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Baby Alien
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Automatik Treknicolour
Lorca Valley ( Hello to Jason Isaacs ) RP Micheal Burnham Lets go to war ( with the klingons ) Europa Gagh Durch Mich Us against Saru |
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Very good indeed.
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Ooh i've only gone and thought of one and i'm usually shit at this type of thing...
Gold-pressed latinum against the soul.
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Please, he prayed, now - A gray disk, the colour of Chiba sky. Now - Disk beginning to rotate, faster, becoming a sphere of paler gray. Expanding - And flowed, flowered for him, fluid neon origami trick, the unfolding of his distanceless home, his country, transparent 3D chessboard extending to infinity. Inner eye opening to the stepped scarlet pyramid of the Eastern Seaboard Fission Authority burning beyond the green cubes of Mitsubishi Bank of America, and high and very far away he saw the spiral arms of military systems, forever beyond his reach. And somewhere he was laughing, in a white-painted loft, distant fingers caressing the deck, tears of release streaking his face. |
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To Tricorder Ghosts
(Probably already been done) |
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This Sulu Welsh Heart
30-Year Worf Misguided Photon Torpedo Sex, Power, Roddenberry
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Kevin Shatner.
Yeah, fuck knows.
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Into The Sounds Of The Grass I Go
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