Camp Falkirk




The Romulans, Cardassians, Klingons, the Dominion. Since mankind first set foot beyond the boundaries of Earth, we have stood at the precipice of conflict, and of all out war with these and other species among the Galaxy. But a new menace is brewing in the unexplored depths of space and for once, Starfleet has chosen the path of prudence and preparation rather than inquisitive innocence.

We are that prudence.

Starfleet's mission is one of peaceful exploration. To 'boldly go' into the unknown. To poke, prod, investigate and in turn learn, regardless of the consequences so long as the glorious 'Prime Directive' is honored. We, the beings of the Starfleet Marine Corps are the clean up crew. We are the beings who stay behind, step out front and stand beside our inquisitive brothers and sisters in Starfleet ready to lend a helping hand or a firm right cross as needed.

Camp Falkirk is the home of the 2nd Marines - Lightyear Division, who stand ready at the edge of the Desolate Expanse and deployed throughout the Fleet preparing for the inevitable conflict that will arise when the deepening shadows on the other side of the expanse finally emerge into the light. We are the shield, and the sword. We are here to protect the borders of the Federation from this strange new menace, and from the very nature of those who call Starfleet home.

If you're looking to 'go boldly' or to be on the forefront of academic discovery, then you have come to the wrong place.

If your grit is only matched by your determination. If you are not naive enough to believe in Starfleet's pacifistic approach. If you truly understand the sacrifice required to defend this great Federation, then you have come to the right place. Falkirk is where you will learn to be the best Marine you can, under the watchful eye of those who have learned by experience, and in the crucible of war.

Here is where legends are born. Are you the next one? Join today, and let's find out.

Semper Fi


Iain MacTaryn
Commanding General
Camp Falkirk



Base on High Alert.




Latest Mission Posts

» Rock Bottom

Mission: M3 - Politico
Posted on 05 Apr 2018 @ 2:20pm by Lieutenant General Ambrose Kinghorn & Major General Iain MacTaryn & Vice Admiral Zavareh Sepandiyar & Colonel Graysen Sadler & Colonel Maxwell Richardson MD. (*)

Graysen stood just outside of the smaller exterior doors staring down over the windswept and snow covered exterior landing pad that serviced smaller shuttles and craft outside of Falkirk's main hanger. Marines ran here and there as several teams of Coyotes were trying to pull the massive doors open. As…


» Old School

Mission: M3 - Politico
Posted on 05 Mar 2018 @ 4:06am by Petty Officer 1st Class K`rilim Nsslano

.:[Emergency Department - Medical - Deck 5.2]:.

HM1 K`rilim Nsslano growled under his breath as he crossed a few lines off on the old-fashioned pad and paper he held in his paws. The pencil's scratching along the paper irritated him for some reason he couldn't put his finger on, but…


» This Again

Mission: M3 - Politico
Posted on 20 Feb 2018 @ 5:46pm by Major Shaun Bradley



BANG BANG BANG

Shaun groaned and rolled himself over in bed, and debated ignoring the sudden and harsh knocking. Then it cam again.

BANG BANG BANG

With a heavy sigh and a roll out of bed, the Major pulled a tank top over his body to make sure he was…


» Bad Echos

Mission: M3 - Politico
Posted on 14 Feb 2018 @ 4:08pm by Colonel Maxwell Richardson MD. (*) & Major General Iain MacTaryn & Colonel Graysen Sadler & Petty Officer 1st Class K`rilim Nsslano

It was eerie quiet on the deck, as only a skeleton crew manned the CIC. Unlike a starship, the facility was considered to be unimportant during night operations, as Sirius Station overhead maintained a far more diligent watch over everything. Instead, the Command Deck was mostly for oversight of the…


» Decay

Mission: M3 - Politico
Posted on 06 Feb 2018 @ 6:12pm by Commander Anson Corduke MD (*) & Major Minka Mazur MD (*) & Major Shaun Bradley & Petty Officer 1st Class K`rilim Nsslano

The pilot of the runabout came in hard and fast, the craft having bypassed the current lockdown of orbit that would normally require a craft to hold orbit while scanned and cleared for landing at the facility. Instead, two Raptors escorted the craft through the formed cloud cover, wingtips mere…


Latest Personal Logs

» In Case of Emergency

Posted on 19 Jul 2017 @ 5:26am by Laura Stout

Computer, begin Log. Audio only.

It's been...awhile. After my first log the urge to commit my thoughts to a data bank...It just didn't seem like a good idea, not for someone like me. But now...

[Sound of fingers drumming on the wall.]

I'm being followed.

[A hollow thunk of something–a…


» Chief Diplomatic Officer's - Personal Log - Stardate 70790.5

Posted on 15 Oct 2016 @ 10:46pm by Captain Cooper Newcastle


..::[[CAPTAIN COOPER NEWCASTLE's OFFICE]]::..


Computer, begin recording:

"Chief Diplomatic Officer's personal log. Stardate 70790.5. This morning at the gym I was approached by three Anticans. And, I gotta say, it has been a long time since I've seen Anticans. They were a surprise actually. Surprised for a number of reasons.…


» Captain's Log - USS DeGrasse

Posted on 31 Aug 2016 @ 4:24pm by Captain Shea Parnell

Computer, begin log.

Wow. This is... strange. Log's aren't something I'm unfamiliar with, but in this setting the practice is... well a bit unsettling. It's honestly been a long time since we've been sedentary on a planet; I'd forgotten how accustomed I'd become to the feeling of a ship at…


» Personal Log: 70582.7

Posted on 31 Jul 2016 @ 11:19pm by Captain Cooper Newcastle


..::[[CAPTAIN COOPER NEWCASTLE's QUARTERS]]::..

Standing at the window and looking out at the cold, snow and withering sunlight lay Catus XI. Cooper's silhouette against the window seemed somehow barren. He recorded this personal log:

"Personal log, stardate 70582.7. What are we doing out here? Are we just...arrogant? Are we Federation…


» Log #1: Arrival

Posted on 09 Apr 2016 @ 7:30pm by Lieutenant JG Tyrion Faye

"Well, I'm almost there, my new home. The Aurora has picked me up after I've left the Galileo and now we're almost there. I can see the planet from my window and it's...snowy. I've never dealt with snow before, nor really lived in any arctic environment but we'll see.

I'm…