Bravo Fleet
USS Morro Bay
California-class • NCC-85113 • Task Force 21 • Managed by LCDR Hrelle 'Runt' M'Hark
With the USS Morro Bay sucked into a wormhole and now stranded in the Shackleton Expanse for the time being, the crew has found themselves aiding the people of the Drekar System with varying degrees of intensity.
Assigned to Task Force 21, the USS Morro Bay does have blue lining and a paint job, but the cali-class works intently on both engineering + structural aid, and research studies.
The USS Morro Bay holds a 2-1-2 for mature subject matter including moderate violence, mild sexual content, and moderate language.
Crew Manifest
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Jetta Dowe
Captain
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Sylvester Mikhailov
XO, Chief Security & Tactical Officer
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Amira Sullivan
Chief Medical Officer
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Plimmitt Ruuvon
Chief Engineering Officer
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Hrelle 'Runt' M'Hark
Ensign
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Ra'ann Mazev
Ensign
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Velau Prias
Ensign
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Reon Williams
Ensign
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VFR-MT30
EMH
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Gigi Ampere
Science Officer
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Hollis
Security Officer
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R'iia Sraal
Communications Officer
Participating Authors
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Recent Stories
View All Stories13 December 2025
USS Morro Bay
Exhausted. Hrelle was so, so exhausted. His fingers hurt like all hell and where his claws once were bled constantly. The numbness that followed was even worse; but there wasn’t any time to complain. No time to fight. He wouldn’t be able to survive another beating. Deep inside the [...]
9 December 2025
USS Morro Bay
“Jesus christ.” Ensign Mazev called from over the comms. Sylvester Mikhailov clutched his rifle just a little bit tighter as the three members of the away team walked through the halls of the abandoned ship they had stumbled upon. It wasn’t hard to figure out the cloaking [...]
25 November 2025
USS Morro Bay
“Captain, I don’t have any official idea that this may work. You’re–this is, in my honest opinion, near impossible.” Plimmitt sighed as he walked down the hallway with Captain Dowe. “Lieutenant, you’re thinking about this too in the box.” She smiled as the turbolift came into view. [...]
17 November 2025
USS Morro Bay
Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Despite the desperate need for sleep, Jetta Dowe couldn’t let it find her. Consistent planning and debate with the Kaelthri had been maticlious and slow–not even considering the remaining two planets inhabitable consistently at each others throats. [...]
