- Location
- france
And then Zephyr will report on the taste of Ketracel.
The Voyage Without
- Thread starter Hiver
- Start date
The war will never happen, because the Alpha quadrant has a big red dragon warning sign in the domions star maps
- Pronouns
- She/Her
They're probably worried about his elders showing up to eat their ships
- Location
- USA
Knowing the Founders, that's the opposite of discouragement. They destroy anything they perceive as a threat.
Starch isn't sweet, particularly. Being sweet suggests it's full of simple sugars, not polysaccarides like starch.
Carbohydrates would be the popular dietary term that includes both simple sugars and starch.
Didn't Voyager have some of those fancy "tri-cobalt device" torpedoes that they used to destroy the Caretaker's array? Did they pick those up on DS9?
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Tricobalt device
A tricobalt device, also known as a tricobalt charge or tricobalt warhead, was a type of tricobalt explosive device utilized as a missile. (DS9: "Blaze of Glory") At extremely high yields, they were capable of producing disruptions or even ruptures in subspace. (VOY: "The Voyager Conspiracy")...
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That's how they ended up, being forced to work as chests for the last dragon whose territory they violated
- Location
- Orbit
First space kobolds and now space mimics…
Winged One
Not the Simurgh
- Location
- definitely the ground
- Pronouns
- They/Them/It
Even if she picks a personality and sticks with it?
Silverias
Seeing is Believing
- Location
- Squiddy Places
Janeway is fine when she's not written like a spiteful schizophrenic with memory issues.
The core of the character is extremely good for Voyager, they just kept…making her a sociopath who forgot every lesson she learned after every episode.
It would've helped if they forced the writers to actually watch previous episodes. Janeway makes a lot more sense when you realize she's a series of a hundred and seventy two OC's wearing the same skin, because she was always being written by people who had no idea who she was.
Winged One
Not the Simurgh
- Location
- definitely the ground
- Pronouns
- They/Them/It
Fanfics have only one writer each, usually. I'm sure Hiver won't fuck it up.
Kaernetron
Feuergeist
- Location
- Weit, Weit dort Oben
Several years ago, I re-watched some episodes of Voyager with the original english audio track (rather than the dubbed version broadcast around here) and immediately noticed Janeway sounded to me like someone who smokes at least two packs of unfiltered cigarettes a day and tries to wash the taste down with a bottle of bourbon (or three).
To my mind, this explained SO MUCH.
I don't think he could fuck it up as badly as Paramount if he tried. A single writer will occasionally be consistent on accident even if they're trying not to be.
The lift onto Ops was extra uncomfortable. As spacious as the Cardassian stations public deck were, they seemed to make up for it in lift size. What's more, the idiotic thing had an open front!
I had to really squeeze in there in a most undignified way that really couldn't have been good for me or risk losing a limb.
The actual control room was thankfully large enough for me to move around and when the lift came to a halt, I carefully untangled myself from the lift, silently cursing the tiny builders of this place.
"Lieutenant Zephyr?" a short haired Bajoran woman asked, "Major Kira."
"Major," I greeted her, "I was summoned."
She grimaced and then nodded, "Come, Commander Sisko wants to talk to you."
Nodding, I followed her around the edge of the room to an office overlooking it from a couple of stair steps up. Interesting design choice. Cardassian design, forcing everybody working to literally look up at their leader.
Interesting.
The doors opened and to my complete lack of surprise, I actually fit in the room as long as I curled my tail. Made complete sense, it was a status thing.
Commander Sisko was a tall man, dark skinned and with black short cut, almost buzz cut hair. His office was fairly sparse, no real decorations. Everything but the furniture looked like it was part of the original Cardassian structure. Only thing standing out was a baseball sitting at the corner of his desk.
Dinah was already there, standing next to his desk.
He leaned back in his seat, regarding me as the door closed behind us, "Lieutenant Zephyr, I am Commander Sisko, commander of this station," he said, "Lieutenant Navari brought an incident to our attention and I am curious to hear your side of the events."
Commander Sisko. Benjamin Sisko. We had met before during the design of the Defiant. He was on the general design team of the Defiant while was loaned to the project and did some work on the targeting and computer systems. But as far as I knew, it was still classified who was on the design team and if he wanted to play it like we never met, that's fine by me.
Well, that or he had forgotten me, but I rated that probability low.
I shifted to carefully sit down as I nodded, "Yes sir," I said, "But there is not much to tell. We had just left one of the stalls where Lieutenant Navari had purchased some horrible thing on a stick when I saw a man. He was wearing what seemed to be the uniform of one of your security personnel. He was tall and thin, non-human. I did not recognize his species. He stared at me, his back against the wall before he suddenly melted into a golden liquid and turned into a small bird. He flew away."
"That man," Major Kira said, "Was Constable Odo, our chief of security. What did you do to him!?"
"Major," Sisko said, glancing at her before looking at me, "Constable Odo is not somebody I ever knew to be nervous. Why would he run from you?"
"I don't know," I admitted, shifting slightly in a sudden surge of annoyance,, "I have never seen him before in my life, or even his species for that matter. Perhaps asking him would be a good first step?"
Sisko frowned, "We would, but we have been unable to locate him. He is a shapeshifter, he can take basically any form. If he is hiding, he may be close to impossible to find."
I let out a snort. Some chief of security.
"What did you do after he left?" Major Kira asked.
"Once Lieutenant Navari went to report the incident, I looked for something to do. I saw nothing I could find interesting, so I went to the local bar. I had just finished purchasing a cask of blood wine when I was summoned here."
She frowned, "You know Quark?"
"I did not before today. Today was actually the first time I met a Ferengi in person. He tried to scam me, so their reputation is intact."
Kira muttered something beneath her breath and shook her head.
Sisko sighed, "If you can think of anything else, Lieutenant, please let us know."
"There is one thing, sir," I said, "I have an artificial assistant. It records the last twenty four hours of its sensor data for troubleshooting. It should have a full recording of the interaction. If you wish, I could summon it and transfer the relevant sensor records."
Dinah looked at me in surprise, "It does?"
I nodded, "Of course. It's a prototype and constantly a work in progress. If something goes wrong, I need to be able to find the source."
Sisko nodded, "Please do so."
I reached into my harness and slid my visor out of their pocket before settling them across my eyes. A couple of seconds later, I sent a recall order to Muninn for it to find its way back to me.
"It will be a couple of minutes, sir," I said, "It is approaching the lift now."
"So how do you find Deep Space Nine, Lieutenant?" Sisko asked me.
"It's a nice change, sir," I admitted, "While my preferred posting is on a ship, human sized spaces are... small."
He nodded slowly, "I can see that they would be. Must be difficult."
I mimicked a small shrug with my wings, "You get used to it, sir. But it's a good thing I'm not claustrophobic... I am aware of my appearance as well. I know I can look scary for those not used to me. But I don't think I had anybody outright run away from me before."
Sisko frowned slightly, "Constable Odo is not somebody I would characterize as easily frightened, so I don't know how to explain it."
"Maybe a phobia, sir?" Dinah suggested, "They don't have to make sense. Sure, Zephyr is big and has sharp teeth, but I wouldn't call him scary."
Kira turned to stare at her for a second before the door to the office opened and Muninn walked in.
I turned my head to it, "Muninn. Download a full external sensor record of everything happening ten minutes before to ten minutes after the man turned into a bird. Burn the data to a data chit."
It turned its head in my direction and after a couple of seconds it reached up and ejected a data chit from a slot at the base of its neck before holding it out for me.
"Deliver it to Commander Sisko," I ordered and the drone stepped up and held it out to him.
Sisko reached out and carefully took it, "Thank you... what is it?"
"It's a prototype artificial assistant," I said, "Designed it myself to assist in areas where a humanoid form is required."
"Or thumbs," Dinah injected.
"Or thumbs," I agreed, "Most useful."
"I can see that," Sisko agreed before sitting back again, "We'll let you know if we have any more questions. Lieutenant Zephyr, Lieutenant Navari, dismissed."
I had to really squeeze in there in a most undignified way that really couldn't have been good for me or risk losing a limb.
The actual control room was thankfully large enough for me to move around and when the lift came to a halt, I carefully untangled myself from the lift, silently cursing the tiny builders of this place.
"Lieutenant Zephyr?" a short haired Bajoran woman asked, "Major Kira."
"Major," I greeted her, "I was summoned."
She grimaced and then nodded, "Come, Commander Sisko wants to talk to you."
Nodding, I followed her around the edge of the room to an office overlooking it from a couple of stair steps up. Interesting design choice. Cardassian design, forcing everybody working to literally look up at their leader.
Interesting.
The doors opened and to my complete lack of surprise, I actually fit in the room as long as I curled my tail. Made complete sense, it was a status thing.
Commander Sisko was a tall man, dark skinned and with black short cut, almost buzz cut hair. His office was fairly sparse, no real decorations. Everything but the furniture looked like it was part of the original Cardassian structure. Only thing standing out was a baseball sitting at the corner of his desk.
Dinah was already there, standing next to his desk.
He leaned back in his seat, regarding me as the door closed behind us, "Lieutenant Zephyr, I am Commander Sisko, commander of this station," he said, "Lieutenant Navari brought an incident to our attention and I am curious to hear your side of the events."
Commander Sisko. Benjamin Sisko. We had met before during the design of the Defiant. He was on the general design team of the Defiant while was loaned to the project and did some work on the targeting and computer systems. But as far as I knew, it was still classified who was on the design team and if he wanted to play it like we never met, that's fine by me.
Well, that or he had forgotten me, but I rated that probability low.
I shifted to carefully sit down as I nodded, "Yes sir," I said, "But there is not much to tell. We had just left one of the stalls where Lieutenant Navari had purchased some horrible thing on a stick when I saw a man. He was wearing what seemed to be the uniform of one of your security personnel. He was tall and thin, non-human. I did not recognize his species. He stared at me, his back against the wall before he suddenly melted into a golden liquid and turned into a small bird. He flew away."
"That man," Major Kira said, "Was Constable Odo, our chief of security. What did you do to him!?"
"Major," Sisko said, glancing at her before looking at me, "Constable Odo is not somebody I ever knew to be nervous. Why would he run from you?"
"I don't know," I admitted, shifting slightly in a sudden surge of annoyance,, "I have never seen him before in my life, or even his species for that matter. Perhaps asking him would be a good first step?"
Sisko frowned, "We would, but we have been unable to locate him. He is a shapeshifter, he can take basically any form. If he is hiding, he may be close to impossible to find."
I let out a snort. Some chief of security.
"What did you do after he left?" Major Kira asked.
"Once Lieutenant Navari went to report the incident, I looked for something to do. I saw nothing I could find interesting, so I went to the local bar. I had just finished purchasing a cask of blood wine when I was summoned here."
She frowned, "You know Quark?"
"I did not before today. Today was actually the first time I met a Ferengi in person. He tried to scam me, so their reputation is intact."
Kira muttered something beneath her breath and shook her head.
Sisko sighed, "If you can think of anything else, Lieutenant, please let us know."
"There is one thing, sir," I said, "I have an artificial assistant. It records the last twenty four hours of its sensor data for troubleshooting. It should have a full recording of the interaction. If you wish, I could summon it and transfer the relevant sensor records."
Dinah looked at me in surprise, "It does?"
I nodded, "Of course. It's a prototype and constantly a work in progress. If something goes wrong, I need to be able to find the source."
Sisko nodded, "Please do so."
I reached into my harness and slid my visor out of their pocket before settling them across my eyes. A couple of seconds later, I sent a recall order to Muninn for it to find its way back to me.
"It will be a couple of minutes, sir," I said, "It is approaching the lift now."
"So how do you find Deep Space Nine, Lieutenant?" Sisko asked me.
"It's a nice change, sir," I admitted, "While my preferred posting is on a ship, human sized spaces are... small."
He nodded slowly, "I can see that they would be. Must be difficult."
I mimicked a small shrug with my wings, "You get used to it, sir. But it's a good thing I'm not claustrophobic... I am aware of my appearance as well. I know I can look scary for those not used to me. But I don't think I had anybody outright run away from me before."
Sisko frowned slightly, "Constable Odo is not somebody I would characterize as easily frightened, so I don't know how to explain it."
"Maybe a phobia, sir?" Dinah suggested, "They don't have to make sense. Sure, Zephyr is big and has sharp teeth, but I wouldn't call him scary."
Kira turned to stare at her for a second before the door to the office opened and Muninn walked in.
I turned my head to it, "Muninn. Download a full external sensor record of everything happening ten minutes before to ten minutes after the man turned into a bird. Burn the data to a data chit."
It turned its head in my direction and after a couple of seconds it reached up and ejected a data chit from a slot at the base of its neck before holding it out for me.
"Deliver it to Commander Sisko," I ordered and the drone stepped up and held it out to him.
Sisko reached out and carefully took it, "Thank you... what is it?"
"It's a prototype artificial assistant," I said, "Designed it myself to assist in areas where a humanoid form is required."
"Or thumbs," Dinah injected.
"Or thumbs," I agreed, "Most useful."
"I can see that," Sisko agreed before sitting back again, "We'll let you know if we have any more questions. Lieutenant Zephyr, Lieutenant Navari, dismissed."
I could hear their voices
One idea for why Odo ran; Zephyr is psychic, and a rather powerful one though untrained since it's part of his flight. Odo's people (can't remember the name right now) are not explicitly described as psychic, but they do have a funky psychic-ish communion thing when they melt into each other.
What's the chance Zephyr is broadcasting, and it's in the right frequency for Odo, who at this point doesn't know what species he is (IIRC) and is thus having a panic attack over changing into a bird, to pick up and react to?
One idea for why Odo ran; Zephyr is psychic, and a rather powerful one though untrained since it's part of his flight. Odo's people (can't remember the name right now) are not explicitly described as psychic, but they do have a funky psychic-ish communion thing when they melt into each other.
What's the chance Zephyr is broadcasting, and it's in the right frequency for Odo, who at this point doesn't know what species he is (IIRC) and is thus having a panic attack over changing into a bird, to pick up and react to?
- Location
- England
Major Kira jumping to conclusions again.
The sole description we have of this guy is "non-human, thin, shapeshifter". So the only thing we can use to identify him, is that we know nothing of what he looks like. Now that is also the same for Odo, but it's like the Terry Pratchett book Maskerade, "Now say it again, and listen to what you say. Good grief! You can recognize him because he's got a mask on? You recognize him because you don't know who he is?"
- Location
- Orbit
I could hear their voices
One idea for why Odo ran; Zephyr is psychic, and a rather powerful one though untrained since it's part of his flight. Odo's people (can't remember the name right now) are not explicitly described as psychic, but they do have a funky psychic-ish communion thing when they melt into each other.
What's the chance Zephyr is broadcasting, and it's in the right frequency for Odo, who at this point doesn't know what species he is (IIRC) and is thus having a panic attack over changing into a bird, to pick up and react to?
Zephyr's internal lizard-brain-analogue monologue: tasty, tasty, stringy, annoying, stinky... ooh, that one's extra chewy like taffy, we like taffy...
Odo's internal (squishier) lizard-brain-analogue: ABORT! ABORT!
Zephyr's actual conscious brain: ???
Odo probably doesn't know about changelings yet, but has known about his own shapeshifting ability since before he was recognized as a person, so turning into a bird shouldn't be cause for panic.
frozenchicken
Does not have a custom title.
I figure it's a just a species-based fear response. Maybe dragons are natural predators of Changelings.
- Location
- Toronto
Heh, turns out there ARE other dragons in the milky way, they're just native to the gamma quadrant and are the reason the changelings don't control more of that region.
- Location
- Somewhere North of south
How would a dragon eat a changing? I'm curious.
Finbar
Generic Minion #314
- Location
- Sydney
With a spoon?
A fork would be right out.
A straw might be viable.