Encyclopedias don’t win wars.
Ah yes Jean Luc “the Hero of Canton” Skywalker. My very favorite member of Commander Shepherd’s squad.
Dr. Forrester has really gone off the deep end with 6 of 9 and Catalina to capture a Xeno alive on Lexx
Good old Duncan Idaho. Should have included the battle pug.
There was a button. I pushed it.
Listen, nothing bad has ever come from someone randomly pushing buttons that are blinking, glowing, or happen to be red.
Never, not once, in the history of mankind has there ever been any regret from doing so, either.
Push ALL the buttons, occasionally repeatedly just in case it missed what you wanted to do the first time.
Our last, best hope for peace.
The name of the place is Deep Space 5.
Don’t stick your dick in it. It’s fucked enough already.
We don’t deserve Shohreh OR Chrissy. Such a great character and actress to bring her to life.
Chevron seven, engage.
Well basically when the ship is warping, I say “Tardis One encoded, Tardis Two encoded”. And so on, incrementally, up to the 13th Tardis. Which is a little different because that’s when we go to plaid. When that happens I like to change things up a little bit and just say, “Chevron Seven, It’s warp time!”
“You’ll see me coming. With tea.”
Holden’s love for coffee, and Picard’s love for tea. The duality of man.
I love how the different scifi franchises easily drift into very specific camps
- space explorers and scientists
- space religious fanatics, wizards and fascists
- space warriors and soldiers
- space pirates
- space goofballs
The best one to me is the space goofballs. We like to think that there is intelligent life out there. But there is also the possibility that we could run into space travellers that have no clue what they are doing and just run into us and don’t know what to do and either just hand over technology to us or blow us up by accident. It could be like an intergalactic truck driver making a shipment that happened to blow an engine and decided to park here for a while, give us replicators or exotic material or something dangerous, fix their engine, kill a bunch of soldiers that gave them a hard time, blow up a few things and then went on their way, never caring what they did or what they left. Leaving us all to believe that there is intelligent life out there that wants something to do with us because we think we are important.
There’s a good book by John Scalzi called “Old Man’s War” that’s worth looking up. It’s about a future where they take old people, and transplant their brains into young bodies, for use in Space Battles (thinking they are old/wise/intelligent, but with new healthy bodies). It’s a deeply philosophical book (despite being somewhat funny at times), that jam a bunch of the above tropes together.
And then there’s The Culture novels.
Which has all of those things :)
(Edited to fix bad grammar!)
The Culture novels are… what?
Whoops! Edited my bad grammar.
Shiny!
I don’t know what the gorram frak you’re talking about.
Which Rickverse is this?
