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- Leave a comment saying "Beam me up Scotty!" [I'll take four] Okay, we've got four aboard, that's it.
- I'll respond by asking you five questions to satisfy my curiosity that are hypothetical and probably related to Star Trek. [Unless they're related to some other fandom we have in common or ... whatever, we'll figure it out.]
- Update your journal with the answers to your questions.
- Include this explanation and offer to ask other people questions.
1) Would you rather work on a starship, a space station, or Memory Alpha?
Okay, so I had to google Memory Alpha to be sure that it was more or less what I thought it was since I had only really run across the Wiki by that name before now (and while working on wikis is cool and everything it is not really in the same class of life opportunity as working on a starship or space station).
That said, yeah, Memory Alpha! Um, especially if it's after they've worked out the everyone-inexplicably-dying-and-data-getting-erased thing. I would especially like to be on the recovery team who has to go in and fix things after the disaster--I like fixing things, and working in libraries gives one a fairly limited scope of things to fix.
2) Do you think tattoo technology will change between now and then, and if so, how?
That does seem somewhat inevitable--I would assume we'll get smart inks that can be reprogrammed after they're implanted, so that you can change/fix/hide a tattoo very easily. Or animate it, if you're into that sort of thing. But there will always be people doing it the barbaric old-fashioned way with no (well, fewer) takebacks just to prove how badass they are.
3) If you could have any one of the characters with names and lines from Star Trek XI to dinner, who'd you invite and what would you feed them?
Wow, now I'm trying to think of who, in the entire movie, I would not get horrendously tongue-tied over and just stare at in embarrassingly mute adoration--oh! oh, I would like to have Amanda Grayson over for dinner. We could eat pizza or I could make her some nice messy lasagna and we could talk about her amazing adventures.
4) In "Sing About Tragedy" you mentioned a contraceptive I've always wanted to ask you more about. So I'm asking. ;)
Oh man, now I have to look and figure out what I said...
McCoy--fully naked at last, standing with one knee propped on the end of the bed, smoothing slick onto his hard cock. As Jim watched, McCoy stroked himself once, businesslike, making sure he had it evenly covered, ending by circling the head of his cock with his thumb, activating the nano-seal.
I think my basic thought was, you know, surely in the future they could have gotten the lube + condom step down to one product with both functions? And since nanotechnology is my generation's idea of a sufficiently advanced technology indistinguishable from magic, I just made it nano-machine-carrying smart lube that when, um, activated, serves as a solid-like barrier to pathogens and reproductive material. The more I think about it the more it sounds like the setup for "then the robots got control of Skynet and no one's reproductive organs were ever the same again" but I assume that's just my 20th century technophobia crawling up out of the hindbrain...
5) A Bujold's Nexus question -- do you think you'd want to try being a quaddie, if you could?
Ahahaha, hooboy. I have a lot of difficulty coordinating halves of my body to do anything, so I feel like unless I got some major neurological reworking in the deal I would make a really clumsy quaddie. (That sounds like a Quaddie children's book. The Very Clumsy Quaddie, like the ugly duckling or something.) If I did get some major neurological reworking out of the deal, I suppose that would be a novel experience in several directions at once, so it'd probably be worth giving a whirl. But even assuming a Quaddiespace to hang out in as a Quaddie, it's not a form of bodily transformation that holds any instinctive appeal.
Unlike some of the other options available in the Nexus... *g*
rubynye- Leave a comment saying "Beam me up Scotty!" [I'll take four] Okay, we've got four aboard, that's it.
- I'll respond by asking you five questions to satisfy my curiosity that are hypothetical and probably related to Star Trek. [Unless they're related to some other fandom we have in common or ... whatever, we'll figure it out.]
- Update your journal with the answers to your questions.
- Include this explanation and offer to ask other people questions.
1) Would you rather work on a starship, a space station, or Memory Alpha?
Okay, so I had to google Memory Alpha to be sure that it was more or less what I thought it was since I had only really run across the Wiki by that name before now (and while working on wikis is cool and everything it is not really in the same class of life opportunity as working on a starship or space station).
That said, yeah, Memory Alpha! Um, especially if it's after they've worked out the everyone-inexplicably-dying-and-data-getting-erased thing. I would especially like to be on the recovery team who has to go in and fix things after the disaster--I like fixing things, and working in libraries gives one a fairly limited scope of things to fix.
2) Do you think tattoo technology will change between now and then, and if so, how?
That does seem somewhat inevitable--I would assume we'll get smart inks that can be reprogrammed after they're implanted, so that you can change/fix/hide a tattoo very easily. Or animate it, if you're into that sort of thing. But there will always be people doing it the barbaric old-fashioned way with no (well, fewer) takebacks just to prove how badass they are.
3) If you could have any one of the characters with names and lines from Star Trek XI to dinner, who'd you invite and what would you feed them?
Wow, now I'm trying to think of who, in the entire movie, I would not get horrendously tongue-tied over and just stare at in embarrassingly mute adoration--oh! oh, I would like to have Amanda Grayson over for dinner. We could eat pizza or I could make her some nice messy lasagna and we could talk about her amazing adventures.
4) In "Sing About Tragedy" you mentioned a contraceptive I've always wanted to ask you more about. So I'm asking. ;)
Oh man, now I have to look and figure out what I said...
McCoy--fully naked at last, standing with one knee propped on the end of the bed, smoothing slick onto his hard cock. As Jim watched, McCoy stroked himself once, businesslike, making sure he had it evenly covered, ending by circling the head of his cock with his thumb, activating the nano-seal.
I think my basic thought was, you know, surely in the future they could have gotten the lube + condom step down to one product with both functions? And since nanotechnology is my generation's idea of a sufficiently advanced technology indistinguishable from magic, I just made it nano-machine-carrying smart lube that when, um, activated, serves as a solid-like barrier to pathogens and reproductive material. The more I think about it the more it sounds like the setup for "then the robots got control of Skynet and no one's reproductive organs were ever the same again" but I assume that's just my 20th century technophobia crawling up out of the hindbrain...
5) A Bujold's Nexus question -- do you think you'd want to try being a quaddie, if you could?
Ahahaha, hooboy. I have a lot of difficulty coordinating halves of my body to do anything, so I feel like unless I got some major neurological reworking in the deal I would make a really clumsy quaddie. (That sounds like a Quaddie children's book. The Very Clumsy Quaddie, like the ugly duckling or something.) If I did get some major neurological reworking out of the deal, I suppose that would be a novel experience in several directions at once, so it'd probably be worth giving a whirl. But even assuming a Quaddiespace to hang out in as a Quaddie, it's not a form of bodily transformation that holds any instinctive appeal.
Unlike some of the other options available in the Nexus... *g*
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'll bite: Beam me up, Scotty! :D
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2) If you joined Starfleet, what do you think you'd be studying at the Academy? What sort of assignment would you be gunning for?
3) Would you try to bring a pet?
4) What do you suppose is the state of in-atmosphere vehicle racing in the 23rd Century? Is it a Federation-wide sport, or just an Earth/human thing?
5) If you lived in the 23rd Century would you be writing RPF about the crew of the Enterprise?
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1) Which Doctor (optionally, with which other companions) would you be most likely to run away with, and where/how would you part ways?
2) When he asked you where you wanted to go first, past or future or elsewhere, what would you say?
3) Are you ever allowed to steer/push buttons/hold levers down/park the TARDIS?
4) What is your favorite item from the wardrobe rooms?
5) What do you argue about with the Doctor?
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2) If you were on the Enterprise, what would your job be (assuming that the officers are the ones we know and you can't have their jobs) and who would you work for?
3) If you were going to be stuck in a turbolift (not on purpose) with one character from Star Trek XI, which would you choose?
4) Tribbles: adorable or horrifying?
5) Would you choose the Vulcan Science Academy or Starfleet Academy?
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1) Which Doctor (optionally, with which other companions) would you be most likely to run away with, and where/how would you part ways?
2) When he asked you where you wanted to go first, past or future or elsewhere, what would you say?
3) Are you ever allowed to steer/push buttons/hold levers down/park the TARDIS?
4) What is your favorite item from the wardrobe rooms?
5) What do you argue about with the Doctor?
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And the Quaddie Boy Who Wanted Legs - because he wants to visit strange, exciting and exotic places, but he wants to fit in and look like everyone else instead of using a hoverchair.
And the instructional manual written fairly recently: What to do When Barrayaran Auditors Visit: it's all about ducking and covering, and hiding in corners, and pretending you don't speak galactic languages. ;-)
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Anyway! Huh, wow, would a Quaddie Who Wanted Legs be like the Little Mermaid?
And, oh, man, I hope Bel is helping edit that instructional manual...
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Also, Quaddie children's books OMG YES.
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And now I am trying to imagine all the other children's books in the Nexus, too. Barrayaran children's books. Betan children's books. CETAGANDAN CHILDREN'S BOOKS.
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