[Mack]

We are on the last stretch of 2020 and that also means our December UFPAC is just about here! While we wait for the UFPAC - here's an opportunity to explore your creative genes & win!

How?

Getting creative and submit a Star Trek story! The story will be based on your STO character, ship and crew!

What and who determines the winner?

This is the exact reason why the STO Division Command has collaborated with WelshAvenger, Commanding Officer of Ares Roleplay Division. He will be one of the panel judges. According to WelshAvenger, the criteria of the submission will be based upon characters, scenario, creativity and writing style. Along with WelshAvenger, Sul-Mutuul & STO Command teams will play a role in judging the submissions as well!

What qualifies a submission?

• An appropriate story format, for example, CLICK HERE
• Minimum: 400 words. Exceeding 400 words is alright as well!
• Remember to give your story a title!
• Last Date of Submission: 15th December 2020

The Competition Rules:

• Must be a CL3 UFP Member or above clearance for entree to be eligible
• Hosts and judges of this competition may not partake (CL6, STO Command, WelshAvenger & Sul-Mutuul)
• No use of real word personas, unless it's required for part of a background story (i.e. it's ok to use Neil Armstrong as inspiration for a character but not to use the President of the US to demean them).
• Reference to real world event should be well mannered and not trying to cause offense.
• Reference to Trek canon should be accurate if used; no making up stuff to suit your narrative.
• Use of other UFP members/fleet member's characters only with their permission.
• Plagiarism from other's work is not ok (either here in UFP or elsewhere).
• Entries must adhere to the UFP Code of Conduct, as for any other use of the forum.
• Fancy formatting not required (because we've not all got degrees in English language and formatting of written word) but it should be fairly easy to read.

Prizes:

First Place

• Forum Achievement: The Never Ending Sacrifice
• 1x T6 Ship Coupon (100% Discount on Zen Store ship of your choice)!
• 1x Experimental Ship Upgrade Tokens!
• The main character of your story will be written and have a guest appearance in one of the upcoming Ares Roleplay write ups!

Second Place

• 2x Experimental Ship Upgrade Tokens!
• The main character of your story will be written and have a guest appearance in one of the upcoming Ares Roleplay write ups!

Participation

• Forum Achievement: Aspiring Author

Disclaimer: By entering the contest you agree that the UFP are allowed to use your story for community purposes. Article 10 rules of our Code of Conduct apply to this contest too.

[WelshAvenger]

Good luck everyone, I can't wait to see your submissions!

[Chris Wilkinson]

What's the closing date for submissions? I don't think it was mentioned.

[Mack]

What's the closing date for submissions? I don't think it was mentioned.

Woops! I've updated this! The end of submission date is 15 December. It's terribly close to UFPAC itself, but we also want to be able to give everyone the opportunity to write up a proper story!

[Kerry Malone]

Just curious - I assume the stories are submitted in here?

[Mack]

Just curious - I assume the stories are submitted in here?

Indeed

[darthnovawave]

Personal Log, Supplemental, Admiral Syfir recording.

The U.S.S. Horcrux has successfully returned to the 25th century at the intended space-time coordinates after our most recent temporal jump. Unfortunately we were unable to identify any new links between Vulcans, Romulans, and what humans of the past called "elves", nor were we successful at uncovering any new "magic" that could be converted into 25th century offensive applications of science despite Commander Rumi collecting 20 new Dunegons and Dragons manual during are most recent reconnaissance foray into the late 20th century.

I suspect part of our most recent failures in these anthropological investigations may be due to my crew still being on edge. Commander Fom unfortunately encountered an unexplained variance in the temporal rift he opened that sent the ship and crew to Earth year 2020...again. He continues to stay in the brig until I determine what to do with him. In the meantime Dr. Eelz has been burning bataret incense throughout the ship to ward off the pah-wraiths she suspects are the cause of the misfortunes of those dark times, possibly in connection to Captain Sisko's temporal insertion into the Bell riots a few years later.

At least this time I have assurance from my chief engineer Commander Prinzi that the level 10 force field around the warp core is stable. I'm still not convinced the crew has completely recovered from the last time the warp reactor started burning bataret incense. Dr. Eelz and Subcommander Xanem have made it a personal game of theirs to get me to consume another half barrel of bloodwine and dance all night again. I assure them that it is only Admiral Tuvok personally that doesn't dance and that most Vulcans are actually very adept dancers. I fear that I may have to reach out to retired Admiral Riker yet again for more evidence of Tuvok's rhythmic impairment. The last time cost me a case of pre-supernova Romulan ale, but at our last meeting Riker hinted the next favor might cost another batch of unrefined Ketracel White for "pizza night". Despite my training as a graduate of both the Vulcan Science Academy and Starfleet Academy, I've learned there are just some questions not to ask, such as Riker's inexplicable position as a kingpin of Starfleet's black market despite his retirement several years ago.

Computer, pause recording....

Computer, resume recording. We've just received orders from Starfleet Command. Aakar is attempting to stage a prison break at Rura Penthe...again. I've already asked Commander Rumi to reconfirm our space-time coordinates, but we are setting course to rendezvous with a task force of other nearby ships to stop him and asked Subcommander Xanem to prepare antivirus safeguards on our computers. I am due on the bridge momentarily so I will close my log here for now. Computer, encrypt my personal log with security algorithm Syfir-21693-Beta and stop recording.

[Emmy]

Are we supposed to write our stories here? I love to write stories

[Sul-Matuul]

Are we supposed to write our stories here? I love to write stories

Yup you submit them here.

Looking forward to what people have in store!

[RagnrockS7G]

will everyone's story be posted here? I cant wait to see what people can write in such a great setting, I feel star trek has one of the base lines to write in as the way its set leaves many levels to explore in any storey but that's just me haha

[WelshAvenger]

will everyone's story be posted here? I cant wait to see what people can write in such a great setting, I feel star trek has one of the base lines to write in as the way its set leaves many levels to explore in any storey but that's just me haha

Yep, this is place for everyone to post their short stories.

[Kerry Malone]

Admiral’s Personal Log, Stardate 98523.47

I continue to be amazed at the fact that both myself and the USS Achilles appear to be the only Starfleet officer and ship able to deal with pretty much every single calamity and issue that occurs in any of the four quadrants of the galaxy. Surely at some point there’s going to be time to actually ‘sleep’, but somehow I sincerely doubt it. Admiral Quinn seems to have me on speed-dial anytime there’s even the slightest issue somewhere in the Federation, and how these damn Klingons seem able to just communicate with me out of the blue and give me orders is beyond me…

You’d feel that being a Fleet Admiral would put me at some degree of seniority over other officers in the fleet, like Captain Shon or others who presume to tell me what I should be doing. Surely it should be the other way around and they should be asking me what they should be doing?! It gets a bit grating at times when someone who is on first name terms with every major political figure in a half-dozen major powers is being told what to do by random ship commanders.

As we speak, the USS Achilles is hurtling towards the Solanae Dyson Sphere to help deal with the Voth who are taking over positions within the sphere’s interior. Why? How many times must we go back there and kill the Voth? Didn’t we come to a peace accord with them? Why are they invading AGAIN?! And why is it when I’ve helped secure the bloody place at great personal risk with other fellow officers, defeated the big ass T-Rex’s that have massive friggin’ LAZER BEAMS ON THEIR HEADS, do the stupid defence teams I arranged to guard critical infrastructure just ‘ALLOW’ the Voth to come back and take it over again, thus resulting in me doing it all over again?!

Then there’s Task Force Omega, who seem to do nothing other than complain about the Borg and insist I sort it all out, yet no sooner than I complete it than after thirty minutes, I’m being called back to deal with it! How many times do I have to destroy the Borg Queen’s pointy little ship thing! You’d think with the laws of economics, at some point they’d run out of raw resources to keep building those massive dreadnaught guns! The Tholians, the Breen, the Tzenkethi… it never ends!

Right now I have more ribbons and medals than I have body to display them on. I have so much Gold Pressed Latinum that I have a floor display in the middle of my crew lounge made up of massive bricks of Latinum. Then lets not forget that whenever I’m at the exchange looking up the price of items I’ve collected, some inconsiderate fool drops a party-ball that has Q’s nefarious powers in it somehow that compels everyone around it to dance! It’s so tiring to just stop what I’m doing to dance!!

But… it’s all for the greater good, right? I mean, it makes perfect sense that the most powerful ship at my disposal is from the 2250’s with time-ship fighters to help me in battle, using a mix of various species technology to boost my weapons systems that herald from a mix of timelines? Or that it makes perfect sense for my fellow Admirals to be out there flying in Tzenkethi Dreadnaughts or Xindi ships from the 2150's…

My first officer, Commander Alexia, seems to think I’m overthinking things, but I do wonder at the state of the universe when it all comes down to one Admiral and her temporal anomaly of a starship. Commander Klomp, or ‘Mister Potato’ as we call him, says that the Hierarchy put great value on being able to predict the outcome of events, which apparently I provide. Commander Avoor however seems to think that it doesn’t matter so long as she’s able to fire off her big ass Boolean Heavy Assault Cannon.

Commander Sara seems to provide the most sense out of the whole thing by saying that the best are always picked to take on the tough jobs because they’re the one’s who can be relied upon to get it done. Still… surely there is an entire StarFLEET out there to carry some of the load?!

Well, as I prepare, yet again, to go quell the mess in the Dyson Sphere, I am reminded of something that my grandmother once said; “Where there’s a hero to follow, the universe shall be as sheep…”

End log…

[darthnovawave]

Well, there goes my master plan to sweep the awards by being the only entry...

[Kerry Malone]

Well, there goes my master plan to sweep the awards by being the only entry...

Now you might have to win on the merits!

[darthnovawave]

Now you might have to win on the merits!

...I'm doomed...