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Our Tainted Utopia

The destruction of Mars set back Starfleet's exploration endeavors for a decade, and delayed its recovery from the Dominion War. In the wake of such devastation to it's infrastructure and morale, Starfleet pulled back. It closed and secured its borders. Starleet and Federation ideals faltered.

The unity of the Federation was tested as member worlds threatened secession over the Romulan supernova incident, and Federation humanitarian instincts were hampered by hawkish isolationism. "Let them die," had been spoken in the halls of Starfleet Command before, and it was spoken again. The Federation stumbled.

The Hope of Barzan

But a stumble is a stumble, not a fall. Starfleet forged ahead. Efforts to bring the Barzans into the Federation were slow but steady. Voices grew among a people who had largely known austere poverty and favored tight familial bonds above the interstellar society. Some wanted more for their children. Barzan delegates began the painfully slow process of bettering their world for eventual Federation membership.

The broken promise of the Barzan wormhole, now almost thirty years ago confirmed to be unstable, was looked at through fresh eyes and new technology. It could be stabilized on both ends, but it would take a lot of resources and delicate precision. The Barzan people would need more than just Federation resources. It would need a combined effort of the quadrant's polities. One of the surprising architects were the Tholians, who are guaranteed access to the wormhole for their contribution.

Pathfinder II Project

Starfleet's return to the Delta Quadrant was haphazard. Like Voyager some twenty years ago, Starfleet assets within the quadrant were forced to fend for themselves between cyclical openings of the wormhole. Several vessels were lost or went missing. One of those vessels, the venerable Ambassador-class starship Adelphi, was among those casualties and a harsh lesson learned. The species adjacent to the wormhole remained hostile and advanced technologically. Starfleet had to rethink its logistical presence: it needed a permanent outpost to support its vessels. It needed the ability to form reliable diplomatic ties.

The answer was Pathfinder Station and the Pathfinder II Project, named after its predecessor project which maintained successful contact with the starship Voyager.

WIth Pathfinder Station under construction, Starfleet has shifted strategy in the Delta Quadrant. Rather than large vessels with a lot of manpower and resources invested in them, Starfleet is deploying small, fast vessels capable of long periods between refuel and resupply. The Rhode Island-class refits of the Nova platform seemed a decent foundation. They were redesigned for autonomous, deep space mission profiles.

The first of those vessels deployed in the Delta Quadrant is the starship Sojourner.



Latest Mission Posts

» Disembarkation

Mission: Port of Call
Posted on Sun Nov 16th, 2025 @ 3:18am by Lieutenant Irynya & Ensign Noah Balsam

[Iry's Quarters]
[MD 18, 1600 Hours]

Iry's bed was littered with the detritus of packing. A few outfits. Pajamas. The requisite undergarments. The essentials for cleanliness and appearance. A tiny kit, not dissimilar to a makeup bag, held the paints and brushes she used to apply her ja'risia. It had…


» Jagged Edges and Fresh Wounds

Mission: Port of Call
Posted on Sun Nov 16th, 2025 @ 3:15am by Lieutenant Irynya & Ensign Noah Balsam

[Upper Level, Computer Core]
[Deck Two]
[1800 Hours]
The Yeoman's whistle sounded. "Damage Control Teams Alpha, Beta, Charlie are relieved. Secure your work and finish any notes, and submit your requisitions and supply needs to Commander Cross by 1830 Hours."

Clomping boots. They felt heavy. They felt rhythmic, measured. But…


» Blast Doors and Hard Truths

Mission: Port of Call
Posted on Sun Nov 16th, 2025 @ 3:04am by Lieutenant Irynya & Ensign Noah Balsam & Petty Officer 1st Class Gatien Savoir

[MD 0 concurrent with and immediately following In the Aftermath]

The lift doors had just closed with Noah inside, leaving the nurse on the frustrating end of the turbolift in the corridor. "Deck two, Arboretum, direct." He said, lifting his injured chin to address the lift.

"Deck two, sections thirteen…


» In the Aftermath

Mission: Port of Call
Posted on Sun Nov 16th, 2025 @ 2:55am by Lieutenant Commander Emni t'Nai & Lieutenant Irynya & Lieutenant JG Kestrel & Ensign Davis Bryad & Crewman Ariadne Tolbert & LMH & Captain Björn Kodak & Lieutenant Commander Victoria Cross & Lieutenant Tork & Lieutenant Axod Qo & Ensign Tamblem Dravor & Ensign Noah Balsam & Ensign Mei Ratthi & Andrew Munro & Lieutenant Cassian Maritz & Lieutenant Bailey Good & Lieutenant JG Asmar Veshun & Lieutenant JG Sheldon Parsons & Ensign Sohlare & Ensign Eekit Drol & Petty Officer 1st Class Gatien Savoir & Kaldri

[Deck 4, Main Shuttle Bay, USS Sojourner]
[MD 0, 2105 Hours]
[Immediately after The Shadow of Subrek

Despite the adrenaline still coursing through her veins and the questionable state of some of the shuttle’s systems Irynya ran through the whole shut down sequence with a meticulous, almost excessive attention to…


» Backpost: Trading Places

Mission: Port of Call
Posted on Sat Nov 8th, 2025 @ 6:01pm by Lieutenant Irynya & Ensign Tamblem Dravor

[Debbie's Diner, 0730]
[Three days after: Late Night Quiet]

There was something about joining Starfleet that trained everyone to be an early riser. At least it trained them how to manage themselves so that they could be up and functional for a shift at a variety of hours.

Doesn't mean…


Latest Personal Logs

» Finding a Path

Posted on Wed Oct 22nd, 2025 @ 5:28pm by Ensign Grosh Frav

I’ve been staring at the transfer order for an hour now. Pathfinder Station. Engineering Division, Auxiliary Systems. A quiet posting, they said. “Stable environment.” I think that’s Starfleet’s polite way of saying you’ve earned a break after almost dying.

The Sojourner feels different since the Kazon incident. The ship hums…


» Thoughts of home

Posted on Mon Sep 9th, 2024 @ 2:53am by Lieutenant Commander Victoria Cross

Queensland, some five months ago, near Auburn River National Park at sunset. The sun reflected off of the green/stoney steam of the Auburn River, and standing on the edge, Victoria stood in a bikini and shorts, a towel wrapped around her waist, a long head of bright blonde hair dangling…


» Time to play

Posted on Sat Aug 5th, 2023 @ 1:56pm by Petty Officer 3rd Class Mia

Mia Phillips

Yeoman Mia Phillips found a way to fit in. Being an Orion caused the occasional rise of thee eye brow from time to time, but she made a name for herself by being punctual and having the answer to problems when asked to perform and not acting like…


» Personal Log: ENSIGN Noah Balsam

Posted on Sat Jun 24th, 2023 @ 9:34pm by Ensign Noah Balsam

"Huh? Huh? What do you guys think?"

Noah Balsam stood in the line of sight of his transmission- he wore a black uniform with gold shoulders, a black turtleneck and what appeared to be a seam of yellow that marked a chest flap closure. He tickled at his neck, craning…


» A Return to Service

Posted on Sat Apr 22nd, 2023 @ 6:04pm by Lieutenant Chaali

Chief Operations Managers Log.

I didn't think I would be back in this uniform so soon. I thought I'd put it away with the birth of our child, Iryndi. I named her after the most beautiful woman I've known. I hope the Fortunes are looking after her and those with…