Discovery

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

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…

Turnabout Beachside

Captain’s Log, Stardate 11032018 We’ve reached the area of space from where the distress signal was transmitted and uncovered a thin sliver of civilization surrounded on all sides by a restless void.  An almost soothing presence, it is hard to… Read More ›

Lost in Translation

Universal translators are a fickle thing. Yes, they can provide a literal translation but they can’t revise and rearrange ideas. Anytime a maintenance query or systems report request begins with “Shaka, when the walls fell,” I’m out.

The Captain’s Conspiracy

Captain’s Log, Stardate 10192018 Our request for assistance was finally answered. On the darkside of the unmanned outpost, we should have been relieved. What came through over the comms however, wasn’t a Starfleet engineering team. He was clearly a native… Read More ›

Engage!

We’re travelling this weekend, so there won’t be another captain’s log entry for Discovery. Fleeing southward from some consistent freezing temps, we’ll be headed to the Florida panhandle in the wake of hurricane Michael. Assuming our reservations remain intact, we’ll… Read More ›

Darkside of Nowhere

Captain’s Log, Stardate 100618 “We’re dead in the water. That,” I said, pointing to the umbilical linked to our dock, “is the only thing keeping us alive.” The situation since Farpoint Bronson had become dire. Our dilthium crystals drained, our… Read More ›