Benevolent- Chapter IBenevolent- Chapter I5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
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From the gloom of his alcove, six of eight heard an unspoken command. Aroused from his slumber, he wordlessly departed, and headed to fix a broken plasma injector, one of 11,000 drones on cube 1027; travelling towards Earth at a speed barely imaginable, Traversing the corridors, he took no notice of how alone he was; there was a world of voices inside his head. After an hour or two, he reached the correct injector, and with a tubule, he injected the entire machine with fresh Nano-probes.
Before he was assimilated, a year previously, he was called John Cooper, an engineer aboard the Geordie, an old excelsior class vessel that strayed a bit too far towards the delta quadrant, and paid dearly for it. Before any of the crew knew it, they found themselves linked to the collective, all personality purged. He had been a tall, dark haired Human, just twenty years of age; such life ahead of him. In one short year, he had
X-Men - Target Frost Part 1Alison Blaire was glowing. Her blond tresses sparkled brilliantly and her supple skin glittered underneath the dim lights of a Manhattan hot spot. Her body formed an elegant s-shape as it curled onto the glass table in front of her. Alison's hands cupped her bottle of water and could feel the crisp coolness dampening her skin. "When was the last time we did this?" She asked, her voice crackling with enthusiasm.X-Men - Target Frost Part 13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"It's been a long time." Betsy answered. "I'd say we haven't been out like this since our little mall adventure."
"Goddess, has it been that long?" Ororo added.
All thoughts of being part of the X-Men were drowned out by the loud music and even louder conversations. Superheroism and mutant politics were far from the minds of Alison and her friends. For tonight, they were four women having a couple laughs and a few drinks in the process. Alison had ditched her leather combat suit for a chic gold dress and sky-high Louboutin platform heeled shoes, their red bottoms hugging the met
Hotel Wawanakwa 05THE HOTEL WAWANAKWA: Part FiveHotel Wawanakwa 054 years ago in Horror More Like This
Approximately two hours must have passed since ensemble of Total Drama had been first thrown into this nightmarish game. In that time no one had yet to find the hidden prize money, three contestants had been eliminated, and at least three interns were hunting their prey. The ground floor had become rather quiet in that time, Trent's team choosing to move up a floor after crossing paths with Noah and Eva twice. Team E-Scope was looking a little thin, missing two party members, but Noah had decided it was better that way. Brains and muscle, he and Eva were enough of a team to turn the whole hotel on its head.
Eva somehow must have heard the inner dialogue as she upturned a large vase, emptied it of debris, than let it smash to pieces on the tile below. Noah internally frowned, he didn't mean for her to literally turn the place upside-down.
"Eva," he gestured with his hands, "Calm down."
"I am calm!" she snapped back, stomping back towards the lobby.
Polaris Writers' ManualStarship PolarisPolaris Writers' Manual5 years ago in Settings More Like This
"Space. The final frontier. These are the voyages of the Starship Polaris. Her mission: to explore strange new worlds. To seek out dangers and wonders. To boldly go and make a stand!"
For everyone who was inspired by a small ship which went against the big wide world
I. The backstory
During the Earth-Romulan War, Starfleet was busy pushing forward to Romulus. What they didn't know is that the Romulans are also pushing toward Earth. In the wake of a destructive attack, a group of Human pilots, gunmen and merchants decided to put together a fleet to hold the line should the Romulans arrive. Using old and outdated starships and led by a small fleet of seventeen privately owned light cruisers, they laid the cornerstone of what became the United Earth First Fleet. They held the line when the Romulans came and found their way after the founding of the United Federation of Planets as a permitted "member fleet".
As the decades went by, the First Fleet crossed p
TNG: Q or DareQ or DareTNG: Q or Dare4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Sela paced her quarters. So far all of my plans have been thwarted...I have been sinking lower and lower with each failure. My mnhei'sahe has nearly run out. But today, all of that will change.
The door chime to her ready room beeped softly. "Enter," Sela said. Two guards entered, dragging with them a rather tall man dressed in what appeared to be an admiral's outfit. He certainly looked like a Romulan, but his demeanor suggested otherwise. The man was bound in what looked like simple silver ropes, pinning his arms to his body like a straitjacket. Apparently, he was having difficulty getting himself free.
"So," Sela gloated, "This is the omnipotent Q."
Q tugged at the ropes that had pinned his arms to his sides. He managed to free his hands and forearms, but his shoulders remained bound. "Oh come now, Commander," Q complained, "Is this how you treat all your guests?"
"Only those whom I suspect of treachery," Sela said coldly. "And you are not my guest. You've wo
History of the Tzenkethi WarThe history of the Tzenkethi WarHistory of the Tzenkethi War4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Some historians consider the Tzenkethi War the Federation's military showoff for the emerging superpower of the Cardassian Union. Others say this small war which ended with a total Federation victory and the humiliation of the proud Tzenkethi race that knew no defeat for uncounted centuries was the continuation of an ages-old conflict within the Federation itself. Thus, it was a proxy war, fought between those who stood for the ideas of the Federation's regime and those who opposed it.
The conflict, they say, began in 2273 AD, when the third starship to bear the name "USS Polaris" (NCC-2782) was dispatched to investigate the war the Tzenkethi fought for the conquest of the Kzinti Patriarchy. Unknown to most of the Federation military, the UE First Fleet starship was tasked with a secret agenda by Leningrad Command: the crew was to help one side to win the war, and whom to support was their choice. The rest is history the crew chose the unknown Tz
Star Trek: Delta Expedition - Chapter 3Star Trek: Delta Expedition - Chapter 32 months ago in Settings More Like This
Captain’s log, Stardate 55655.6
”It took the return of an old friend to right the Expedition. The fact is the new Warp core design is a step backwards that most Starfleet Engineers would find hard to understand. With all the crew aboard, I called a Mission Briefing in the Briefing room with the Bridge staff. Only my First Officer and I know about our mission, and it's my hope that this ends well.”
Vanessa sits at the head of the table with a chosen seat arrangement of her choice. To Her Left is the ship’s Chief Medical Officer Lieutenant Commander Maxwell Gunn. He seemed to be the most experienced at the table. He had a strong chiseled look to him compared to the others at the table, and appeared to be the oldest of all at the table. To his left is the Operations Officer Lieutenant Juliet James who appeared human but is half Betazoid. She was followed at the table by Flight Controller Ensign Mikita Sidania, whose gold tinted skin and six arms which were b
Vignette - Captain Isabel FuentesVignette - Captain Isabel Fuentes2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Hard to port helm. Evasive at your discretion…Tactical, update!”
It was the dream again.
“Shields at 27 per cent Captain. Warp failing, weapons still at 75 per cent.”
Same old dream. In just a second…
“Captain, Dominion battle cruiser…” Yes, there it was. “Bearing 045 mark 022, closing.”
“Helm, what have we got?”
Fuentes checked her board as she always did, dream or no dream. She could no more prevent herself from doing it than stop herself breathing. Scattered before her were far too many amber and red lights, and nowhere near enough green.
“Sluggish but she’ll fight Captain.”
Brave words for a dying ship.
“In that case, tactical stand by for a spread of torpedoes on my mark. Helm, I’ll want this ship to drop like a stone when we fire.”
Star Trek: Delta Expedition - Chapter 2Star Trek: Delta Expedition - Chapter 22 months ago in Settings More Like This
On the Expedition, we find the Captain in the Conference Room working at the main table, going over reports from various departments as the door chime sounded.
“Enter” she would exclaim as she continued to go over the reports. Vanessa was not fond of the situation, using the Conference room for a ready room. She turned to the open door to see her First Officer Ashley Morgan enter.
“Sorry, I didn't come to see you beam aboard. I spent some time with my sisters.” she stated.
“I trust you didn't tell them about our mission.” replies Vanessa.
“Of course not...but it was difficult.” she says as she steps in front of the replicator and ask for a cold glass of Root beer. She then takes the glass and turns back to the Captain and takes a seat next to her. “How difficult could it be to tell your family you may not be home next year...if not ever?”
Vanessa smirked as she looked at Ashley in disbelief. “Quite a defeatist attitude y
STC: Risan Holiday: Chapter 2STC: Risan Holiday: Chapter 211 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
September 25, 2268
The Cargo Exchange was the central processing centre for a great many of the merchants and traders who came to Orion on business. It was here that cargos were unloaded and then shipped on to their next destination, or were taken delivery of. Likewise, goods that were destined for offworld ports were loaded aboard freighters; or the arrangements for their loading were made. It was not where goods were bought and sold. Rather this was the hub for much of the interstellar shipping itself.
Although there were numerous large transport companies throughout inhabited space (many of which had offices on Orion) there were just as many, if not more, independent freighters and cargo ships plying the trade routes. They were popular among merchants because they generally had open schedules and could therefore handle emergency jobs and all the other last minute problems that routinely came up with import-export.
One such merchant was Kora
STC: Risan Holiday: PrologueSTC: Risan Holiday: Prologue11 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
September 25, 2268
The view of the Orion homeworld from the large window in the captain’s office was a good one, and Captain Cera Rigel leaned against the wall as she took in the sight. This was her first time in the system and she was, to be perfectly honest, rather nervous.
The Orion Syndicate was a well-known galactic power with an infamous reputation. The Orions didn’t have the military might or vast territory that the United Federation of Planets or the Klingon Empire had, but the touch of their green fingers could be felt for hundreds of light-years. They were merchants and pirates, businessmen and slavers. They didn’t care how they made their profits so long as the profits kept coming in.
Unauthorised ships who came to Orion without legitimate business were seized and the crews put into the slave markets. They were notably suspicious of any vessels from the Federation and checked their credentials carefully. Cer
Things Kirk would never sayThings Kirk would never say5 years ago in Profiles More Like This
~ ''I will stay here on the bridge while you go down to the planet surface.'' InnocentRedShirt
~ ''Let's surrender!'' InnocentRedShirt
~ ''I'm sick of space and the Enterprise!'' InnocentRedShirt
~ ''I like Klingons.'' InnocentRedShirt
~ ''I hate woman.'' InnocentRedShirt
~ ''I'm sick and need rest.'' ~InnocentRedShirt
~ ''I don't know what to do..'' ~InnocentRedShirt
~ ''I hate being superior!'' InnocentRedShirt
~ ''I'm not the romantic type..'' InnocentRedShirt<
KlingonJ.R. GirouxKlingon7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Never wash your clothes or you wont smell like a warrior; never wash an enemys clothes because they dont deserve to smell good anyway; endure the heat of Earths puny sun; eat your food raw, it tastes better; cleanse your wounds with good alcohol; when buying weapons dont take anything that doesnt have secret compartments for knives and phasers; rub salt into your enemys wounds; is it true that you cried in sword fighting class?; always eat your food in such a way that it turns someone elses stomach; in a war try to march with purpose and not like the wretched human youre so bent on becoming; dont cry in sword fighting class; you mustnt pay attention to Cardassians unless they try to dishonor you-then you may slit their throats; but I wasnt crying in sword fighting class and never at all during hand to hand combat; this is how to sew; this is how to sew up a gaping chest wound so you may c