Discovery

My semi-fictionalized adventures aboard the NCC-39R Discovery as my co-pilot and fearless science officer (he failed his security exams) travel into parts unknown…

Mission Amok

Captain’s Log, Stardate 012019 I am still recovering in sickbay from the ritual combat. It must have been the strange atmosphere of that desolate place, or perhaps the alien puppet masters who were in charge, pulling the strings for their… Read More ›

The Devil in the Dark

“Good ‘ol Cebe, he owned a ranch not far from here. One night, he found some dead cattle, all torn up and mutilated…” he pauses and his eyes light up mischievously. “They’s surrounded by the tracks of a vicious beast, likely come from that there yonder Gulf. A hunter from pure oblivion. Stealthy as the night and more fierce than any storm…”

Heart of Darkness

Captain’s Log, Stardate 120118 We’ve begun the journey east, skirting the edge of this subspace void. We were told that before the ion storm, this was a scenic flight to rival the beauty of any planet in the Federation. The… Read More ›

The Doomsday Machine…or not

Away from the void there are many miles of forests and swamps to be found. Peaceful scenery, but there are also less peaceful signs. One area I pass is littered with trophies of war. Federation battle cruisers and light interceptors decorate the side of the highway like yard art…

A Mirror, Smudgy

All is fine here on planet Florida. Nothing at all wrong. The crew is amazing. There’s no reason to suspect them of anything. Even if they have access to Discovery’s systems and, through some combination of sheer accident and coincidence, compromise my transmission to Starfleet and begin reading this very log entry which, of course, reports nothing out of the ordinary…