Welcome to the USS Thunderbird!

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The armistice between the United Federation of Planets and the Cardassian Union was signed in 2367. Under the terms of the cease-fire agreement, both sides agreed to end major engagements and to open diplomatic channels. It wasn't perfect. Minor skirmishes continued on both sides, primarily over unresolved issues such as control of border planets and of course, the occupation of Bajor.

Negotations between the two sides continued and through their efforts the Cardassians left Bajor -- two years later. Finally free, the celebrations on Bajor lasted for days but, as it always happens, reality set in. Things were far from settled. The Bajorans faced a long period of recovery from a brutal, fifty-year occupation; many in the resistance were left with an all-consuming rage against Cardassians responsible for countless atrocities.

While some struggle to form a government, members of the Kohn-Ma, under the leadership of a former member of the resistance, Sayal Mazi, decides that the guilty cannot go unpunished and begins to lay plans of their own.

And they were not alone. Colonists on border worlds, fearing the loss of everything they've built, take inspiration from resistance fighters in World War II on Earth and form the Maquis. Operating in the demilitarized zone between the Cardassian Union and the United Federation of Planets, they seek to safeguard their way of life against all comers whether they be Cardassian or Federation.

Among the Cardassians, Gul Zelar, commanding the CDS Ocett, a Galor Class Type-III cruiser, emerges as an outspoken opponent to the peace. Politically savvy with familial ties to the Obsidian Order, Zelar lays plans of his own.

In the Federation, with the memory of Wolf 359 barely two years old, Starfleet looks to improve their ability to respond to threats. Pre-production testing is scheduled to begin on a ship designed for a combat role while still capable of patrol and exploration. Five vessels, Akira Class, are scheduled for launch and crews are assembled.

The USS Thunderbird is one of these five. The captain and first officer are experienced in combat having been at Wolf 359. They arrive at Uptopia Planitia, after surviving an unexplained explosion on their former ship, the USS Ark Royal, that cost the life of their captain and key members of the crew.

Newly promoted and fresh from the memorial, they arrive to take command of the USS Thunderbird and their patrol route will take them right into the heart of the conflict.

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Latest Mission Posts

» Recruitment

Mission: Friends and Traitors
Posted on Sat Jun 20th, 2026 @ 10:04pm by Captain Erik Norsgaard & Petty Officer 1st Class Jaclyn Masterson [Baas]

[USS Thunderbird]

With her transfer to beta shift she had come on duty as shore leave had been approved and was there as Daegan began planning his little jaunt to the surface. With him requisitioning a shuttle and checking himself planet-side an for approximately 18 hrs it was easy to see who else was going to be planet-side at the same timeframe.

She just couldn't understand what that black haired, spotted, slut had to offer him that she didn't. Thinking to herself, ~Our first meeting had been magical. Sure he was my OIC and I'm enlisted...so what. We still had…


» Resonance and Recipes

Mission: Friends and Traitors
Posted on Fri Jun 19th, 2026 @ 8:52pm by Lieutenant Ronan D'Sai DSc. & Lieutenant Tatiana Dragos

Arboretums. Contained spaces meant to feel like the outdoors. He wasn't a particular fan but on a star base, this was probably the best he was going to find. He found a spot that gave the illusion of privacy, slipped off his shoes, and unpacked his cello. His amber gaze took in the details, checking for signs of damage, and seeing none, settled into place with the instrument between his legs. Black hair that extended to mid-back, fell forward slightly as he bent his head, his thoughts turning immediately to the music, focusing in so that the base around him…


» Avoidance

Mission: Friends and Traitors
Posted on Sun Jun 14th, 2026 @ 5:37pm by Lieutenant Tyler Malbrooke & Lieutenant Daltom Vesper

Getting to know the Chiefs was a priority for Daltom. If he could determine how they were doing or determine who the other Maquis sympathizer was, then he could win himself some favor with the Captain. The Captain seemed to be a determined man, so getting anywhere with him would be a benefit to his career. He looked down the duty roster and noticed the Chief of Operations was one of the longer serving crew members. Given that, it would stand to reason that this officer might have a better perspective on the crew than even this new Captain.

Thus,…


» Home Sweet Home

Mission: Friends and Traitors
Posted on Mon Jun 8th, 2026 @ 2:02pm by Lieutenant JG Jade Petracca

The doors of Jade's quarters opened and she nearly fell to the floor. She was exhausted. Emotionally, physically and intellectually. This room was sterile, devoid of any personal touch. It was what she needed. It was hers!

She passed the workstation, the small seating area, and the piece de resistance, a double bed. She grinned to herself and tossed herself backward, landing on the plush surface, her blue medical coat pooling around her. The mattress hugged her body, softly embracing her with its warmth, and the tension within her, measured in megawatts or megatons, seemed to evaporate enough to make…


» Appeals

Mission: Friends and Traitors
Posted on Sat Jun 6th, 2026 @ 2:23pm by Lieutenant Bartholomew Hale & Lieutenant Sylar & Captain Erik Norsgaard

"Good evening, Captain. Commander Max Bobbins. Chief of Flight Operations, Starbase 310." He strode into the ready room after the customary door chime and call to enter. His face was fixed in a smirk, his square jaw accented by the dimmed evening lighting. He extended his hand over the Captain's desk, advancing like an army crossing no man's land. "Burning the midnight oil?"

Norsgaard took a moment to shut down what he was reading before rising smoothly to his feet in time for his visitor and shook the man's hand, his own slightly calloused, before gesturing for the man to…