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.
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 of the sector (having failed the Carbonation Protocol and confused the sound "pop" with "soda" … Continue reading The Captain’s Conspiracy
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 only source of power was being provided by an automated way station situated light years … Continue reading Darkside of Nowhere
Captain's Log, Stardate 092918 Having barely escaped our encounter at Farpoint Bronson, we set a course for Federation space. As we departed, our antimatter clones watched with interest, their minds calculating, conspiring, but what? Our impulse engines humming just outside the far edges of known space, I called for the crew to prepare for warp. … Continue reading Shades of Lazarus
Toughest job on Discovery at the moment likely belongs to our communications officer. As mentioned, we aren't on perpetual vacation. We still need some way to pay for this adventure plus our recent graduate's college tuition. To make that happen, we require a reliable internet connection. The easiest method is to to locate an RV resort with … Continue reading Staying Connected
Captain's Log: Stardate 4-21-2018. These are the voyages of the USS Discovery. Our mission: to explore lands far from the nearest Starbucks. To seek out new cultures and alien lifeforms. To boldly go where only retirees and young families dared tread before... This weekend we set out on our maiden voyage of the USS Discovery. … Continue reading Maiden Voyage
For those of you who know me, it is no secret that I hate Time Travel as a plot device. I think it was possibly Star Trek (something I don't generally hate) that drove me to that particular cliff and parked on the edge. Something about going back in time to save the whales just … Continue reading The Paradox of Writing about Paradoxes