… Can I lick her forehead anyway?
I don’t think it’s even part of the Federation. But, yeah, that’s where I’m heading.
But not for the sexin’. (Well, not mostly for the sexin’.)
Because anyplace else is just too damn dangerous.
I’m not a bridge officer on a Starfleet ship of the line. If I’m anywhere near events of even mild consequence, that means I’m part of the statistics that will demonstrate to the aforementioned ship-of-the-line bridge officers how grave the situation is.
No way I’m staying on Earth; every damn alien race in all four quadrants heads there first to blow it up. Vulcan… well, we saw how safe that was. Most of the colony worlds that the Enterprises visited suffered awful, impossible-to-avoid disasters. I might consider that colony from TOS with the plant spores that turn you into immortal hippies.
Otherwise, I’d say Risa is fairly safe from Borg invasions (what could they add to the collective from Risa?) (I mean, other than suntans for their pasty complexions). No whales that we know off. So we’re down to, maybe, Crystalline Entity flybys as the main threat. And Risa features too prominantly in ship-of-the-line bridge officer in-jokes to be seriously threatened.
… As long as I stay away from transporters and holodecks/suites, I figure I’ll actually be able to live in the Star Trek universe.
…I don’t get the Battlestar Galactica reference, either. I don’t remember anything about licking foreheads in the series. Unless it’s a reference to the original?
Michelle Forbes played both Ensign/Lieutenant Ro on TNG and Admiral Helena Cain on Battlestar Galactica. Her BG character was a lesbian, and also something less than pleasant: upon discovering that her lover was a Cylon, she chose to punish her by authorizing repeated gang rapes.
I think the forehead licking was just a praise of Forbes’ hottitude, which was indeed great.
I’d move out to Alaska and live how Richard Proenneke did. Still a fantasy of mine now and would likely still be a fantasy of mine then.
Find that nexus thing.
Whoa, that was the same actress? I never would have guessed. She isn’t nearly as hot when she’s portraying a psychopathic evil bitch.
She wasn’t psychopathic, just terribly terribly annoyed.
If I can get back to TNG days, I can get back to TOS. And I would go straight “back” to TOS days and throw myself at Captain Kirk, if I had to sleep with every man in the fleet to get to him.*
Who says I have no ambition?
*And I could make Spock interested in me. I know I could. But I’d rather have Kirk. None of TNG officers or crew interest me sexually in the slightest. Well, maybe Worf.
Absolutely nothing. Remember that businessman who froze himself cryogenically and awoke 300 years later? All his investments were toast.
Opinions vary
Assuming my uniqueness and/or interestingness will allow me enough celebrity status to be relatively wealthy (or deep in social credit or whatever you trade for swag).
- Holodeck
- Jetpack
- Travel
- Interspecies orgies
Look him up? Nah, I’m going to walk right up to Capt. Picard and say “Sir, I have no training or skills, but I can guarantee that if you take me on board instead of Wesley, you’ll have fewer problems and retain more of your sanity.”
And he’ll stare off into space for a minute, then smile at me and say “Make it so… ensign.”
Computer, seal the holodeck doors. Do not ever open them again.
It would be interesting to see if Spock was able to achieve unification after the Romulans and Picard worked together to defeat Shinzon. Before Romulus was destroyed and Spock was blamed, of course… (bitter)
Ezri Dax.
Get a job. Not for the military.
Anyway if you go into the yellow or blue branch you’ll be relatively safe.
Not in TNG-era. By that point, the color of the shirt actually had little to do with it. Yellow shirts were usually in security, and thus dealt with the bad people more often and died more. Blue shirts were scientific divisions, and thus were woefully unprepared for anything dangerous. And, lest you think that the new Red shirts get a pass, they’re command division, and, for some reason, they have to be on every away mission.
But the term from TOS had stuck. The term now tends to refer to any of the deaths that inexplicably happened so often around the main characters.
You are a Captain’s Woman, and you like it!
… wait. I can eat and fuck as much as I want and it only takes a doctor five minutes and virtually no resources to cure me of the consequences?
Well, then it’s easy. I’d eat and fuck as much as I want.