2387. Twelve years after the Dominion War.

The Dominion War has cast a long and dark shadow. It has been twelve years since the unconditional surrender of the Dominion, with some failing to escape the darkness. In 2386 it was discovered that the binary stars of the Glintara system would go supernova in thirty years. Instead, in just over a year, the stars prematurely went nova, taking the most populated Romulan planets with them. The Romulan Empire has been destroyed. Billions died almost instantly, with millions fleeing into Federation space as refugees—what remains is a broken remnant, scattered and desperate.
In the wake of the Shinzon incident just years prior, the Federation struggles with overcrowding, resource shortages, and shifting power among the galactic powers. As old allies fall silent, fallen enemies quietly rebuild.
One year later, in 2387, an aging starship built for war—the USS Moore—must help preserve the fragile peace its officers fought so hard for, now in danger of collapsing from within.
The USS Moore is a Prometheus-class ship set in an alternate timeline where, instead of the Hobus star going supernova, the Glintara binaries within the Romulan Empire do. This sim explores mature themes of politics, loss, loyalty, war, and self-doubt. It challenges the utopian ideals of Star Trek to understand both our fellow man and the darkness within.

The Moore isn’t a sandbox — it’s a story that writers help steer. One continuous, unfolding narrative written with precision, purpose, and consequence. Every choice echoes. Every silence matters. Every moment is part of something larger. Writing here is treated as craft — grounded, cinematic, and human. The tone is deliberate and emotionally honest, shaped by presence, connection, and restraint.
This is a collaborative ensemble — fast-paced, character-driven, and alive with consequence. Writers come here not just to play in a world, but to build one. To create something cohesive. Lasting. Human.
It’s more than a sim.
It’s an ensemble.
And the story changes because you did.
Experienced writers are welcome. The Moore thrives on emotional honesty, narrative depth, and the courage to tell stories that mean something.

Rated 3-3-3 | 18+ Story | Mature Themes and Content
The Moore is a proud member of the 16th Fleet and has partnered with the USS Galileo

Latest Mission Posts
» Routing Active Part II
Mission: Between The Orders
Posted on Fri Jul 3rd, 2026 @ 2:26pm by Taryn Rook
Previously on the USS Moore
"You used the override," she muttered. The words blurred at the edges. "That's cheating."
She tried to sit up, or maybe just prove she could. Either way, her body refused with immediate, humiliating clarity. Pain flashed behind her eyes and nausea rolled through her so hard she went still, lips pressing together until it passed.
"Foxy called you," she said, accusing the room more than him. "I hit the thing. But she called you dramatic."
That was not right.
Taryn frowned.
"No. I mean… I was dramatic. No. Ship was. Somebody was." Her eyes flicked…
» Routing Active Part I
Mission: Between The Orders
Posted on Fri Jul 3rd, 2026 @ 2:20pm by Taryn Rook & Remy Naal
Foxglove drifted with most of her lights down and one manoeuvring thruster dark.
Inside the cockpit, the air had gone stale.
Taryn lay slumped in the pilot’s chair, one hand still near the controls, fingers curled loosely against the edge of the console. Blood had dried at her temple, dark in her hairline, and the bruise along her shoulder had started to show beneath the torn edge of her jacket. The environmental panel blinked amber beside her.
Life support was holding.
Barely.
Foxy had muted the alarms after the first hour. They had not helped. Taryn had not woken properly…
» No Exceptions Part II
Mission: Year One: The Point of No Return
Posted on Fri Jul 3rd, 2026 @ 2:05pm by Lieutenant Evelyn Stewart & Commander Calvin 'Cal' Maraj
Previously On USS Moore...
Tollan activated the tricorder and began scanning. "Pain scale," he said.
"Eight."
No hesitation.
"The only theoretical way to actually cure it," he added, matter-of-fact, "would mean going back to Vulcan. Working with a Vulcan healer."
Her eyes opened immediately. "No."
It wasn't loud. It didn't need to be.
"That's what I expected."
"Not happening," she said.
"Then this stays what it is," he replied evenly. "Maintenance."
She pushed the issue without lifting her head from its spot against his jaw. She didn't dare meet his eyes.
"I don't need a partner. I need a counselor."…
» No Exceptions Part I
Mission: Year One: The Point of No Return
Posted on Fri Jul 3rd, 2026 @ 2:04pm by Lieutenant Evelyn Stewart & Commander Calvin 'Cal' Maraj
The corridor outside the ready room was quieter than the bridge.
Stewart slowed near the side entrance, eyes flicking once toward the bulkhead before settling on the door.
Of course it was the side entrance.
Better this way.
No bridge audience. No crew pretending not to stare while very obviously staring. No senior staff drama unfolding in public where everyone suddenly found reasons to linger near consoles they didn’t need.
Quiet.
Professional.
She adjusted the front of her jacket absently, rolling one shoulder back against the dull ache that still lingered if she moved the wrong way.
A couple days…
» Year One: Strange Bedfellows
Mission: Year One: Strange Bedfellows
Posted on Fri Jul 3rd, 2026 @ 8:50am by Captain Julien Naal & Commander Steven Greco & Lieutenant Evelyn Stewart & Lieutenant Tollan Yara & Char & Remy Naal
***MD 001***
0730 - Unpopular Briefing - Stryvek, Greco, Davaris, Stewart, Zhevou, Baaru, Th'relnal, T'Mara, Naal Sr.
0800 - Stormfront - Stryvek, Davaris
2015 - Beach Buddies - Davaris, Stewart
2100 - Medical Non-Compliance - T'Mara, Th'relnal
***MD 002***
1000 - First Impressions - Vulcan Style - Stryvek, T'Mara
1640 - Flattery and Barriers - Zhevou, Greco
1955 - Neuro-Pressure Anyone? - Zhevou, T'Mara
2145 - A Pound of Flesh - Davaris
***MD 003***
1000 - Unwanted Guests - Davaris, Greco, Stryvek, Stewart, Zhevou, Saysuss
1025 - No Win Scenario - Stryvek, Stewart
1730 - Guess Who's Going For Dinner…
Completed Missions
» Year One: Strange Bedfellows
Posted on Fri Dec 19th, 2025 @ 11:18am by Lieutenant Commander Keishara Davaris in Completed Missions
A month following the terrorist attack by the Whisperers, tensions have only run higher throughout the Federation as supplies run lower.
In a desperate move to sure up resources, the Federation Council, under the direction of the Federation president, makes the unpopular decision to cut a deal with the Syndicate to allow open trade with the unscrupulous organization in exchange for replenishing supply lines the Federation desperately needed. Like many Starfleet ships, the Moore has been reassigned to escort a frigate of these gangsters to their intended destination of Betazed.
With tensions running high, it's all the crew can do…
» Year One: Whispers In The Wind
Posted on Sat Oct 11th, 2025 @ 6:36pm by Lieutenant Evelyn Stewart in Completed Missions
The crew have arrived at Solomon IV and are helping with the relocation of Romulan refugees in the established Federation colony. With looting and rising anti-Romulan sentiments across the Federation, tensions build old enemies try to learn to accept each other.
» Prologue: Centre Predominate
Posted on Sat Oct 11th, 2025 @ 6:09pm by Lieutenant Evelyn Stewart in Completed Missions
In the aftermath of the Glintara stars exploding, countless numbers of Romulan refugees have flooded Federation space for safe harbor. With growing hostility towards the Romulans, the USS Moore is tasked with escorting civilian transports and supply freighters to potential new homes. But not everyone is willing to forget the past.