To boldly blog.

Spitballing with the fellas on discord and we've come up with a Star Trek character we want to see: A 200-year-old top Vulcan diplomat attending a function and laughing boisterously and slapping backs with everyone and then just relaxing into resting bitch face the moment nobody is watching him. He takes his job deadly seriously and studied parties extensively in the diplomatic academy. Every year he's brushing up on new developments in party theory. He knows every party nuance you could possibly think of, for the sake of intergalactic relations. Peace in the galaxy depends on it. It's weird but you gotta meet people where they're at, he thinks.

Sarek fucking hates this guy and it's 100% envy

tos is wild because they show women in the most objectifying uniforms imaginable then 30 seconds later pan over to kirk in tights with his tits out

i'm like a trekkie virgil <- me when i have delusions of grandeur

beam me up scotty (beam me up inside) can’t beam up (beam me up inside)

i truly believe in order to make peak star trek again you simply have to get a cast of actors who have only done theatre and nothing else. you can have one token TV Guy if you wish. but so help me god i need those aliens doing shakespeare up there

Two lizards, both alike in dignity (On fair Voyager, where we lay our scene), From two years’ work break to new felicity, Where Warp-10 deeds make civil hands unclean. From forth the fatal loins of these two mates A trio of star-crossed lizards make their life; Those misadventured, piteous caudates Doth with their birth provoke their parents’ strife. The fearful passage of this lizardly lust And the abandonment of kids betrayed, Who, at Chakotay’s will, were left in mud, Is now the traffic of this Threshold Day; The which, if you with patient eyes attend, What here shall miss, our memes shall strive to mend.