Why did I do it?!!?!
So I was watching Star Trek: Generations today (also known across the galaxy as the one that does not exist/shall not be named) and it still got me.
Jim's retired, but he still has it (of course he does!) - command presence and quick thinking - and he was able to help save 47 refugees and the crew of the Enterprise B.
But that moment when Demora Sulu starts ticking off the decks where there's a hull breach and she pauses before saying, "and deck 15" as she looks panicked and worried at Scotty. And Scotty's freaking face.
Like goddammit, I *know* he's not really dead (yet, fuck you again Generations), but I cried. Started sobbing like I'd never seen the damn thing.
And then, when they rush down to the deck and Chekov asks if anyone was in that section and Scotty says, "Aye." Yep, more tears (also screw you again movie).
How I wish I didn't need to watch it (it's been so long since my last viewing, hmmm wonder why!!) that way it couldn't fuck with my emotions or make me watch Kirk die (fuck you again movie for lazy goddamn writing and killing a beloved character for no reason except to wreck fans' hearts).
Also, TNG side note: more emotional toying from said movie when Data cries after finding Spot alive. This whole movie can kiss my ass.
*End of rant*
But I know the answer to why I did it. For accuracy, for writing/story reasons, for the love of using little tidbits in my stories, for the love of the people who read my stories.
Which brought me around to this: please go and give your content creators some love. We torture ourselves for the greater good so you don't have to.
PS: Though that doesn't mean that, as a writer, I won't dish out some heavy emotional angst to my favorite characters, lol