The crew of the USS Leif Erikson vigilantly patrols the turbulent expanse of The Triangle, on a constant hunt to root out crime and corruption here in no-man's land.
Content on this command is rated at 222 on the RPG Ratings Scale, per the Bravo Fleet Content Policy. Limited swearing, violence, and sexual content may be present. It is intended for audiences aged 17 and up.
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Captain
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ID: 2970 | |
Chief Executive Officer
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ID: 2970 | |
Lead Science Officer
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ID: 2970 | |
Chief Tactical Officer
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ID: 2970 | |
Security and Tactical Officer
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ID: 2970 | |
Chief Engineer
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ID: 2970 | |
Chief Medical Officer
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ID: 2970 | |
Chief Security Officer
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ID: 2970 | |
Alpha Pilot
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ID: 2970 | |
Science Officer
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ID: 2970 | |
Engineering Officer
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ID: 2970 |
20 August 2025
USS Leif Erikson
The briefing room doors hissed shut behind Bema, but the silence of the corridor didn’t settle him. His fists were balled so tightly his knuckles ached, and his chest felt tight in a way he couldn’t ease. Scott was his captain. His friend. The man he’d trusted trusted his life with in every [...]
19 August 2025
USS Leif Erikson
Captain Scott Bowman was in his ready room, pacing pensively behind his desk. The lights were dimmed to match the evening cycle, but the monitor on Scott’s desk cut through the dark with its impatient bluish glow. Across the desk, Commander Bema Saberwyn sat stiffly in one of the chairs. He had [...]
13 August 2025
USS Leif Erikson
It was still very early as Captain Scott Bowman left his room, with Dathasa cursing his alarm as the door closed behind him. He stopped and grabbed a cup of coffee, double-double, and a piece of buttered raisin toast for breakfast, munching happily as the turbolift sped him towards the [...]
8 August 2025
Camp Qapla' : The Great Khitomer Challenge!
USS Blythe, USS Culver City, USS Decker, USS Echelon, USS Io, USS Leif Erikson, USS Medea, USS Resolute and USS da Vinci
Silas hit the wall with a grunt, his breath heavier than he wanted. Ahead, the Klingon was already halfway up the ropes, snarling with effort. Silas grabbed hold and began to climb, slow and deliberate. Halfway up, his boot slipped on a muddy smear and slammed him into the boards. “Still got [...]