My Random Fandoms

Promise me you’ll survive. That you won’t give up, no matter what happens. No matter how hopeless.

anyway I often think about how powerful it would’ve been instead of shoe-horning in an “emotion chip” the show had continued down this line of thinking, where people start to point out that the phrases Data uses to describe himself in relation to things, people, events, etc. .. sure does sound like emotions. 

And Data, who’s been raised to believe he hasn’t got emotions needs to reconfigure his whole sense of self. That’s what “sad” is? That’s joy??? 

we talked about this before, but the idea that Data’s been mourning Tasha since s1, but hasn’t been allowed to, because Data Has No Emotions is a fact that everyone including himself has internalised, that must be difficult as hell 

And then maybe the emotion chip does get introduced and Data is on this journey already, but he can bypass all of that learning and just instinctively know he feels and feels “correctly” here’s a chip to fix all of that turmoil he’s been feeling,,, 

but he decides not to. At first because of what happens with Geordi, but then because he begins to realise that he’s not in need of fixing, of being made better, or more human, or all of the sentences he (and others) have used in the past to indicate that he’s not a whole person yet. 

She paints her face to hide her face, her eyes a deep water; it is not for Geisha to want, it is not for Geisha to feel; Geisha is an artist of the floating world. She dances. She sings. She entertains you - whatever you want. The rest is shadows, the rest is secret.

She paints her face to hide her face. Her eyes are deep water. It is not for Geisha to want. It is not for Geisha to feel. Geisha is an artist of the floating world. She dances, she sings. She entertains you, whatever you want. The rest is shadows, the rest is secret.

“Great Spirit, Maker of All Life. A warrior goes to you swift and straight as an arrow shot into the sun. Welcome him, and let him take his place at the council fire of my people. He is Uncas, my son. Tell them to be patient, and ask death for speed; for they are all there but one - I, Chingachgook - Last of the Mohicans.”