I found it funny that Thok's authorization code had "gamma" in it, whereas the Doctor's had "delta". Each with their relevant quadrants in their hearts codes
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I found it funny that Thok's authorization code had "gamma" in it, whereas the Doctor's had "delta". Each with their relevant quadrants in their hearts codes

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Galactic Gazetteer: Ysida
Class: P
Quadrant: Delta
Location: near the Beta/Delta border
First appearance: PRO "Last Flight of the Protostar, Pt II" (2024)
Fun fact: a large planet covered in a dense cloud ocean, which featured ion storms that generated antimatter
Another fun fact: Chakotay spent a decade living here when the protostar exited a wormhole and crashed on the planet.
Fun fact 3: Ysida is an anagram of Daisy, the name of writer Diandra Pendleton-Thompson's grandmother.
The crew of Voyager found a nice planet to land on for repairs and a picnic.
"Counterpoint" (S05E10, Stardate UNKNOWN) presents an intriguing premise with Voyager intruding on another alien race's space and being forced to submit to their authority. It does gloss over the finer points of the Prime Directive violation, but the mystery of whether or not Kashyk is sincere is solid.
For this episode poster I wanted to emulate a propaganda poster that would capture the side of the anti-telepath Devore.
Love how the two types of people in the Delta Quadrant are
neolithic farmers, or
people with transwarp drives that, oops, you can't have

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Voyager is maybe my least favorite Trek show. Not necessarily because I think it's the worst in quality but just because I think it's the most disappointing in terms of making good on its premise, which is SO cool and they ultimately do SO little with. The Delta Quadrant should have been drastically more alien than anything else that had been encountered before but it really wasn't, and bringing the Borg in as the Big Bad again was so boring. You're supposed to be in an entirely new, strange place- give me something else new and strange to go with it! Also, the integration of the Maquis and Starfleet crew was way too easy. It should have been a source of major on-going tension for so much longer and formed basically the entire show's main secondary arc. There should have been political tensions and backstabbing and grabs for power mixed in with having to begrudgingly learn to work together and care about each other and even as the crew became bonded by circumstance the power struggle should have never entirely subsided. Also the sense of the ship being in more dire straits in terms of resources and needing to improvise and patch things together could have been used for so many more interesting things and emphasized further. In general its just such a great mix of really, really amazing set-ups and deliveries that really don't use them to their fullest at all.
CAPTAIN DIRTBAG
This is the first part of a script I wrote because I needed to see the woman hot-mess dirtbag trope (Eleanor Shellstrop/Fleabag/Tracey from Chewing Gum. you get it) in a Captain's role in Star Trek.
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Part I:
It's the 25th century, exactly 100 years after Voyager got yeeted into the Delta Quadrant. The Starship Sojourner is on red alert - again.
Captain Vatal and her crew are struggling to fight off an alien warship for the fifth time in two months. Shields at 30%. Weapons at 20%. Several of the crew are injured.
Vatal is trying her best not to be shaken but the fact of the matter is they're getting their asses kicked. She is an uptight perfectionist so this string of ass whoopings is rattling her to her core. When she got assigned this mission - find and make contact with 12 planets and 12 species charted out by Starfleet Command - she was pleased. She had a reputation at Starfleet as being a top student and her first mission as Captain had been a success. But this second mission was a bigger deal - bigger ship, bigger crew, deeper space - and she was absolutely beefing it.
BOOM! An explosion.
Ensign Jared (Young, handsome, frazzled): Captain, the hull's about to go!
Captain Vatal: Reroute auxiliary power to the structural integrity field now!
First Officer Cres (severe, capable, irritable): Rerouting -
Another explosion.
Vatal: Lieutenant, evasive maneuvers!
Lieutenant Denalia (hot, mysterious, agile): The warp core is offline! We won't be able to make it out fast enough!
Vatal: Reroute auxiliary power to the warp -
Cres: There's only so much auxiliary power to reroute Captain! You can't just say that everytime!
(Explosion)
Vatal: Just fucking do it! Goddamnit Cres!
Cres: REROUTING -
Another direct hit. The ship begins to speed away faster. But the alien warship is close behind them. It's a shark swimming after a guppy.
Denalia: They're gaining on us Captain.
Vatal: I see that Lieutenant!
Cres: They're charging weapons again.
Vatal: I'm aware Commander!
Cres: So what do we do?
Captain Vatal is panicking. Everyone is looking to her for direction. She is frozen in time and space. It's random, but her mind goes back to her graduation day at the academy. As if in slow motion, she can see her parents, professors and classmates smiling at her, top of her class. They attach a pin to her lapel. She feels like the luckiest ensign in the world.
BOOM.
A huge explosion. A blinding light. It's over, Vatal thinks. But suddenly her vision comes back and her eyes dart around wildly. The bridge is still intact. The crew is still alive. And through the viewscreen - an alien warship that has been completely blown up.
Jared: Wha- was that us??
Cres: You control the weapons, did you fire?
Jared: No...
Cres: So it wasn't us (under her breath) idiot...
Denalia: Who was it?
Vatal: Or what was it?
Cres: Captain we're being hailed.
Vatal: Open a channel.
They hear a woman's voice slurring her words and a rather raucous crowd in the background. It's as if someone's calling from a party.
Keej: Ohhhh my god hello?
Vatal: Hello. This is Captain Vada Vatal of the Starship Sojourner. Who am I -
Keej: (Slurring) Ohhhh my god you guys what WAS THAT?
Vatal looks at Cres. The crew listens in confusion.
Denalia: She sounds concussed.
Keej: That thing...was MUTHAFUCKIN BIG!
Cres: I think she's...
Vatal: Who is this?
Keej: Mmmm who is THIS?
Vatal: I just introduced myself.
Keej: Look I'm not gonna say. But you're welcome. You guys owe us a torpedo, man - pffffft (cackles) (To someone in the background) Did you guys hear that? I said they owe us a torpedo. No forreal cuz like we didn't have to save them - HUH?
Cres: (Mouths to Vatal) What the fuck?
Vatal: Where are you located? Are you on a starship? A shuttle?
Keej: No further questions your honor. End transmis-shing. (To the background) Wow. That lady sounded like a real bummer. Captain Snooze, amirite. Like, GRAY alert-
Vatal: You're still on the comm line.
Keej: Pffffft (laughing) That's my bad. End transmish-een. (To the party) Hey what's a Captain gotta do to get another shot of kanar?
Vatal: Cres activate long-range scanners. Where the fuck are these people?
Cres: (Activates) Nothing Captain. We're not picking anything up.
Vatal: Ensign, modulate the electron fluctuation on the scanners and try again.
Jared: (Modulates) Nothing.
Vatal: Puzzling. (sighs) But I'm not gonna stick around and wait for another warship to show up. Denalia, take us out of h-
BOOM. The ship rumbles on impact.
Jared: Captain something's crashed into us. Damage on decks 3, 7 and 8.
Vatal: (angrily) What the actual hell?
Cres: We're being hailed.
Vatal: Open the damn channel! HEY you ...JERKS!
Cres: (Rolls her eyes) Got em.
Vatal: What the fuck are you guys trying to do?
Keej: (muffled, to her crew) Fucking turn it off. Just shut it off, there's no point now...
Slowly, a small starship goes from invisible to visible - and its port bow is smashed into the Sojourner's docking station.
Keej: (Big drunk sigh) Hey guys...so...party foul...
The Captain and her Wife Seven of Nine.
#Janeway x Seven #Space Wives
#The Captain’s Wife #J/7