Welcome to the USS Amaterasu!

The year is 2287 the Galaxy Stands on a precipice of either a new age of exploration or spiraling into war. Tensions between the Klingon Empire and the Federation are at the highest they’ve been since open war 30 years earlier. As divided as the galaxy is, a larger division exists at the highest levels of Starfleet. Those who are ready for War with the Klingons and those that are ready for peace.


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Latest Mission Posts

» Kahless Guide Me

Mission: Mission 1: A Million Miles Away
Posted on Sat Apr 27th, 2024 @ 8:53am by Captain Velasaria Azumé & Ler'at

While the Amaterasu hung in space, drifting along the border, the large wound in her hull spewing plasma fire... Captain Ler'at of the Klingon Defense Force sat and watched. Leaning forward in his chair, fingers poised under his chin, pointed toward one another as he thought, one could have mistaken…


» Don't Rock the Boat. Pt1

Mission: Mission 1: A Million Miles Away
Posted on Sat Apr 27th, 2024 @ 8:52am by Captain Velasaria Azumé & Ensign Natsumi Nogura & Petty Officer, 1st Class Keala Kekoa

The ship groaned unnaturally as the crew scrambled to their feet, the formerly well lit bridge was now shrouded in ominous emergency red. Those few consoles with functional displays flashed warnings, their blue green interfaces flickering with the fluctuating power. Even with that lighting it was hard to see more…


» Take My Breath Away…

Mission: Mission 1: A Million Miles Away
Posted on Sun Feb 11th, 2024 @ 2:36am by Lieutenant Jennifer Matthews

Jenni had picked a hell of a time to use the refresher. It was certainly not an ideal place to be when the deckplates drop out from underneath a person, especially since the stall was such a small and restricted size. The challenge was not to steady oneself, but to…


» Just Keep Climbing

Mission: Mission 1: A Million Miles Away
Posted on Thu Feb 8th, 2024 @ 11:13am by Captain Velasaria Azumé

The acrid smell of burning plastics and plasma stung her nose. Tears fell from Velasaria's eyes as she struggled to push herself up off the deck, her hand slipping as she fell back groaning as her forehead bounced off the carpeted floor of the turbo lift. "Wha..." She tried, coughing…


Latest Personal Logs

» Last Call

Posted on Fri Mar 8th, 2024 @ 12:44am by Lieutenant Commander Benjamin Ingram Dr

The Exeter Hotel, Chicago, Earth, Sol System...sometime soon

“Of course transwarp theory was never taken seriously, it wasn’t a Vulcan who invented the premise.”

That took some air from the room, and Benjamin Ingram allowed himself a satisfied smile. These conferences were so often seen as holy ground among the…