched against the torture. A spasmodic reaction. He had no control, no will. Only pain. Eyes squeezed shut as he fought to bury it. To force it down. Control. Had to gain control of his senses.
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Written by James Goulding (themiliton)
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Sunday, 14 February 2010 15:21 |
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My first week in Star Trek online has been a combination of a steep learning curve and an immense amount of fun. It all starts when the game loads, and you hear what I have to say is some exceptional music. Inspired with awe and eager to blow up some Klingons I set about creating my first character.
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Voyager Episode Reviews - Part 1 |
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Written by Sharon Miller
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Here's another collection of great Star Trek series episode reviews from Sharon Miller (Starbuck). This time she you her reviews on the first 6 episodes of the 1st season of ST:Voyager-
E01 - Caretaker
E02 - Parallax
E03 - Time and Again
E04 - Phage
E05 - The Cloud
E06 - Eye of the Needle
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Fan Fiction
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Written by Andy Davenport
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EARTH YEAR 2284:
EARTH, SOL SECTOR:
STARFLEET HEADQUARTERS, SAN FRANCISCO.
CHIEF OF STAFF, ADMIRAL CARTWRIGHT’S OFFICE.
PROJECT GENESIS MEETING.
Peace.
Everyone seemed to have an answer.
But even some species shared the same nature as Terrans.
Lance Cartwright was always convinced that no matter how much sensibility has evolved in the human race over the centuries, the nature to destroy oneself was in the shadows, but ever present.
Buried in the unconscious mind, awaiting the key, the trigger, to unleash armageddon.
The Klingons didn’t hide their basic raw behaviour, yet humans did.
That, in his mind, is what made the Federation weak, and ripe for the pickings.
The constant snapping at the heels of the Federation from the likes of the Gorn, Romulans, Klingons, and Tholians, would never end.
He didn’t doubt for a second that the next first contact that took place between Starfleet & a hostile race, would, at some point, like it always does, result in a territorial dispute, fleet ambush, colony skirmish, or political posturing.
Peace.
No one ever learned. |
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Voyager Episode Reviews - Part 2 |
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Written by Sharon Miller
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Here's another collection of great Star Trek series episode reviews from Sharon Miller (Starbuck). This time she gives you her reviews of episodes in the 1st season of ST:Voyager-
E07 - Ex Post Facto
E08 - Emanations
E09 - Prime Factors
E10 - State of Flux
E11 - Heroes and Demons
E12 - Cathexis
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Fan Fiction
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Written by Marc Farrimond
Typhon Expanse, Typhon Sector. April 17th 2295
It had been almost seventeen minutes since life support on the USS Isis had begun to fail, the last volley from the Zinti cruiser, and most of the crew of the Excelsior class starship were already unconscious or lapsing on the brink of oblivion. The bridge had seen better days, sparking wires and ODN relays hung from almost every conduit, casting eerie shadows on the now poorly lit command deck. Oxygen and life support were almost depleted and the few officers on the bridge who were conscious found themselves unable to do a damn thing about it. Soon it would be all over and the running battle with the Zinti at an end for good.
Captain Rachel Shepherd found it getting harder to breathe with each passing moment and fought tooth and nail with every will of her being to stay awake. All around her Rachel could see that her trusted friends and colleagues were succumbing to the lack of air and she silently prayed that the end would come quickly for them. Her eyes felt heavy like lead curtains trying desperately to close and she struggled to keep them open, sleep was ebbing every closer and seemed welcoming but she knew deep down in her soul that if she slept she would never wake. |
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Captain's Log - Stardate 27.10.2009 |
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Hello Everyone.
Welcome to a slightly overdue Captain’s Log.
Well, firstly I wanted to welcome all the new members that I haven’t yet welcomed. We are now 75 strong and growing. This is thanks to the efforts of the Senior Officers, placing the cards and posters where you obviously found them. I also wanted to mention that it's really nice to see that the members are wide ranging, of all ages and a mix of both sexes (see Trek fandom definitely isn't just a Male thing!!) |
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