USS Morro Bay

California-class • NCC-85113 • Task Force 21 • Managed by LCDR Hrelle 'Runt' M'Hark

The USS Morro Bay has lived and went through hell and back, now being saved by the USS Brawley and heading its way onto DS-11 for repairs. But the question still lingers; is there anything they can do to save her, after so much damage has been done?

Assigned to Task Force 21, the USS Morro Bay does have blue lining and a paint job, but the cali-class works intently on both engineering + structural aid, and research studies.

The USS Morro Bay holds a 2-1-2  for mature subject matter including moderate violence, mild sexual content, and moderate language.

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30 June 2025

Does It Have A Name?

The Five Stages: Unadulterated Loathing

USS Morro Bay

It was already three days out until the big game, and now one hour into training, and whilst some tensions had died down. . . . “SERIOUSLY, M’Hark?!” “KISS MY TAIL!” One especially hadn’t. “You are exhausting, you know that?” Sylvester leaned in, [...]

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20 June 2025

Loathing

The Five Stages: Unadulterated Loathing

USS Morro Bay

The next few weeks hadn’t been easy. Whilst not outright against one another, Security and the teal shirts had been bubbling more and more hatred towards each other. Little by little, inch by inch, the situation was getting to a point where officers we’re basically refusing to work with [...]

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9 June 2025

What Is This Feeling?

The Five Stages: Unadulterated Loathing

USS Morro Bay

Runt peacefully sat in the Morro Bay’s mess hall, chewing away at a sandwich as he recalled the past few weeks. A great evening with M’Row, the Morro Bay is for the foreseeable future back in service, and it’s slowly interpreting new members. ”Ah, my furred friend in red.” A voice called [...]

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8 June 2025

A Morning's Shift

New Beginnings

USS Cardinal and USS Morro Bay

The corridor leading to the Cardinal’s Main Environmental Systems carved through Deck 20. Panels glowed softly along the khaki walls to cast dim light on the trio gathered inside the control alcove. Ensign Kian Harol crouched at an open junction, a diagnostics probe in one hand as his other [...]

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