Dec 10, 2013
We are the United Federation of Planets. Lower your shields and surrender your ships. We will add your biological and technological distinctiveness to our own. Your culture will adapt to service us. Resistance is futile.
*Tal’kaela shrieks in surprise and grabs the nearest weapon to her (which happens to be a butterknife) and says in a low hoarse voice that might sound threatening if she didn’t squeak with fear occasionally* Wh-wh-wh—-What do you want!? Who are you, really? Th-th-th-this— *backs up until she bumps into a wall* this had bet-t-ter be some kind of sick jok-ke!! Where are—? Sh-show yourself!
