[Waldon]

Hey all was just wondering if you like the idea of participating in the first community written scifi epic action space opera. All you have to do is join and start writing a chapter. This is for all levels of writing. If you are interested join the wiki at http://farstar.wikispaces.com I must add new members, but I will be there now so if you join now I can add you rite away. If not it mite be within 12 hours after you join before you can write...Ok would be great to have some people ...
Thanks

[Ramirez]

I'd be game if you explained a bit more about the concept.

[SciFiGuy]

It looks interesting, but I would like to know more. Right now though, just a couple of questions:

1. Is there a basic outline or will this be a neverending project, meaning you can add characters and storylines as you want?

2. What counts as ultra violence? Battles between ships in space should be ok, but what about fights between people (in a spacestation, on the ground, etc)? How graphic can we be?

[MisterKeitel]

On the far side of the Perdition System, the massively bohunkular and exceedingly cocksure Captain Armstrong Starblazer slipped his tiny, nameless singleship out of nullspace and back into realspace – placing it just a bare thousand kilometers above the magnetic southern pole of frozen wasteland world of Frigia. The combined force of the planets magnetic field and gravity well reached out and grabbed the minuscule scoutcraft jolting in and its single-occupant shaking it violently.

“What was that?” guffawed Starblazer as he looked up through the transparent bubble canopy of his cockpit to see the vast, stark white glaciers of Frigia’s antarctic continent, his normally unshakable self-confidence momentarily rattled.

“It’s okay Boss,” chimed in an electronically modulated voice. “That was just you screwing up – yet again.” The on-board computer, thought Starblazer, suffered under the severe misapprehension that it was actually funny. He told himself, for the thousandth time, that he’d have to pay to get that thing fixed on of these days.

“Enough of your insubordinate cynicism, you pusillanimous piece of junk,” ordered Starblazer in an indignant tone. “Report.” The self-appointed space hero waited as his none-too-faithful sidekick reached out into space with its limited sensors searching for any possible dangers.
“I have a name you know,” retorted back the machine. “I’d think by now even

“There’s no sign of any ship activity within a million miles, except for a faint ion trail in the northwest quadrant. Other than that, nothing - no activity whatsoever - just like inside your oversized head.”