Welcome to the Deep Space K-9! Remember the name- your life may depend on it!
-Alistair MacLean, "The Guns of Navarone" (1957)
2265: As Starfleet sits on the cusp of a new era, behind the scenes, trouble is brewing. Tensions with the Klingon Empire are beginning to flare up once more, and amongst several ongoing points of contention between the two galactic powers lies Sector 813, a region of space that is rich in dilithium and many other valuable resources.
the situation has changed drastically in just a few short months, as the Klingon Warlord Bra'Khis of the House Khartan has launched a campaign to annex several neighboring worlds, expanding the Empire's domain and bringing glory to his House.
Recognizing the threat that Bra'Khis poses, Starfleet Admiralty has approved the construction of a temporary Starbase, Deep Space Station K-9, to preside over diplomatic matters between several contentious factions who inhabit the sector, as well as establishing lines of trade that could give them a vital leg up over the Klingon Empire.
It won't be an easy task, with both deceit and peril lying around every corner; but with the possible alternative leaving the Federation at a grave disadvantage, failure is not an option for the men and women of Deep Space K-9.
Deep Space Station K-9 is a Play-By-Nova Star Trek role-playing game set in The Original Series era, with a key focus on espionage and cold war-era politics, but still trying to maintain the lighthearted whimsy of The Original Series. We are currently serving in Theta Fleet under Task Force 23-C, and are commanded by Commander Irene Vincent. Our content rating is 222, or “+18”:
-Language 2: General potty mouth is permitted. However, terminology that may be considered as derogatory to certain demographics is prohibited. When in doubt, use [Expletive] or (Expletive) (similar acceptable terms include Censored or Redacted).
-Sex 2: Writing about genitalia and alluding to sex acts is generally permitted, but no explicit pornography. Cut to black and/or skip ahead.
-Violence 2: Violence is generally permitted, but try not to be too explicit in your descriptions.
Bronze Unit of Distinction, January 2026
Post of the Month, for 'The Shipyard Part 3' by J.T. Carlson, Kris McEntyre, Daphne Crenshaw, Shiki Ichiose, Alice Zuberg, Kas Th'shrytrir, Aneitrius Mexi, Ed'Rah, Daughter of Khartan, and Kro-neQ, Son of Y'thaK, January 2026Latest News Items
» sim-station.net retirement deadline
Posted on Tue Nov 4th, 2025 @ 2:59am by Lieutenant Commander Rebecca Bluegarden in Website Update
To all crew,
As stated back in March, we will be switching domains to dsk9.harperhold.com. I now have an end date for when the sim-station.net domain will be retired:
If you have not done so already, please make sure you are using the harperhold.com link by November 19 to avoid service disruptions.
That will be all!
Lieutenant Commander Rebecca Bluegarden
» New URL
Posted on Sun Mar 2nd, 2025 @ 3:14am by Lieutenant Commander Rebecca Bluegarden in Website Update
To all crew,
Bluegarden here. Just want to inform you all that we will be changing URLs this year:
Some research by fleet personnel has suggested that for some firewalls, a .net site is harder to reach than a .com site. As such, we will be migrating to a .com domain.
Deep Space K-9 can now be found at https://dsk9.harperhold.com so please make sure you update your bookmarks. https://dsk9.sim-station.net will still be available for now, but the migration will be formalized later this year, as the sim-station.net domain will not be renewed. As such, it's important that you switch over…
Latest Mission Posts
» The Shipyard Part 3
Mission: Season 1, Episode 3: Trespassing
Posted on Fri Jan 30th, 2026 @ 9:50pm by Captain J.T Carlson & Lieutenant Kris McEntyre & Lieutenant JG Daphne Crenshaw & Lieutenant Shiki Ichiose & Lieutenant Alice Zuberg MD & Lieutenant JG Kas Th'shrytrir & Ensign Aneitrius Mexi & Ed’Rah, Daughter of Khartan & Kro'NeQ, Son Of Y'thaK
Captain's Log - Supplemental:
We continue our way through the shipyard. Our goal in sight. Meanwhile, Tigerfish remains close but each second may bring it one step closer to being discovered. We're on the clock
Racing through the shipyard, Carlson was tense, alert. The Klingon resistance had been light, odd for a shipyard this size.
Carlson stops, throws a hand up to stop them all and points towards a rather large window, looking down into a laboratory of sorts.
"Ooooh, what's this?" Shiki smirked mischievously.
Daphne stayed quiet but she slowly approached the window, keeping low and slow. She still…
» Locked In (Part 3)
Mission: Season 1, Episode 2: War, Peace, And All That Jazz
Posted on Thu Jan 29th, 2026 @ 1:03am by Commander Irene Vincent "Rally" & Lieutenant Commander Damien Maillet & Lieutenant Commander Rebecca Bluegarden & Lieutenant Commander Malcom Hunt & Lieutenant Freya Michaud
Previously, on Star Trek: Deep Space K-9:
Rebecca turned back towards the meeting.
"At this time, security and medical are cross-referencing Rheuysian-made melee weapons to determine if any of them are consistent with the Ambassador's injuries." Rebecca reported. "Right now, the Rheuysians are cooperating with the investigation, but if Vulpie's death was by a Rheuysian blade, I suspect that they will cease their cooperation and get defensive."
And now, the continuation:
"I have access to the manifests of every item that the Rheuysians and the Eifie declared in their effects," Damien said. "We'll review it with Security and account for…
» Locked In (Part 2)
Mission: Season 1, Episode 2: War, Peace, And All That Jazz
Posted on Sun Nov 30th, 2025 @ 1:38am by Lieutenant Commander Rebecca Bluegarden & Commander Irene Vincent "Rally" & Lieutenant Commander Damien Maillet & Lieutenant Commander Malcom Hunt & Lieutenant Kathryn Dallas M.D. & Lieutenant Freya Michaud
Previously, on Star Trek: Deep Space K-9:
Rally pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed. "Do you see what I mean?"
"Forgive me for not jumping to your point of view." Rebecca said. "Like I said, my theory is still actively being tested."
"Don't let it get to you, Madame Commandante!" Damien said cheerily. "This one speaks more of him than you!"
As Freya walked in she caught the exchange between the officers, and shrugged mentally. She had learnt a long time ago that there was little point in getting het up about things. A long drive on the…
» Locked In (Part 1)
Mission: Season 1, Episode 2: War, Peace, And All That Jazz
Posted on Sun Nov 30th, 2025 @ 1:35am by Lieutenant Commander Rebecca Bluegarden & Commander Irene Vincent "Rally" & Lieutenant Commander Damien Maillet & Lieutenant Commander Malcom Hunt & Lieutenant Kathryn Dallas M.D. & Lieutenant Freya Michaud
"I can't believe this; I can't fricken' believe this- of all the fricken' times this could've happened, what with me juggling a diplomatic summit with SFC rotating out most of my fricken' crew from under me..."
Rebecca and Damien watched nervously as their commanding officer paced back and forth, ranting on with increasing incoherence and looking like she was just about to rupture a blood vessel from the stress. No doubt, Vulpie's murder was going to throw a major curveball into the talks, and the people that already knew were reasonably on edge (Rebecca and Damien included), but as the…
» Too Tired to Work; Too Much Work to Sleep
Mission: Season 1, Episode 2: War, Peace, And All That Jazz
Posted on Thu Nov 6th, 2025 @ 4:41am by Lieutenant Commander Rebecca Bluegarden & Lieutenant Commander Damien Maillet
Now with a previously unscheduled Senior Staff briefing scheduled for 1000 hours, and the case of the murder that still needed to be sorted, all Rebecca wanted to do was go back to sleep, but with everything that had happened, sleep was the last thing Rebecca would be able to do. As Chief of Security, it would be her responsibility to help coordinate the various aspects of the murder investigation, and her standing orders were for her to receive new developments in her quarters.
Returning back to her home away from home, Rebecca put on some tunes and got to…
Latest Personal Logs
» Off Duty
Posted on Sun Dec 31st, 2023 @ 9:45pm by Lieutenant Kate Ross
# Off Duty
Kate walked into her quarters and looked around. She set her PADD down on the desktop and looked at the sad pile of shipping crates that comprised her possessions. She exhaled a breath she wasn’t aware she’d been holding in.
“Well, I suppose I could knock that out…”she mumbled aloud, to no one.
She walked over to the first container and unsealed it. It was a mixture of personal effects from her time on the Exeter and from the Academy; lectures on computer tapes, her water bottle from the Field Hockey team, a holopic of Gamma Shift…