Welcome to the USS Century!
The USS Century is an old, battered ship. She's probably overdue for the scrap yard, but she's still got fight in her. She reflects her crew, the misfits and castaways of Starfleet, people too unconventional to comply with Fleet norms or too strong minded to follow rank and file. They've been assigned to the Century along with Captain Calvin Myers as a last ditch effort, to give them all one last chance to prove they're worth something. And that's just what they'll set out to do.
We'll take your broken, your battered, your beat down. We'll build them back up. We'll make them heroes.
Or die trying.
Latest News Items
Posted on Tue Apr 10th, 2018 @ 6:48am by Captain Calvin Myers in General News
I'm Aaron, aka Capt. Calvin Myers. We're off to a rip roaring start on the Century so far, three crew (not counting me) and more on the way! I'm really excited about this ship of misfits, and can't wait to jump into telling stories! If you've got any questions or have an interest in joining, feel free to reach out!
Latest Mission Posts
Adam was hot. He could tell when he came on the ship it was old and seen a few battles but after the toliet in his bathroom backed up and went all over the floor and him he was pissed. He tried putting in a work order and was told…
Engineering was certainly the source of the odd metallic scent on the ship. The main pit area was a mad rush of something just short of insanity as every engineer he had on board rushed back and forth trying to patch up various bits and pieces. No one called 'Captain…
Calvin decided to stop in on the Forward Lounge before he made his way down to engineering to check in on his new chef. He was surprised that Starfleet had given him any civilian passengers at all, and idly wondered what sort of trouble they'd be. Still, it was his…
Shortly after Williams left, Alex made herself another cup of coffee and made herself drink it while replaying the conversation over again in her head. Partly because she wanted the details fresh in her mind, partly because she needed to not act without all of her facts in a row.…
Clarissa awoke, and was aware of several things, almost at once. She was unusually well rested, recovering from having been given some form of sleep aid. She was also starving. And sober.
That last part was even more uncomfortable, because her entire mood was borderline homicidal.
She got up, and…