abandon planet,

the tired voice of moonlight.

[ektal]

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↪ ¹ REGULATIONS. ² FILE. ³ HANDBOOK. ⁴ PADD. ⁵ CREW.

[ektal]

spock is currently snoozing right now but i intend to come back around here over the weekend and do a little housekeeping and maybe reblog a meme or two... for now catch me over on @lazared / @389398 / @consultations <3

[mcflymemes]

VARIOUS SETTINGS / LOCATIONS PROMPTS *  location based prompts for starters, adjust as necessary

[ 01 ] a crowded masquerade party, on the dance floor

[ 02 ] the narrow space between two dusty bookshelves

[ 03 ] a shady spot in the sand under a boat dock

[ 04 ] the cereal aisle of a neighborhood cornerstore

[ 05 ] a one-stall, one-sink bathroom in a noisy bar

[ 06 ] standing next to the only car in an otherwise-empty parking lot

[ 07 ] a field of ready-to-pick corn, the stalks making it impossible to see the space around you

[ 08 ] the sun-dappled, grassy edge of a small lake

[ 09 ] intermission at a broadway show

[ 10 ] seated beside each other at a nail salon

[ 11 ] a desolate field in the middle of nowhere, just before a rainstorm

[ 12 ] a lonely bus stop at 2am

[ 13 ] the garden center of a home improvement store

[ 14 ] the only two people at a hotel bar on new year's

[ 15 ] on a bench beside a large fountain and its lit-up water display

[ 16 ] the messy chaos of an all-you-can-eat buffet

[ 17 ] a city rooftop with lightning in the distance

[ 18 ] a rusty fire escape

[ 19 ] inside an ice cream shop

[ 20 ] at the entrance of a lost temple in the middle of a thick jungle

[ 21 ] the waiting area of a busy doctor's office

[ 22 ] a city street teeming with news vehicles, camera crews, and reporters

[ 23 ] a hammock on the beach strung between two palm trees

[ 24 ] a locked door. the key is under the mat

[ 25 ] the large, ornate rotunda of an official building

[ 26 ] an empty, run-down subway car

[ 27 ] the only gas station for miles

[ 28 ] an airport café during the breakfast rush

[ 29 ] a wine tasting event for couples

[ 30 ] the cliffside overlooking a magnificent, roaring waterfall

[ektal]

@tricords, rissa asiver: it's a trap, isn't it?

the wind whistles a discordant hymn as the away team steps through the snow. it blankets the earth, a stark white scene that spreads for miles - it's almost like a mirror, or perhaps a painting, a general unease paired with the overall dubious circumstances of this investigation being conducted. spock is calm despite it.

it is probable, he turns briefly to sign it to rissa, despite the low visibility of the whiteout; he can see just fine, thankfully, and with how close he keeps the others there is little chance of communication being missed. the commander straightens and listens, as if pressing an ear to a locked door. everything is quiet aside from the wind. he raises a hand to gesture to the others to keep it tight, and continues onward. he signs to the lieutenant once more, brows furrowed in concentration. stay behind me.

[quotefeeling]

“And sometimes I have kept my feelings to myself, because I could find no language to describe them in.”

— Jane Austen

[ektal]

thinking again about spock as a professor of literary translation and literary studies... this is his profession in any verse where yknow. being a super cool space scientist isnt feasible. and the reason why is simply because it fits him best thematically. he used to be a professor of astrophysics in the past but i've decided that astrophysics or other related fields of astronomical study don't apply to him exactly as a character. spock has multiple degrees in many fields astrophysics included but spock's passion is language, and i'm thinking he has a specialization in hebrew and latin.

[undecime]

“ pleased to meet you, commander spock. ” he grins — how fascinating. he caries himself like someone with a bounty of experience. HE CAN ONLY IMAGINE WHAT THE CAPTAIN IS LIKE! “ name, THE DOCTOR. rank, DOCTOR. well, not that kind of doctor. i'm a . . . scientist. of sorts. and a pilot. also, a librarian. ” he pauses, looking around, turning back to look at the TARDIS and then back at spock and around at the ceilings and the walls. “ you're not the captain? ” the doctor repeats, hand moving up to caress his chin. “ say, commander spock, what does a science officer do? ”

[ektal]

"a doctor who is not a doctor at all." an obvious observation, but one he feels merits repeating - it is often said that to speak something aloud roots it in one's mind as truth, as fact, as reality. the commander finds himself mildly perplexed by the idea, and deeply fascinated all the same. to what end is the science this so called doctor participates in something that could be deemed familiar? perhaps it isn't familiar at all. this telephone box, for one, is singularly unique. "no, i am not the captain. as previously stated." the hand that has a grip on his padd flexes minutely - spock dislikes redundancies. "i am responsible for many things aboard the enterprise. i am in charge of our sciences division, which includes medical and research, to name a few. additionally, i am part of the bridge crew and oversee such operations from my station."

[mcflymemes]

MISCELLANEOUS SENTENCE PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue, adjust as necessary

hey, what was that shot?

do you think i did it?

i was just thinking that i wouldn't be caught dead in those shorts.

please don't take it away from me.

sometimes it feels like having a ghost in the house.

i haven't had sex in six... no, seven months.

i'm wrong all the time. it's how i get to "right."

they said it was right around here somewhere.

i don't think they're going anywhere.

if something doesn't feel right to you, it usually isn't.

we need to get you to a hospital.

you said this was going to end badly.

i want to follow in your footsteps.

hey, look what i found. a dead guy.

i wasn't being rude. i was being curt.

what's up, [name]? did you find something?

people are pigs.

i... am a genius.

i've got something for you to see.

i can't discuss the case.

it's gotta be the murder weapon.

how are you holding up?

i think i'd just feel a lot better if i had a change of clothes.

stay strong.

you rolled out of bed and managed to dress yourself.

i just wanted to congratulate you in person.

you never give up.

give me some time. i'm not a miracle worker.

i noticed something strange.

you don't have a personal life?

can't get much deader than this.

i just figured i'd come by.

i hope you're not starting to admire those thugs.

you stay, or i'll smash you to pieces.

this one's actually dead.

i tend not to believe people. they lie.

do you stop when it's finished, or when you've had enough?

stop doing the thing i know you're doing!

i'm not an egg man.

you need to get a girlfriend.

not enough to sting. just enough to make you think.

how much does water weigh?

i can't be fucked to plug it in.

don't insult me.

i'm a sinner. i have sinned.

it's warm! why is it warm?

sometimes i can be a little thoughtless.

it's not supposed to be fun.

your timekeeping is abysmal!

i guess i should stop trying to impress you.

i'm looking for the greater comfort of long-term financial security.

it was a gift from me, so technically i own it.

i've been talking for nine minutes?

you're not a bad guy.

never doubt. never look back. that's how i live my life.

i had an absolutely lovely day.

knowledge demands its payment.

i'm not in the mood.

the clues were there!

[timedten-a-deactivated20251113]

                   ❛            oh you are .. brilliant , you lot ! adventurers out among the stars , first contact with alien life , you are amazing !            ❜                    then there was me ! first contact with the infamous starship enterprise , oh , if i could fangirl in a time like this , i absolutely would. still , i had much more pressing problems , given why i'd crashed on this rock in the first place.

                   ❛            right , okay ! i don't suppose you have a spare dark matter stabiliser on board ? my ship is in pretty desperate need of one at the moment.            ❜                    clicking my tongue to the roof of my mouth , my fists shoved deep into my pockets as i cast the other life - form a hopeful grin , twisting my lanky self halfheartedly toward the small blue box in the distance behind me , smoke billowing out of the open doors. best let her aerate a little bit , i could barely stick my head in without coughing up a lung.

@ektal / closed starter !

[ektal]

a dark matter stabilizer. no, not quite the kind of technology they'd have just lying about, though the strangeness of such a request isn't reflected on the commander's face. he watches the other with intrigue, though his attention is quickly taken by the smoking mass just beyond them - the situation does appear quite dire, though that hardly changes the facts. "not at the moment, no."

spock walks leftward a few meters to examine the wreckage with more scrutiny. a telephone box that makes use of dark matter - how fascinating! he can sense the other's excitement and impatience; with a final grunt of interest he returns to the stranger, a brow raised. "though perhaps we can be of assistance to you. we can send a handful of our engineers to examine the damage and determine if it is able to be repaired enough for you to travel on to your destination - or, if more preferable, we can provide you with passage aboard our own ship to your destination. with your... vessel in tow."

[undecime]

warp calculations? this ship used WARP CALCULATIONS? the doctor exhales, head tilted and eyebrows furrowed together and hand on the doorframe of the TARDIS and lips pursed slightly — “ no, definitely not the third moon of racchus. ” he murmurs to himself, stepping out of the police box completely with the door shutting behind him. THE USS ENTERPRISE. A RESEARCH AND EXPLORATION VESSEL. THE BETA QUADRANT. very, very far from the third moon of racchus. he must have switched coordinates. how odd, he thought, that he ended up piloting her so well. “ yes. this is just a telephone box. an old one, like you said. ” the doctor nods, placing his hands on his hips and squinting. upturned eyebrows. the ears. the lack of emotion. “ oh! YOU'RE VULCAN! i haven't seen a vulcan in . . . ” hundreds of years. he shakes his head, puts on a smile. “ blimey, that's brilliant. now, this is a research and exploration vessel, yes? may i ask what your role is? ” HOW EXCITING, he thinks. I HAVEN'T LANDED ON A SHIP LIKE THIS BY ACCIDENT IN A VERY LONG TIME. “ how many people in the crew? are you the captain? ”

[ektal]

it's in his nature as a scientist to observe anything and everything around him with immense attention to detail. this stranger is no exception - his manner of speech, seeming unfamiliarity with his current circumstances, and the mere fact that he seems unable to recognize chain of command - all come together to form a very curious profile in spock's mind. he's fascinated, to say the least. his head tilts to the side subtly to reflect it, padd tucked dutifully against his side. "i am commander spock, first and science officer of the uss enterprise. i am not the captain - that would be james t. kirk, who shall be joining us quite soon. he is likely on his way here now, to investigate the anomaly caused by your... vessel. might i inquire as to your own name and title?"

[gunbasharch]

[ #GUNBASH ] what if i don't want the monster to stop being a monster ? what if that's the only anchor i have left ? what if my sanity depends on being able to point at the bad thing and say THAT IS THE BAD THING . haven't i already lost enough time losing track of who the enemy is ? / an original character by chuckles

[ektalarchive]

michael: okay, it's time to go, spock. get back to discovery. spock: michael, i cannot. michael: what? spock: when my vessel was hit… my engines are disabled. michael: discovery can lock onto you with a tractor beam. spock: there is no time. and even if there were, they would need to lower their shields to bring me aboard, and they will not survive doing so. not in this battle. not with the amount of damage that ship has already sustained. you must go. michael: i just got you back! i don't want to let go. spock: neither… do i. michael: i already lost you once! spock: you never lost me, michael. as a child, i was truly lost. the path of my father, the path of my mother. you came into our lives and you taught me it was possible to travel both. you found me. you saved me. michael: that wasn't me. that was always in you. spock: you are my balance, michael, you always have been, and i… am afraid that i will not find it again without you. michael: okay. listen to me. listen to me, little brother. this is the last advice i'll ever be able to give you. there is a whole galaxy out there full of people who will reach for you. you have to let them. find that person who seems farthest from you, and reach for them. reach for them. let them guide you. spock: ...i will. i only wish that i could be certain of your safety. michael: ( sighs ) you will. ( chuckles, sniffles ) i'll send the last signal. i'll send it through the wormhole when we get to the other side. spock: i will watch the stars for it.

[ektal]

another grumpy.

[acecroft]

ETHAN PECK as Spock/Pollux the Wizard in Star Trek: Strange New Worlds 1.08

[in3]

“ come on, spock! it'll be fun! ” he can still hardly believe he got @ektal to come with — he'll thank nyota later. JIM HAS PLANS, and they won't actually happen if he's stuck thinking about what happens after shore leave. “ tell me, did she tell you anything? did she SPOIL THE FUN? god, i hope not. i wanna see your reaction so bad. come on. YOU'LL THANK ME LATER! ”

[ektal]

fun isn't a word that tends to get much use in spock's vernacular. it's something that hardly ever sees the light of day, so to speak - he prefers the structure that routine provides, the stability of his work aboard the enterprise. he'd only agreed to take time off because nyota had given him those huge puppy eyes of hers and challenged him to relax; it was a clever tactic, he must admit. spock is never one to turn down a challenge, especially not from a colleague he holds in such high esteem.

jim is like a livewire, crackling with an excitement that rolls off him in waves. it's like standing directly in a beam of sunlight, and spock watches his captain with equal parts curiosity and apprehension. "she spoke nothing of the details," spock sighs, something of acceptance. "i am going in blind, to borrow a turn of phrase with which you are familiar. as you seemingly prefer."

[sunshineslut]

[undecime]

“ so you’re telling me that this isn’t the THIRD MOON OF RACHUS? ” confusion is spread clear across the time lord’s face, brow is furrowed as he stares back at @ektal with an expression that reads where the hell am i? the metal walls, the singular person standing in front of him now — his shirt matches the TARDIS. maybe if he weren’t here now, he’d laugh! “ i’m i’m a ship. a space ship. WHAT IS THIS PLACE CALLED? ”

[ektal]

one of the many 'benefits,' as they are so-called, of serving aboard the flagship of starfleet itself is that there is never a lack of things for the commander to study. fascinating and spontaneous phenomena are part of life on the enterprise - so an alien vessel, as of yet unidentified as spock stands before it and examines it with a determined brow, appearing within the enterprise's confines is not quite the strangest thing that could've occurred. improbable does not mean impossible; a fact clearly proven by something like this, a situation one in a million. spock watches the stranger carefully, mouth twitching downward at the edges in the way it so typically does when the first officer is deep in thought. "yes," it's a simple enough answer to the other's first question, and anything else to be said on the matter is immediately discarded. "you are aboard the uss enterprise. we are a research and exploration vessel, and you have come to us while we are deep within the beta quadrant." his attention is drawn again to the tardis, where he takes a long moment to inspect its details closely, before his eyes flicker back to the other. they gleam with fascination. "an old earth telephone box. how strange..." a beat, and the slightest tilt of his head, "incorrect warp calculations?"