
“Intelligence is the ability to adapt to change.”
~Stephen Hawking
While not the fasting or most armed, the USS Galileo makes up for it by being a jack-of-all-trades. The squadron’s generalist, the Galileo, is tasked with everything from escort missions to emergency response. She is the go-to ship for the squadron’s problems.
In a region of space defined by chaos, the Galileo proves that adaptability isn’t an advantage, it’s the key.
The stories and content for Phoenix Squadron are rated 222 on the RPG Ratings Scale.
Swearing, violence, and mild sexual content may be present.
It is intended for all audiences ages 16+.
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“Hardships often prepare ordinary people for an extraordinary destiny.”
~C.S. Lewis
In the vacuum left by the collapse of the Romulan Star Empire, the Alpha Doradus system has become a magnet for smugglers, syndicates, and hidden actors. Amidst the chaos, the Phoenix Frontier Squadron draws the line. They are Starfleet’s mobile presence in a region where diplomacy goes to the highest buyer.
Operating out of the USS Phoenix, a Ross-class explorer, their mobile command platform, the squadron patrols the trade routes, borders, and political landscapes of this crazy sector. With a blend of rapid-response, tactical hitters, and diplomatic reach the squadron is tasked with preserving the peace – without starting a war.
The stories and content for Phoenix Squadron are rated 222 on the RPG Ratings Scale.
Swearing, violence, and mild sexual content may be present.
It is intended for all audiences ages 16+.
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Commanding Officer
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Executive Officer
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Chief Medical Officer
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Chief Operations Officer
Second Officer |
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ID: 2266 | |
Head Counselor
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Chief Science Officer
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Chief Helm Officer
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Assistant Chief Medical Officer
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Chief Security/Tactical Officer
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Chief Engineering Officer
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ID: 2266 |
12 May 2025
Eos Station (Archive), USS Galileo and USS Yeager (Archive)
3 Days After Zero Hour Eos looked like a wounded animal. Her outer hull was blackened by the scars of energy fire and impact trauma. Deck plating sheared off in sections, replaced by temporary force fields. Entire sections remained sealed under vacuum protocols, but the station was still [...]
12 May 2025
Eos Station (Archive), USS Galileo and USS Yeager (Archive)
6 Hours After Zero Hour Deck 12 had become a kill box, but Lieutenant Prad moved like she was born for it. “Move left!” she shouted, diving behind an exposed conduit as a Vaadwaur disruptor blast exploded overhead. Her team moved left, sending suppressive fire down the corridor. A hand [...]
10 May 2025
Eos Station (Archive), USS Galileo and USS Yeager (Archive)
3 Hours After Zero Hour Prad wiped blood from her cheek with the back of her sleeve. Eos was unrecognizable. However, Prad couldn’t focus on that; she had a job to do. Her team, what was left of them, crouched behind an overturned console on Deck 7. Three officers. Between them, they had one [...]
4 May 2025
Eos Station (Archive), USS Galileo and USS Yeager (Archive)
10 hours before Zero Hour Sparks exploded from the aft consoles as another Vaadwaur barrage slammed into their weakened shields. AJ braced himself against the tactical station, blood trickling down his cheek. “Shields at forty percent!” Krev shouted. “Port nacelle is venting [...]