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[1stofficerspock]

Frustrations - McSpirk Bitches

Personal Log Stardate 2270.015: I am growing more and more frustrated with Jim and Leonard. Neither of them seem willing to advance the status of our relationship. Both seem mired in hesitation, and Jim, who normally jumps into every situation blind, has taken to talking to me about what he’d like to do—yet he does not as they say, ‘press the button’.

I have decided that it falls to me to initiate the marriage. I have procured three matching rings to use in the ceremony. I have assembled a logical, and emotional, argument for marriage that I have asked Nyota to review. Once I hear back from her, I will present my case and the rings.

Then we shall see if the two stubborn—no obstinate—humans are prepared to make our commitment official before we head out for our second five-year mission.

@onlyknowwhaticando @dcgwood

((posting order: Spock, Jim, and Bones.))

[neu1701-archived-blog]

Group chat

@only-somewhat-visible [Group Chat: Fam. reply: Demmmmm🦋] FINALS ARE DONE I AM FREE AND I BEAT MY DADS SCORE ON THE SIMULATORS WHO WANTS TO GO GET DRUNK AF??? [Group Chat: Fam. reply: Captain Crissy] IM IN BUT THERE NEEDS TO BE CHOCOLATE LQUOR INVOLVED [Group Chat: Fam. reply: Ky-Ky] ME TOO [Group Chat: Fam. reply: Ellie-Ellie-Ellie] ME THREE!!!! JOS PASSED OUT BC HER FINAL MED EXAM WAS THREE RED BULLS AND TWO FIVE HOUR ENERGYS LONG BUT IM AWAKE! [Group Chat: Fam. reply: Demmmmm🦋] AVES YOU IN???

[imadoctornotablog]

-brings you coffee- (onlyknowwhaticando)

I love you

[irascibledoctor-a]

@onlyknowwhaticando  x.

Jim held up his hands, trying to look harmless. “B- Look. Calm down, all right? I promise, I’m not any kind of threat, ok?”

McCoy’s chest rose and fell rapidly, adrenaline coursing through his body as his mind went back and forth between the options of fight or flight. “Don’t tell me to CALM DOWN jus’ step back, y’hear? I mean it. BACK.”

[startrekroleplay]

Directory Updated - March 4, 2017

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*denotes a multimuse blog

CANON MUSES

Original & Reboot:

James Kirk - @admiralsdontfly​, @varietatis*

Spock - @1stofficerspock​, @highlyillcgical​, @nerienspock​, @vulcannotlie

Leonard McCoy - @bonescharotic​

Khan Noonien Singh - @paramounticebound

Emony Dax - @trillflips

Original Only:

James Kirk - @kirkarus​, @miirorkirk (mirror)

Leonard McCoy - @doctoroftheempire​ (mirror)

Reboot Only:

James Kirk - @faciingfears* (divergent), @onlyknowwhaticando

Leonard McCoy - @dcgwood

Nyota Uhura - @faciingfears*

Montgomery Scott - @stcrbcund (divergent)

Pavel Chekov - @russianonzebridge

Khan Noonien Singh - @72reascns

Joanna McCoy - @faciingfears*, @neu1701*

Demora Sulu - @neu1701*

Saavik - @faciingfears*

T’Pring - @faciingfears*

Next Generation:

Data - @positronicsoong

Next Generation & Voyager:

Reginald Barclay - @ltbroccoli​

Deep Space Nine:

Quark - @moogiesotherson​

Rom - @abadpenname*

Voyager:

Naomi Wildman - @abadpenname*

Enterprise:

Malcolm Reed - @captainnextweek​

ORIGINAL CHARACTERS

@astralmedic - Nathanael Hunt

@astrohistoria - Mika Nikole

@bucketxfsunshine - Charlie Maldonado

@cyberneticmind - Twenty-Two

@deuteriumheart - Pria/The Enterprise AI

@faciingfears* - T’Aria, Natara

@jrlixutxnant​ - Ellis Fleming

@msgold63 - Ms. Gold/Rumple

@nashforhire - Elizabeth Nash

@neu1701* - Adjur, Cristina Kirk, Ellie McCoy, Kyosta Harrison

@petrasandsoftime - Petra Sands

@scarredbookworm - Kate Turner

@the-roboticist - Alfonse Topolski

@thebookofsands - J. Rhee Box

[logicavitium]

WHAT ELEMENT ARE YOU ?

Your element is DARKNESS. You are often misunderstood and judged quickly. Yet if people only took just a bit of extra kind effort to you they would see something wonderful. Mysterious yet much more simple than others mis-perceive. You get many things that just don't click for others. You see the truth for what it is and you embrace it while others sugarcoat it. You have low tolerance for ignorance, though you may come off a bit arrogant yourself. You could stand to reflect a bit more and you will find a lot of your isolation issues are due to self sabotage. Though you may enjoy your alone time, no one truly enjoys being alone. Don't fool yourself. That aside, you are a rare beautiful truth in this world of fake.

tagged by: @starlightsulu

tagging: @hrimhvat, @backoffbub, @cuervocanto, @onlyknowwhaticando, @terminalwelocity, @cruentusreus, @sassandsnapshots, @missadvancedweaponry, @iwasborncareful, @acoupledozenfaces

[sandandshadow]

Dead-in-space

@onlyknowwhaticando

“Is there anyone out there?”  Mika floated at a right angle to the ancient computer panel,  “This is Song of the Sands broadcasting on a1 delta, does anyone read?”

His voice was raw and sounded like it hadn’t been used in ages.  And if anyone saw him, he would look like a skeleton, like one of the thousand others who were onboard the ship.  But unlike them, he still breathed.  

He wasn’t sure how clear the signal was, but all he could do was keep broadcasting.  The main radio was long since dead, but the small intra-system radio worked.  But without scanners it was a shot in the dark.  He opened the gain as much as he could, not caring about the distortion or the lag, as long as someone heard him.  

“To any ship receiving, this is the Song of the Sands, we are in distress, our air system is offline, our main engines are gone and our core has stopped.  We are dead-in space.”  Though they were drifting at a good clip, having burned through what little fuel had been left when he realized they were failing, he sacrificed a week of comfort for momentum.

[silvertonguedopportunist]

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Top three... 

Well, I am very much enjoying my experience with John so far, but that’s kind of a cop out so let’s go with three other muses. 

 I played Steve Rogers at cap-out-of-time until I lost the log in; he’s still around at @cap-out-of-time-redux but doesn’t see much activity these days. I was lucky when I played him; this was the MCU fandom following Avengers 1 (ah, the good old days) and I had a great little circle of RPers I interacted with - I love RPing with lots of people but I had both ic and ooc bonds with some of my regular partners that were just great. In some ways I think that’s the RP experience I’m always hoping to find again.

Back in time still further to my pre-tumblr days, I spent a lot of time on LJ (LiveJournal, just in case it needs saying) and I got into an Inception RP comm called A Shared Dream. I played two muses there, Anya Somerset and Bianca Trieste, and they were a blast. Anya was an ex-government agent who got twisted to the dark side - which was way, way more fun to play than it had any right being - while Bianca was an assassin who appeared morally bankrupt but turned out to have depths even I didn’t expect. I still miss playing my girls sometimes tbh.

And then there’s Jim. James T Kirk, captain of the USS Enterprise. I play reboot!Kirk over at @onlyknowwhaticando and I love playing him. The experience is a lot like playing Steve was, although right now the fandom’s kinda sleepy and John decided to come be really loud (and he is so outrageous at times that even Jim Kirk was like “wtf?” and went quiet in shock). Trek fandom is one of the best, ok, because I came in a complete newbie to one of, basically, the Founding Fandoms and have had a great time.

I have soft spots for my muses Joy Hill at @ladybastardofcasterlyrock and Cleopatra Selene at @daughterofalexandria but my girls get very little traction and it makes me sad. :(

[1stofficerspock]

My Tumblr Crushes:

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thewinningscenario

irascibledoctor

dcgwood

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amandagraysonsarek

[irascibledoctor-a]

My name is not Jimothy! That's not even a name! (onlyknowwhaticando)

Oh yeah? Well guess what, Buttercup. Bones isn’t my name either. You don’t hear me complainin’ now do ya? If you tell Spock I made that up or try to correct me in anyway I will change your name in the ship’s medical database for a month. I can hear ‘em now.“But captain, the ship’s computers do not lie.”

@onlyknowwhaticando

[advancedweaponrytm]

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@onlyknowwhaticando

“Well, if I had known that a homemade cup of hot chocolate was the surefire way to bring me to the top, I would have done it sooner.” That couldn’t help but make her laugh, and when they made it down to the break room, she held out his mug, steam still rising from the top. “Now sharing my secret wouldn’t get me anywhere, now would it? Let’s say I have my ways, and I can’t imagine keeping it all to myself. Why not share it.”

[apassionatearchive-blog]

@onlyknowwhaticando | starter

There was a certain skill to spotting those with the most pain. They had a look about them that called out to Sybok. And the blond man was like a beacon to him. Walking over to the fellow, he flashed his best smile and nodded his greeting, though he kept his hood up to hide his ears and the edges of his eyebrows. "You doing alright there, my friend? You look a bit... down, I believe if the correct euphemism.”

[nximpulsecxntrxl]

@onlyknowwhaticando cont. from [X]

It had been a bad idea to take a job this close to the edge of Federation space. But jobs was hard to come by in their line of work and they took ‘em where they could get ‘em. Kaylee ain’t never had a reason to complain before. And, really, she wasn’t complaining now; she was getting a chance to be up close and personal with a lot of gorgeous Federation workmanship and it was an honor.

Her eye couldn’t stop roving, even after the pretty boy in yellow - likely a captain, if her knowledge of Starfleet uniforms was to be trusted - started asking about her ship. “Hm? Oh, my girl’s named Serenity. A Firefly,” Kaylee answered absently, grinning widely at the buzz around her. “I reckon it’s been years since I’ve seen a Starfleet ship all close and personal-like. Are they all this pretty?”

[1stofficerspock]

Section 31 - Spies Like Us

His dark eyes were hooded as he read the mission briefing and the records of his partner for it. James T. Kirk, a lieutenant, young, brilliant, prone to disliking orders and rules. A bundle of chaos that his superiors at Section 31 thought the division needed. He would have snorted if he were human, because he could imagine the mirror conversation about his own recruitment: highest grades and rank in his class at the Academy, brilliant, followed orders to the letter and could write the rules backward and forward from memory. A long legged stickler for the law that would never fail at a mission.

He wondered if Kirk had heard it. It would not surprise him.

“Are you, Mr. Kirk?” he asked with a voice as dry as the Forge on Vulcan. “I was going over the mission details to select an accessible egress point, I am open to your suggestions however. Your tactical abilities are quite impressive.”

Spock tugged at the form fitting black gloves he wore to prevent accidental telepathic contact. He was an extremely adept telepath, which was a shock given his half-human genetics. But then most of his acute abilities were a miracle—if they believed in them—according to the Vulcan geneticists who assisted his parents in conceiving their hybrid son.

Getting to his feet, he adjusted the fall of his civilian clothing to hide his weapon. Other weapons and equipment were stored in the messenger style bag that he hung over his shoulder. Only the gloves were Section 31 issue. “As Mudd frequents taverns of ill repute, I assumed you would know where to find him on this space station.”

@onlyknowwhaticando

[itsnothingicanthandle-blog]

"I don't remember giving you a key. (onlyknowwhaticando)

“You may or may not have given it to me when you were drinking.” Uhura stated walking into Jim’s quarters. 

[advancedweaponrytm]

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@onlyknowwhaticando

“I’m sorry, Captain.” Blurting that out wasn’t exactly her plan, it just expelled form her mouth the moment her eyes confirmed he was in one piece. When she heard the confirmation that he had been successfully received on the transporter pad, she couldn’t help racing form the weapons bay to find him. There was word the mission was going south, and the shipwide alert did nothing to quell her fears. Only visual confirmation would. “Perhaps it is out of line for me to say that, but...” What she had said was made quite personal, direct between just the two of them. Thoughts raced in an attempt to clear up what she meant, at least to take the startled look off his face. “Regardless of your position, what I said is true. I know danger is a pre-requisite to the job, however you don’t have to go trying to find it. And it’snot just me...this whole crew would be at a loss without you.”