T.A.S. Worshire
   
Time is illusory . . . lunchtime doubly so. Er, yeah.
 

I suppose the first thing you should know is who I am, and all that fun stuff. Well, here goes . . .


I am--was, I should say--Admiral Ptrov Yaktos. That was rather a long time ago, though. Now--No, I'll explain all that later. *wide smile* Just let me be the first to welcome you aboard my vessel, the Worshire.


She isn't much too look at now, I know, but, once upon a time, she was the jewel of the Terran Alliance. Hard to believe, huh? Well, that was a long time ago, when I was really an Admiral. These days, she's privately owned, hasn't seen SpaceDock in two decades, and is basically a heap of space junk.


But I like her. If nothing else, she's reliably unreliable . . . You'll probably have a hard time finding someone who a)knows his job and/or b)cares enough to do it. Discipline is, shall we say, indifferent.


So . . . wander at will, and if something interests you, have at it. If it's not bolted down, it's public domain.



Admiral (ret) Ptrov Yaktos


 
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My interests:
  • Fantasy/Role Playing
  • Science Fiction




 
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Phlegmnought is the ship of my sometime student Ham Marx. Enjoy, if you can.


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