Conflict has been more prevalent in Starfleet than exploration for the last thirty years. The peaceful ideal of exploration, while still at the heart of every Starfleet officer, has been tempered by the reality of the galaxy they live in. The Borg, the Cardassians, the Dominion, the Romulans. There’s been no shortage of enemies who wished to see the end of Starfleet and of the Federation and despite being victorious time and time again, Starfleet once more finds itself at the edge of conflict. Looking in and wondering when they’ll get back to being explorers.The 9th ‘Obsidian Fleet’ stands at the edge of Federation space; a staging point for Starfleet, a beacon of the Federation for the local inhabitants, and a bastion against the oncoming conflicts of the sector. Deep in the Loki system, orbiting the the planet Obsidian III, is the Stardock class starbase known as Obsidian Command. From this vantage, the Joint Fleet Command sees to the leadership of the 9th Fleet and serves as the rally point for them all.
In 2395 unexplained forces drew the entirety of the Starbase into a spatial void. Crew were evacuated, supplies jettisoned and only a skeleton crew remained. Their job was to try to discover what had drawn the starbase into this void and, more importantly, manage a way to return the Station back to real space. In its absence, the sector was thrown into disarray. The balance of power between the Federation, the Romulans, and the Typhon Pact was thrown into chaos. For eighteen months this chaos continued before somehow, miraculously, the USS Vesta discovered the skeleton crew of the Starbase reaching out and devised a way to bring the Starbase back to normal space. Upsetting the balance once more, only this time in favor of the Federation.
Obsidian Command is once more the home to scientists, explorers, diplomats, warriors, shopkeepers, and the civilian families that come along with that. Here, you can find yourself face to face with the your worst enemy, or spend hours aimlessly wandering the shops and stalls of the Promenade. If you’re looking for an adventure, a quiet place to open your shop, or anything in-between, then Obsidian Command is the place for you. Join us today, and be a part of history.
Corvus DeHavilland
Commanding Officer
Obsidian Command
Latest Mission Posts
» To the Dogs
Mission: M4 - Falling Out
Posted on 14 Apr 2026 @ 6:50am by Commander Calliope Zahn & Deputy Marshal: T'Sai - FMS
Shrugging under the shoulder of her shift, Calliope brought the waxed paper bag inside, setting it on the table, adding it to a mess of objects both real and holographic. She rustled the bag open and lifted out the takeout container, setting it on the counter while breaking apart a…
» The Cutoff
Mission: M4 - Falling Out
Posted on 27 Mar 2026 @ 7:27pm by Chief Petty Officer Ibis Xeri & Jalaine Xeri & Irwin Xeri-Saluenz
After a very interesting day at the park, upon returning to their quartering, Irwin dusted off and set his good hat on the closet shelf beside his more worn down favorite. He hadn’t been badgered to wear the good one, this time, excepting by his own conscience encouraging him to…
» The Lockout
Mission: M4 - Falling Out
Posted on 17 Mar 2026 @ 10:33am by Chief Petty Officer Ibis Xeri & Major Porter Wallace
It was a satisfying kind of worn out feeling, arriving back to the apartment after the picnic. Ibis reflected on how she felt both full to the brim and absolutely drained by everything. Olivia was the first one inside, as she burst in ahead of them to use the computer…
» Family Picnic: Space Bees
Mission: M4 - Falling Out
Posted on 04 Mar 2026 @ 3:58pm by Major Porter Wallace & Benlyle Xeri-Lonikis
The fluttering golden butterfly dipped and swooped through the air in lazy circles, drawing Wallace’s attention away from the knots of people spread out around the picnic area. He watched as it glided toward a bush filled with purple flowers where it landed lightly on the edge of a petal.…
» Family Picnic: Broken Circles
Mission: M4 - Falling Out
Posted on 04 Mar 2026 @ 3:31pm by Chief Petty Officer Ibis Xeri & Major Porter Wallace
As she arrived, Ikemba racing ahead of her, Ibis marveled at the two little girls in silks and tulle already chasing around the stone wing centerpiece of the sculpture garden. It was the first time she had seen her two nieces, Benlyle and Mona’s girls, and it transported her vicariously…