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Subspace Askreddit
Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/30915962/chapters/76343864
Rating:;Teen And Up Audiences
Category:Gen
Fandoms: Star Trek: The Original Series
Relationships: James T. Kirk & Spock, James T. Kirk & Leonard "Bones" McCoy & Spock
Characters: James T. Kirk, Spock (Star Trek), Leonard "Bones" McCoy, Hikaru Sulu, Pavel Chekov, Crew of the Starship Enterprise, Nyota Uhura, Christine Chapel
Additional Tags: Askreddit Format, Social Media, Crew as Family, Humor, Fluff and Angst, Daily Life on the Starship Enterprise (Star Trek), Adventure, Gen or Pre-Slash, Shippy Gen
Language:English
Summary: Been spending (perhaps a bit too much) time on Askreddit, got an idea for a fanfiction work – fanfiction in the format of an askreddit thread. Starship personnel – canon characters and OCs – responding to Askreddit threads on galaxy wide internet like ‘What is the weirdest holodeck malfunction you ended up in’ or ‘ Starbase personnel, what is the weirdest thing you spotted a shore-leave crew doing’… Or maybe more mundane threads like ‘What is the funniest thing you did while on autopilot’ answered by people who lead lives that are far from mundane…
You are welcome to comment on any of the stories like you would on a regular Askreddit thread. Just put it in the comment space and I'll add it to the fic with your username (credited).
Comments welcome and appreciated.
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Star Trek TOS Season 4 Episode 2
Between The Walls - “Captain’s Log.We are in orbit around Outpost Zero, long considered to be part history, part space legend. The most mysterious of the Romulan outposts during the war, presumed destroyed…But apparently intact."
Investigating a long abandoned Romulan Outpost is bound to be interesting, but soon it turns out that the outpost is not as abandoned as it seems...
Another of the TOS Season Four imaginary scripts.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/27940490/chapters/68426216
Excerpt:
McCoy: They were using this place for weapons research, weren’t they?
Kirk (joining Spock): That’s one of the ideas. No one was really sure – weapons research, prison, VIP vacation spot… Almost everything we know about Romulans from that time is plain speculation.
Science lieutenant (alarmed): Sir! Life signs!
(Everyone turns towards him. Kirk, Durga and Garrovick draw their phasers instinctively.)
Kirk: Report, lieutenant!
Lieutenant: Romulan life signs, sir. It came out of nowhere! That direction.. (points to indicate)
Spock (now checking his own tricorder, swiftly readjusted to scan for lifesigns): A single Romulan, captain. Feeble, fading. As Lieutenant Summers said, it seems to have…just appeared. Certainly, it was not present during the orbital scans or our more detailed scans on initial landing.
McCoy: Whoever it’s is dying, Jim. We’ve to hurry. (Moves in the direction indicated.)
Kirk: It could be a trap, Bones. Where one hid, there could be more.
(Communicator beeps)
Kirk: The captain here.
Uhura (Offscreen): Enterprise to Landing Party. Captain, the scans picked up a life sign – one that, according to ensign Chekov, appeared from thin air.
Kirk: We spotted it. Only single? Is that certain?
(Some indistinct sounds from the communicator as Uhura asks Chekov something.)
Uhura: Yes, Captain. Very close to you – it looks like he’s in the next room. No sign of force fields or shielded areas he could’ve come from.
(The landing parties tricorders have shown the same result. Durga and Garrovick have their phasers aimed at the door separating them from the Romulan. Kirk steps to the door.)
Spock (raises an eyebrow, looks puzzled): Captain, whoever it is..They’re sobbing. I can hear them.
(Every one stares. A Romulan, sobbing?)
McCoy (takes another look at the medical tricorder): Jim, let me go in.
(Kirk motions to Durga and Garrovick. They fire phasers at the door, keeping the power at low level, carefully so that the beams won’t go through the door to hit the already wounded Romulan. The door melts open to reveal a hallway. A figure is huddled against a wall, curled into fetal shape, and yes, shaking with choked sobs.)
Garrovick (shaken): What the hell?
(McCoy goes to the Romulan without a moment’s hesitation. He’s in full-on doctor mode. The hallway is in much the same shape as the room they have left. Corroding, falling apart. It looks downright eerie.)
Kirk: Bones?
(The Romulan looks up, seeming to become aware of them for the first time. Kirk winces at the glimpse he got of the man’s face – what remains of it. It’s mostly a green bruised mess, the only living part of it being one dark eye that looked up at him, wide and terrified.)
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Star Trek TOS Season 4, Episode 1
The Tresine Troubles: Stardate 1684.6A seemingly simple mission. Transport some prisoners to a detention center, after a failed coup at Tresine Six. Things begin to go out of control almost the moment they beamed down...Written in script style, episode format.
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Stardate 1684.6
(Bridge. The usual air of brisk, cheerful efficiency. It’s apparently a routine cruise, at the moment. Everyone looks comparatively relaxed, except for Chekov and Spock – Chekov because he is still a rookie and terrified of making a mistake, Spock because, well, because he is Spock. Uhura is humming a tune under her breath, McCoy hangs out in the background, chatting to a pretty Science lieutenant. Kirk leans back in the command chair, dictating the Captain’s Log.)
Kirk: Stardate 1684.6. The negotiations over the Alendare territories have reached a successful conclusion. Ambassador Azerblxij..Azerbleg.. (clears throat) Erase that. (Scowling a little, repeats) The negotiations over the Alendare territories have reached a successful conclusion. Ambassador Azeirblez..
(Hits pause button again, glaring at it.)
Spock (not looking up from his viewer) : Ambassador Azerblex’eigic, Captain.
(Kirk mouths the name to get a feel of it, fails miserably, and glares at his second in command.)
Kirk: The negotiations over the Alendare territories have reached a successful conclusion. The concerned Ambassador commended the performance of the ship’s representatives, led by Lieutenant Uhura, who was instrumental in reaching the-
Uhura (looking up from her console) : Incoming call from Tresine Six , Captain.
Kirk (pauses the recording hastily) : On screen, lieutenant.
(Everyone looks interested – things must have been boring for a while, negotiations not withstanding.)
(The viewscreen flickers, the normal starfield vanishing to be replaced by the image of a stern looking humanoid.)
Uhura : Zole Terraxine, President of Tresine Six.
(Terraxine seems somewhere around sixty, a healthy, fit looking man. His skin is of a mildly purple shade, eyes multicolored and changing as they looked. He looks somewhat haggard, like a man who has been through a distasteful and necessary ordeal. A synthetic skin patch, which doesn’t quite match his natural skin color, is on one cheek. The guy has seen trouble, and that, recently.)
Terraxine : Greetings, Captain. It is an honor to speak to you.
Kirk (polite, intrigued.) : The honor is mine, President.
Terraxine : I apologize for not looking my best, but we have just come through a …very turbulent time. Which is the reason I’m interrupting you. (He pauses, sighs. Whatever the deal is, it’s got him disturbed. And even now, he seems reluctant to state it baldly.) Perhaps, Captain, you have heard of the Zoleni Movement?
(Kirk frowns a little. He has evidently heard the name, but can’t quite recall what it is about. Glances at Spock, who naturally has the info already called up on his console.)
Spock : The Zoleni – literally, Back To The Roots – Movement was set in motion eight years prior, by Prof. Edejiah Rafael in Tresine Four, eventually spreading out to other colonies of the system. The group demands secession from the Federation and the restoration of the Xedian Monarchy. In the recent years, a change in leadership has steered the movement in a more violent direction.
Terraxine (nods glumly) : Old Edejiah was a crank, but he knew just how far he could go. These guys…don’t. (He takes a deep breath as if steeling himself) We had a revolt here last week. A coup attempt by the Zolenis.
Read more at https://archiveofourown.org/works/27657847/chapters/67678225
#star trek the original series#Star Trek Fanfiction#star trek spock#star trek kirk#gen fic#scriptfic
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Star Trek TOS Season 4
Been rewatching TOS while in lockdown, didn’t want to stop, so trying to imagine what Season Four would have been like – assuming they fired most of the Season Three writers. Not having to bother about special effects or actor schedules will probably be enough of an advantage.
https://archiveofourown.org/series/2022361
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Outsider
https://archiveofourown.org/works/31113692
Episode Epilogue for 'The Menagerie' two-parter. Focused on Kirk and McCoy. The doctor can't understand the ease with which Spock was forgiven his mutiny and suspects Jim is bottling up his feelings. The doctor and the captain finally talk it over.
Comments, including concrit, welcome and appreciated
“McCoy was worried. That was not an unusual state of existence for the CMO of Enterprise. Nor was it unusual for said state to be caused by the actions of his two superior officers/friends. Only, this time it was not ay action or reaction he was worrying about, but rather, the lack of reaction.It was less than two weeks ago that the implacable, supremely logical, first officer had mutinied and absconded with the ship itself. The ship which, like most of the best captains, Jim Kirk was practically married to. He had seen Jim’s reaction to the betrayal when he first found out.At first, his complete denial – refusal to believe that Spock would even consider lying to him, forget mutiny against him. He had gone as far as to call the Commodore of the starbase a liar than accept the possibility of Spock lying to him and diverting the ship for his own purposes.Then he had to find out that not only had the friend he defended so fiercely lied to him about the message summoning them, but had been planning to literally steal his ship. ...”
#star trek the original series#Star Trek Fanfiction#commander spock#captain kirk#ao3 stuff#menagerie#episode
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Sole Survivor
The first thing Starfleet Academy selects for is the skill to function under high pressure. Scores of psych tests weed out the lesser willed applicants throughout the years of training.
No matter how intense the circumstances – a star about to go nova, a Klingon armada, alien virus ravaging the ship – they are trained to let their efficiency suffer no impairment. They are pretty much immune to panic.
Of course, this had a certain downside – tension the crew could handle perfectly well. It was lack of tension they had trouble with. Which was why, except among the science departments involved, star mapping missions were looked upon as a term in purgatory. The young captain held the same view, though the dignity of his position prevented him from complaining as vociferously as many of his subordinates were doing.
James Kirk was currently engaged in fantasizing about what exactly he would say to Admiral Nogura if only he could get a comm. link to that august individual, instead of attending to the fuel consumption reports his long suffering yeoman had handed to him. (Fortunately the Science Officer was too engrossed in the readings of the uncharted – but profoundly dull to anyone but an astrophysicist- starscape around them to raise a disapproving eyebrow).
“Receiving a distress signal, sir”
Kirk, startled out of his reverie, had to suppress a grin of delighted anticipation. At this point, three weeks into the star-mapping cruise and with yet another interminable week left to go, even the appearance of a Klingon battlecruiser would have been welcome.
“Co-ordinates, lieutenant?”
The Communications Officer had them pinpointed already. Sulu, alert at the helm, fed in the coordinates Uhura recited. It was taken for granted that the call would be answered – that was the code of Deep Space. You never, ever, ignored a Mayday call.
Read more at https://archiveofourown.org/works/26541718/chapters/64697191
#star trek#star trek the original series#Star Trek Fanfiction#adventure#rescue mission#Captain Kirk#star trek spock#gen
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Illogical
A missing scene from the end of Star Trek : Wrath of Khan, in response to the Whumptober 2020 prompt 19 - Broken Hearts.
I guess you’d say this is illogical.
I guess it is, but… Humans tend to do illogical things quite a lot. You know that. Knew that. Knew. It’s going to be tough, getting used to speaking about you in the past tense. I don’t think I’m going to ever get used to that. I don’t think I want to.
Illogical.
Again.
Illogical to sit here, in your quarters, the temperature and gravity turned up to Vulcan norms, the way you left it.
Continue reading on AO3 - https://archiveofourown.org/works/27230077
#whumptober2020#whumptober day 19#no.19#star trek the original series#star trek wrath of khan#broken hearts#mourning#fic
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Awkward
Everyone reacts differently to anesthesia – that’s part of what makes emergency surgery so complicated. There are correlations, of course, with body mass, metabolism, etc, and with the computers the best drug and dose for each patient can be calculated.
It is perfectly safe, as McCoy assures every first time patient about to go under.(The first time he operated on Spock, the poor devil was in no shape to talk, but the second time he reeled off a series of statistics on that particular anesthetic’s safety and tempted the CMO to up the dose just to shut him up.) What the computer cannot calculate is the reactions of each patient in coming out of sedation. Doctor- patient confidentiality ensures that the anecdotes will never leave sickbay, but it doesn’t stop occasional bets being placed or personnel arranging to position themselves within earshot of certain patients.
Sulu, now, comes out in what is now called his D’Artagnan persona. After an incident which involved Dr McCoy getting a broken nose and Nurse Chapel getting her hand kissed, the good doctor has made restraints standard when the helmsman is…less than coherent for some reason, whether it is surgical sedation, mysterious virus or plain old concussion.
Ensign Chekov, from what a very amused Russian nurse could translate, usually ends up under the impression that he is the Tsar of Russia. Or that he is dating the Tsar’s daughter. It varies. Occasionally he gives orders for Dr McCoy to be banished to Siberia, for the offense of “being mean to Mr Spock.”
Riley, the one time he ended up in the post operative ward…sings. The-Song-That-Must-Not-Be-Named doesn’t sound any better when slurred beyond coherence. (The captain who had come to check on the casualties, practically bolted out of the sickbay when that started.). Nowadays McCoy has authorized post operative medication for Riley in the interests of the patient’s safety and the Medical staff’s sanity.
Scotty, in the normal run of things, seems to get particularly inspired when half conscious, and particularly insistent on discussing said inspirations. Like the time he held a long, slurred and complicated discourse on how he could improve the production of his illegal and officially non-existent still located on Deck Ten. With a visiting Admiral who was in for his regular check up. Fortunately, the admiral in question turned out to be vulnerable to Kirkian charm and a bribe of Romulan Ale.
Spock…gets very talkative. Luckily for him, he tends to lapse back to his native language, so mostly McCoy has no clue what he’s talking about. By the time he’s coherent enough to talk in Standard, he’s coherent enough to know he shouldn’t be talking at all. The few occasions when he was just high enough to get voluble and not out enough to forget his (better than they seem) language skills have given his hovering frenemy blackmail material worth a life time, but unfortunately for the doctor, the Hippocratic Oath gets in the way. The Captain, now…
“Um, Bones?”
“What, Jim?” The doctor is grinning from ear to ear. It’s only partly the euphoria of having pulled off one of the most complicated surgeries in his career (while the ship was under fire, no less). There is a particular unholy glee in the CMO’s eyes that the convalescing Captain doesn’t like.
“Just what was in that hypo?”
“Normal painkillers. Wasn’t even supposed to put you out all the way, but when you’ve lost that much blood, through direct ignorance of medical advice, I may add-“
“Okay, okay. Leave the lecture for later, Bones. I’ve got enough of a headache already.” He pauses nervously. “Er, I wasn’t fully out all the time, was I?”
“You came round for a bit.”
“Did I…say something?”
The grin had widened to Cheshire cat proportions. “What do you remember?”
Jim groaned.
“I…think I asked Spock out. For the Valentine’s Day party.”
McCoy’s grin was now made more intolerable with the addition of a smug glint.
“Don’t even say it!” Kirk orders before the doctor can put himself at the risk of being punched out by his still-a-bit-groggy captain. “I was hypoed half way to hyperspace, that does not mean what you think! And you are going to help me explain that to him!”
The doctor mutters something that sounds suspiciously like ‘In Hypo Veritas’.
“We. Are .Just. Friends. Get your damn mind out of the gutter and help me figure out how to explain this!”
“Well…”
“Well what?”
“You didn’t ask Spock out.”
“I didn’t?” Bones isn’t sure whether Jim sounds more relieved or disappointed.
“That damn hobgoblin left the sickbay (against medical advice, seeing a pattern here, Jimmy-boy?) the minute he was able to stand up without passing out. Said something about the ship couldn’t have both the captain and the First Officer off the bridge “in the current volatile environment”. If he ends up fainting on the Bridge, serves him right.”
“So I was just talking to myself?”
“Nope, you just mistook someone else for him.”
Jim sighs in relief that he hasn’t ended up potentially frightening his shy First into transferring off the ship at the first chance, then realizes just who he was most likely to have mistaken for said First. The look of horror is enough to send McCoy into a hoot of unprofessional laughter.
“I asked Sarek out?”
“Well, you called him Spock, so I don’t think he would have..”
“Just shoot me.”
“Tempting, but maybe later. If it’s any consolation, I don’t think he understood the reference. Vulcans of course don’t have Valentine’s Day.”
“Bones, the guy is an ambassador, learning alien customs is his business! Plus, he’s married to Lady Amanda, you think she never dragged him off for a Valentine’s Date?”
The image of stoic Sarek sitting across from Amanda at a table covered with roses and candle light is enough to provoke another fit of mirth from the doctor.
“And anyway, Lady Amanda was here, she’d understand the reference, Good God…”
“Not the most dignified way to meet the parents, eh, Jim?”
The Captain chooses to respond non-verbally, by flinging his pillow at the CMO.
“Next time, just let me scream. No painkillers! Definitely not these painkillers!”
“Against Hippocratic Oath, Captain. I will, however, consider an isolation cubicle…”
The intrepid captain of the Enterprise slumps back into bed and prays to any deity who may be listening that the famous Vulcan regard for privacy would extend to not prying into existing or potential relationships of adult sons…
McCoy returns the pillow to it’s proper position and walks out, still grinning. At the door, he turns back for a parting shot “By the way, Jim, Amanda looked like she approves…”
The pillow goes flying again.
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