Captain of the USS Enterprise

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[dailychrispine]

Star Trek Beyond (2016) – Kirk

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[incandescentgold]

              i keep telling myself ‘write a starter’ but my mind blanks and i just end up repping to that one thread i have whoops

[evanbdiaz]

There’s something wrong with me chemically Something wrong with me inherently. (x)

[billciipher]

Click on it twice. These are your two super powers.

[joyceanfartboner-deactivated202]

everyone else always seems to fucking get cool shit and i always get like “gel manipulation” and “using dust along w/ your fighting style”

[frittteclerk]

#i love this game i play it every time#ok ok#discord inducement#thats causing discord and strife in a group#ok cool#and#owl physiology#what the fuck??#im a fucking owl#im an owl who will make u hate ur friends#what the HELL is this (via oscarjulietsierra)

[thisismydesign-bitch-deactivate]

telepathy and werewolf physiology…not bad

[omcns-remade-deactivated2016041]

Okay, so, I just managed to figure out how to do a reply. It’s not that different from what you would have to do in the last update that Tumblr did, but I’ll still include screenshots of how I managed to do it. Also to freakxnewxdance I hope you don’t mind my using one of our threads to demonstrate this.

Alright, so here goes! What you want to do is pull up the reply the other person made and copy that person’s reply like so:

Then you paste your reply into the text box provided below. For the image, what you have to do is right-click on the image and select “copy image”:

Paste the image into the reply and adjust position as needed according to where the icon was when your partner replied.

Then you go about replying as usual (since I already responded to this thread I just made a random thing tbfh). As a personal preference nowadays, I like separating my partner’s reply from mine with one of those dividing lines on the Tumblr sidebar, like so:

and then go about formatting how you normally would and also delete the reblogs. If you want to add your partner’s URL at the top feel free, though it’s rather tedious and would involve going into HTML to bring things back to normal, and for those who aren’t experienced with html… it’ll be tough. At this point I wouldn’t worry about blockquoting because I have absolutely no idea how it would turn out if I did happen to blockquote, but until Tumblr either fixes this or X-kit finds a way to create an extension to have the option of going back to the old way, this is what I can provide to help you guys with.

Until notice from either side of the argument, I hope this helps, and happy RPing!

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Just adding this--you can definitely still block quote just be careful to highlight only your partner’s text after you’ve already typed your response, and if you want to add your partner’s url, just do it like a normal link-- type their url at the top of their section of the post, go to their page, copy/paste their last reply and then link it to their name on top of the post. Gets the job done at least.

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cellobowsandarrows:

Honesty, she wasn’t sure how confident she was in his statement, wasn’t sure about how easy it would be to get her home, especially considering that home was along way away from here. Looking at the ground for a moment Kate took a deep breath, sighed a little. “I hope so.” There were friends that were in danger, there were people that she needed to be there for, to help, she wondered how long it was she had been missing for. Was Clint looking for her? Would he spend forever looking or her, tearing the city and world from the bottom up looking for her? He always promised he would and the truth was now…she didn’t want him to. She wanted him to spend his time doing his job and having a life. The idea of him searching for her when she was gone was a heavy thought to carry.

“Do you guys have like, windows?” Granted, it was a stupid question but who knew, what if they didn’t? “Or would like the gravity escape?” It was an attempt at a joke but she saw the way one of them looked. “I was joking, don’t worry I’m not a total idiot. Though I’m still trying to get my head around the gravity thing.” That was true at least. It was a little mind boggling.

“You said we were in orbit around something, a planet I guess?” See she had been listening, even if she did look like she was staring at everyone dumbly. “Can I see it? I’ve never seen a planet from above before….well only in photos.” The idea that they were in space was just, well it was incredible and if she was here…Kate wanted to see it. “Can you see the stars are well…New Yorks got so much light pollution you can’t really see anything, sometimes you cant even see the moon if it’s hazy.”

              Brows lifted at her question. He supposed this wasn’t the best area of the Enterprise with its lack of view ports, but the brig wasn’t meant to be kind on anyone. Seeing any sign of escape tended towards a kind of hope. Jim brushed off that thought, offering a huff of laughter at her joke (and no, Spock did not find that particular joke amusing). 

                        “We’ve got windows. I guess it would be kinda strange considering where you’re coming from,” Jim canted his head to the side in a faint shrug, “You see, underneath our feet are gravity plates which are regulated by the generators. Because most of Starfleet personnel are from Earth, the gravity is generally that of the planet. But it could be modified. In the event the ship is damaged, it’s one of the last things to fail.”

             Jim nodded, “Yeah, it’s a planet. Alpha Cygnus IX. We just finished collecting some flora from its surface. Nothing major,” Jim shrugged and then glancing over at Spock as if for assistance he considered her question. “You sure about that? Maybe you ought to give it some time. Get acclimated to the ship first and then we’ll...” He paused trying to figure this out, “Ah, what the heck? We’ll be passing some of the viewports anyway on our way to the Medbay--and before you say anything, I don’t like going there either, but as Captain of this ship I have to make sure everyone on board is properly taken care of and that includes you, right now. Can’t be sure if whatever happened to you didn’t cause any unknown affects.” 

                        “Now, let’s get out of here,” Jim waved her forward, half turning toward the appropriate corridor.

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nicoriku:

nicoriku:

  first palette meme I made and probably not the last

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cellobowsandarrows:

 It probably was still there, Kate guessed given it’s importance it would have been preserved, especially in a society where space travel seemed to be a thing. “This ship must be pretty important to inherit the name…”  If anyone in this room knew what that was like it was Kate. She’d inherited the name Hawkeye, she was a Bishop, one half of her life was spent carrying the legacy of one of most loved Avengers and the other half an heir to a two hundred billion dollar company. She knew all about carrying legacies.

They probably thought her strange, but it occurred to Kate, that she was possibly one of the first humans to see all of this. That she was getting the chance to experience something that no one back home could ever have dreamed of…and wasn’t that just fucking incredible.

“Kate….well it’s Katherine but you know, everyone just calls me Kate.” God why wouldn’t her brain shut up? “So…your ship looks…shiny by the way, nice ship.” Oh god that was awkward. Super awkward. Hawkward. Kate wanted whatever it was under her feat to swallow her up.

                       “Yeah, it’s kind of a lot important,” Jim agreed, but held back any elaboration. The Enterprise was the flagship of Starfleet, the first to embark on the five year mission they were currently undertaking. He thought it best to keep such remarks to himself until the woman was a little more balanced. Just being inside the ship was a lot to take in, he doubted she would be thrilled to hear how far from Earth they were.

             Jim glanced around, a faintly amused smile on his face. He supposed the bright lighting did make the interior even more luminescent than it was normally. He nodded, ignoring Spock’s flat look. 

                        “It’s gotten us out of quite a few problems in the past. The Enterprise is the most reliable ship in the fleet, with the best crew a captain could ask for,” He flashed a grin at his commanding officer before returning his attention on Kate. “Nice to have you on board, Kate. Hopefully your stay won’t be too long, and we can get you back to your time without too much of a hassle.” 

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emotiionisms:

“Hey, no need to shoot the messenger. I’m only here because Doctor McCoy asked me to check on you while I was near the bridge.”

If he wanted her to leave, she would go; T’Venna had enough work sitting on her desk in the Medical Bay already. However, she was concerned over his health.

                      “What does he think I am,” Jim said, less frustrated and more baffled, “some kind of child?” 

              He wouldn’t be surprised if Bones did think of him as a child. He certainly doted on him like one. Jim shook his head.

                          “Well, you go tell him I’m just fine, and he can stop worrying. Didn’t realize I brought my mother on board.”

              Actually, that was almost an insult considering he hadn’t heard from Winona in literal years.

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cellobowsandarrows:

He silenced her.

Not that he would have known it but, Kate Bishop never shut up. She always had a come back, a sarcastic comment, she was famed as the kid that could talk her way out of anything…and here she was, unable to find words to describe exactly how insane all of this was. Kate just looked at him, took a small step back, bright blue eyes focused on him as she tried to process the idea that she was over two hundred years in the future. It wasn’t the first time she’d time travelled, call it an occupational hazard with the job that she did, except this was far….much further than she had ever been before.

The idea that humans were wondering around in space as if it was normal was a lot to take in. She turned way, brought her hands up over her face and mumbled something to herself, that sounded a lot like ‘this is fucking bad’ before she took a deep breath and tried to steady herself. There was no way she was having an emotional break down here, she didn’t want to show them that she was scared. Kate Bishop didn’t get scared.

“Well I assume this Enterprise at least flies?” She’s trying to cover up the wobble in her voice, except it wasn’t perfect. Her hands held each other, trying to disguise the tremble in them and the fact it felt like her heart was running at well over 200bpm.  “The space shuttle Enterprise was constructed without engines or heat shields, it never actually flew it face, it was just for testing the approach and landing. They used to just fly it on the back of a 747 and drop it into the sky.” They probably didn’t care, but she couldn’t cope with the silence, with them all looking at her like she was some kinda fucking display in a museum. Some relic to stare at.

“It’s in a museum in New York….”

               He noticed the signs; trying to hold it together when you were falling apart was a Kirk-expertise. It wasn’t that hard to dismiss. Spock shifted beside him, canting his head to the side and Jim knew what he was going to say before he said it (’fascinating’). Jim opted to ignore him. The woman wasn’t a threat, and there was no reason to keep her in holding, especially not in her current state. Jim gave a short nod.

                         “Probably still there, but I never have made a visit,” Jim said, “Too busy exploring other planets other than my own.... Anyway,” Because he knew picking the wrong words in this situation wouldn’t do him any favors. He wanted to help keep her calm, not exacerbate her emotions. Talking about their mission would probably backfire. “I’m going to release you from the holding cell, but only if you promise not to freak out, okay? We’re going to figure out what brought you here, and then try and see if we can get you back home. Shouldn’t be too hard,” And if he was posturing, she didn’t have to know that. “So, you have a name we can call you?”

             Jim gestured to Spock to release the force field keeping them on opposite sides. He took a step forward, uncertain how she would react now that they were no longer treating her as a prisoner. He still wanted to call down Bones if only to see to it that she really did only have a scratch (couldn’t be sure if she might have endured worse through whatever means she had ended up so far into the future). 

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that thread’s gonna end like “kirk to dr mccoy im rescheduling that aneurysm, that ok with you”

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cellobowsandarrows:

At least there was people turning up, and now she didn’t just have the guy in the corner staring at her constantly. Hell he must have been the size of a tank, Kate guessed he could have killed her with his thumbs. Taking a step forward, she guessed he was the guy in charge. What did you know, that line worked! He looked human, but what were humans doing on something like this in space? Even the accent sounded….American?  What was it Midwest? Kate just frowned at him, confusion crossing her face as she tried to work out what the hell was going on here. James? Okay definitely human.

“I don’t know….” It appeared they were in the dark as much as she was. “I was in New York.” She was willing to bet that they wouldn’t believe that. Kate wouldn’t have believed it either. “It was like three AM….am I tripping here like, have I dropped acid or something?” Her eyes flutter to the men behind him, thumb killer still staring. “Can you ask Thumb Killer over there to stop staring at me? It’s really creepy and he’s freaking me out.” She said it only to try and show case the accent a little, maybe it would put someone in the room at ease a little.

“I don’t need a doctor, I’m fine, it’s a scratch….looks worse than it is I promise.” A hand rubbed her temple, god she was starting to get a headache, this was a lot to take in. “Listen, I know this sounds rude but I got some questions, are we in space, why are you in space? Humans don’t go to space, and you’re American, and human I guess…a good looking hu-“ She cut herself off. Not the time for that. “Since when the hell did humans go to space? They cancelled the space shuttle program, sure we have the International Space Station but you know, that’s….and if we’re in space like Thumb Killer said, why are we not floating? People float in space.”

No Kate wasn’t going to buy any of this.

“Alright where’s the hidden cameras, am I on Punked? By the way MTV hidden camera set up shows were cool in like, 2005…it’s 2015 get with the times guys!”

                 New York? They weren’t anywhere near Earth for that line to be even the slightest bit true. But then, how would she even know about New York, or Eath for that matter? And she sounded similar enough to the people he’d known from New York, although there was some differentiation to her accent. Like it was from a different era, and that definitely got Jim’s mind working at full speed. If she was getting a headache, he was going to end up wit ha migraine before this was all over. 

                         “You heard the lady,” Jim commented toward Cupcake, with an apologetic shrug. It wasn’t like she was going to bust out of that cell any time soon. From how confused she sounded, Jim doubted this was an act. Spock seemed to agree, his brows furrowed just as intently as his captain’s. Complete silence followed her sudden flood of words and Jim knew for sure they were dealing with another anomaly that no one would be able to explain. Why was he always coming across time travelers (or stasis- but he didn’t want to think about that right now). Wait, had she just been about to call him good looking?

                          “First of all, we’re not floating because that means there would be a serious malfunction with the generators, and I have no idea what MTV is--” Wait, 2015? Jim ran a hand down his face. Maybe someone could go back and time and tell his younger self to forget all about joining Starfleet. “Look, I hate to be the one to tell you this, but it’s not 2015. The year’s 2260 and you’re on the USS Enterprise, currently orbiting Alpha Cygnus IX.” 

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fuckyourmarkers:

“Captain? At your age? That’s…impressive.”

                “Yeah, well you know, I’m just an impressive kinda guy,” Jim said, “You are?”

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