Come rest your heels among friends and let me tell you a story..
It's for people like us.
The gamblers, the risk takers, heart breakers, the restless. This is our swath of opportunity. It's our chance to touch the stars that our ancestors only dreamed of. To build bridges and tear down walls, create, destroy, defend and employ that our future- our children and their's- may one day never see how cold and dark these stars can truly be.
These are our stories. This is our time. We are the crew of the Langport.
Latest News Items
Posted on Fri Apr 8th, 2016 @ 8:15pm by Commander Rohana O'Touvelli in General News
Also please welcome our new chief science officer Linnea. One spot left that I'd like to fill (security chief) and we're golden folks! Let's start causing trouble!
Posted on Fri Apr 8th, 2016 @ 12:08pm by Commander Rohana O'Touvelli in General News
If you haven't already, please welcome back Echo and give a shout out to our new player LTJH Sullivan. Now that we have a counselor on board, I expect you all to pop in for a visit.
Posted on Tue Mar 15th, 2016 @ 10:52pm by Commander Rohana O'Touvelli in General News
After being mothballed for the last four years, the USS Langport has come out of commission for a new crew. The former crew of the USS Kingdom have come over to take up the ship: however busted it might be.
If you're lost or lonely, recovering, hiding or simply have pissed off some admiral by kissing his daughter - the Langport is here for you. We're currently accepting applications for:
-Chief of Security
-Chief Operations Officer
-Chief Science Officer
-Aerospace Wing CO
As well as every assistant and support role. Whatever positions are not filled when the player cap reaches 10 will be filled by NPCs in order to keep the sim manageable. We look forward to gaming with you soon!
Latest Mission Posts
Linnea puckered the area between her eyes, the mousians fur wrinkled in thin rolls as she grasped the end of her tail and started to run her paws up it. She felt at least two bumped areas on it and knew that it would be a while before she got…
As one of her minions had reminded her, Hel hadn't had her physical done yet. It was always interesting, for the near-white skinned female who needs special light-dimming contacts to not be blinded by normal light levels to explain that she was, in fact, just your regular, ISO-standard human. Well,…
Strong sensations of déjà vu accompanied Echo as she was escorted down a maze of hallways within the starbase’s sizable detention block. She was handcuffed, as usual, given the combined nature of her training and charges. Echo was more or less used to that by now, which in a way…
"Alrighty, ladies and germs, it's moving day!" Brenan shouted as he waltzed into the first location that they'd deemed was not legally binding and definitely in violation of... pretty much everything that Star Fleet stood for, flanked by armed security officers.
"Pack it up and... what the hell?" Brenan suddenly…
Hel was only now starting to make a dent in the enormous 'to do' list, a list so long and legendary that were she a Klingon, she would write a song about her struggles to get through it. Structural integrity, artificial gravity, life support and main engines were now finally…