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PSA;
(( lord I forgot this blog existed!! it’s been 3 years since i logged on christ. anyway - bit of an update, I will still be here but not as much as my other blog //subtle plug of my gotham oc\\ over at trepxdation. if people would still like a cheeky Chekov role-play, then like this for a starter~!!))
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Reblog if you RP a character from Star Trek.
Whether it’s the Original Series, Next Generation, Deep Space Nine, Voyager, Enterprise, the Reboot, the animated series…any Star Trek.
Genderbents and OCs welcome.
Find your fandom here.
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so after a long time off, I’m glad to say that I’m back~
Pavel will be in full swing in a few minutes;;
If there’s a thread you want to revive, just hmu and we’ll arrange that--
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Have you always been this cute, or did you have to work at it?
‘Hit On My Muse’ meme;; currently accepting
When he heard a familiar voice speak, he turned around and was greeted by the sight of Gwen; and her words made him stumble. Cute? People at Starfleet called him that while ruffling his hair - and he hated it... But, when Gwen said it, he felt something weird. “A-Aah, I work at a lot of things; my c-cuteness, eh, comes naturally! H-Haz you been at work at it recently, Gwen?”Rubbing the back of his neck, he let out a small nervous laugh. Chekhov was never good at compliments - especially from a girl like Gwen. .
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xanodite:
▌ GWEN
Gwen’s smile grew the moment he stood up because he was actually acknowledging
her instead of going about his business, taking time to answer her questions. Even the
silly ones, which meant a lot.
❝I’m impressed. I can’t wait to look around but my grandpa told me to
wait here until someone can come keep me company for the day. Like
I can’t be trusted not to touch anything. I’m very sorry, though, did I
interrupt your work?❞
Her head tilted to the side, hands on her hips, staring at the panels Chekov had
been working at prior to her mouth running off – she felt bad now for just barging
in with her energetic personality and disturbing him but that quickly went flying out
the window the moment he mentioned replicators and smoothies.
Her nose scrunched in disgust.
❝Replicated smoothies are not the same as having a freshly made one at
Mr. Smoothy ———— oh!❞ she yelped, quickly extending her hand out in
greeting. ❝Your name isn’t that bad. I’m Gwendolyn Tennyson, but you can
call me Gwen if that’s easier. Everyone else does.❞
“Aah, no no - diz is not even my work... Meester Scott had a drunk and vild
evening last night; he asked me to repair this for him before Meester Spock
became aware... Meester Spock is very, er... Intimidating at times.”
With a small chuckle at the idea of the scene in his head between the Vulcan and
the hungover Scotsman - but was cast out of his thoughts by her hand came close to
him.
“Nice to meet you, Gwen... I agree though - the replicators here aren’t as good
and nice as the ones at Yorktown. Meester Smoothy? Sounds...”
Pick your choice of words wisely Chekov... She seems to like Mr Smoothy.
“Wery cool! And as for someone showing you around... Meester Scott
wouldn’t mind me lending my services as a tour.”
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At the sudden intrusion of a voice the curly haired boy didn’t know, Chekov looked up
and simply smiled slightly. Currently crouched down to fix a loose wire in communication
panels, he stood up swiftly and brushed his shirt down.
“Yes and no. Ve live here most of the time, but when ze ship needs repairs
we set her off at ze docking station and ve live on a peaceful planet.”
He let out a small chuckle at her state of awe at the ship; and the questions fired at him
just showed that this person was excited. She looked his age, the more he inspected...
Unless she was a Bajoran - but that idea was swiped from his mind ((due to the lack of
ridges on her nose))
“Diz ship goes vwery vwery fast - it can move at the speed of light with a
seemple push of a button. As for smoothies... I’m sure the subatomic
replicator will give you ve wanted flavor.”
He briefly recalled Kirk telling him to show someone around; but the name completely
slipped his mind.. So his curiosity kicked in.
“I’m Pavel Andreievich Chekov; but call me Chekov.. Eez much less of a mouthful.
What’s your name?”
@chekovluck // starter
❝This is seriously the biggest ship ever!❞ she squealed in excitement,
all sense of professionalism gone out the window and possibly making
quite the fool out of herself but Gwen honestly didn’t care. People stared
at her all the time – whether they recognized her from the media or because
she was doing something stupid with her friends – it didn’t matter, she was
used to it and wasn’t all that phased. She was too busy admiring everything
her wide eyes settled on anyway, taking in every last detail, completely
awestruck.
And this is why being grand-daughter to one of the most famous and revered
Magisters had its perks; special privileges came with the Tennyson name
and whenever Gwen wasn’t off doing her own thing throughout the galaxy she
got to tag along with her grandpa when he had to conduct business with other
organizations. This gave Gwen great opportunities in meeting new people and
also not getting shot at in the process.
❝——– do you live here year round?❞
Her curious gazed gave one final sweep before stopping to stare at a boy
next to her. Gwen wasn’t sure if he was the one who was supposed to be
showing her around or not ( he seemed a lot younger than most of the
other crew ) but there was no harm in talking to him considering she had
a terrible habit of running her mouth a lot and he was the nearest person to
listen to her ramble.
❝I think I would throw myself out an air lock if I had to live with so
many people. How fast does this thing even go, anyway? Are there
smoothies here? This is important.❞
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“Out ze way! Out ze way!”
The curly haired boy exclaimed, darting around the corners of the Enterprise
with a smile on his face. Kirk had kept him behind for briefing about Sulu’s plants
or something ((he wasn’t listening)) - which had made him thirty minutes late to
meet Scotty for their planned chit-chat / drinkathon in the break room.
“Meester Scott! Sorry for being late!”.
[x] @likestheship - closed starter [x]
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kxmhyun:
Are you an interior decorator? Because when I saw you, the entire room became beautiful.
Did you sit in a pile of sugar? Cause you have a pretty sweet ass.
Do you have a Band-Aid? Because I just scraped my knee falling for you.
If I were a stop light, I’d turn red everytime you passed by, just so I could stare at you a bit longer.
If you were a vegetable you’d be a cute-cumber.
There are people who say Disneyland is the happiest place on earth. Apparently, none of them have ever been in your arms.
Are you an orphanage? Cause I wanna give you kids.
Are you my Appendix? Because I have a funny feeling in my stomach that makes me feel like I should take you out.
I was so enchanted by your beauty that I ran into that wall over there. So I’m going to need your name and number for insurance purposes.
I’m not staring at your boobs. I’m staring at your heart.
Can I take your picture to prove to all my friends that angels do exist?
Your body is 65% water and I’m thirsty.
My doctor says I’m lacking Vitamin U.
Can I follow you home? Cause my parents always told me to follow my dreams.
If I were a cat I’d spend all 9 lives with you.
Smoking is hazardous to your health… and baby, you’re killing me!
You must be a hell of a thief because you stole my heart from across the room.
Do you have a twin sister? Then you must be the most beautiful girl in the world!
You know I’d like to invite you over, but I’m afraid you’re so hot that you’ll skyrocket my air-conditioning bill.
If I were to ask you out on a date, would your answer be the same as the answer to this question?
Are you a campfire? Cause you are hot and I want s'more.
I bet you $20 you’re gonna turn me down.
I like Legos, you like Legos, why don’t we build a relationship?
Would you grab my arm so I can tell my friends I’ve been touched by an angel?
There’s only one thing I want to change about you, and that’s your last name.
Did you have lucky charms for breakfast? Because you look magically delicious!
Can I borrow your cell phone? I need to call animal control, because I just saw a fox!
I’m no organ donor but I’d be happy to give you my heart.
Kiss me if I’m wrong, but dinosaurs still exist, right?
Do you believe in love at first sight, or should I walk by again?
You see my friend over there? [Point to friend] He wants to know if YOU think I’M cute.
Can I borrow a kiss? I promise I’ll give it back.
Are you my phone charger? Because without you, I’d die.
Are you a cat? Cause you are purrrfect
You know how they say skin is the largest organ on the human body? Not in my case.
My lips are like skittles. Wanna taste the rainbow?
I have an “owie” on my lip. Will you kiss it and make it better?
Hey baby, I must be a light switch, cuz every time I see you, you turn me on!
Do I know you? Cause you look just like my next girlfriend/boyfriend.
Have you always been this cute, or did you have to work at it?
Was your father a mechanic? Then how did you get such a finely tuned body?
Apart from being sexy, what do you do for a living?
Is it hot in here or is it just you?
I blame you for global warming… your hotness is too much for the planet to handle!
You’re single. I’m single. Coincidence? I think not.
Stop, drop, and roll, baby. You are on fire.
Baby, you’re so hot, you make the equator look like the north pole.
I hope there’s a fire truck nearby, cause you’re smokin’!
I just got dumped, and I think that you could make me feel better.
If you were a burger at McDonalds, you’d be McGorgeous.
Your hand looks heavy. Let me hold it for you.
You’re so hot, I could bake cookies on you.
Is your car battery dead? Because I’d like to jump you.
I’m lost. Can you tell me which road leads to your heart?
It’s a good thing I wore gloves today. Otherwise you’d be too hot to handle.
Hit on my muse
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mccoyskid:
she was actually forced out of the medbay to eat this time, something that she most definitely hated. most of the time joanna worked through her lunch and ended up just eating a small dinner but her father put his foot down. eyes look around the mess before she finds a familiar face, immediately heading in his direction.
“chekov, right? would you mind if i sit here?”
@chekovluck
At the sound of a voice breaking him from his thoughts, Chekov
turned his head - and simply smiled. Even though he didn’t
regularly converse with the woman, he had seen her on multiple
small occasions in the medbay - but never approached her.
“Yes, that’s me - but please call me Pavel. Of course,vhat would be
no problem”
Moving the papers and blueprints sprawled across the breakroom table,
Chekov let out a small laugh.
“All deez pieces of paper - so little time...”
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viatcr:
her communicator lies in pieces before her, one hand tapping fingers rhythmically against her mug of hot tea while the other moves fragments of wire and metal and plastic over the slick surface of the breakroom table. it’s been a bit BORING lately with no diplomacies at hand, no new planets or species, no kirk beamed up looking a bit worse for wear. the EPICS always tell of the discoveries, the adventures, the contact with strange new worlds – they tend to gloss over the more monotonous days spent passing through patches of space where each star seems to look like the last.
letha heaves a sigh and begins to piece her communicator back together. one eye keeps an eye on the time that flashes by in bright numbers ( once clocks had ticked and pointed to numbers on a circle – or so she’s heard ); it would behoove her to not be late for the ship’s daily communications diagnostic check.
@chekovluck ( x )
Chekov lets out a small sigh, walking down the seemingly never-ending
corridors of the Enterprise. To say the man was in a bit of a sour mood was
the understatement of the century - he knew someone took his whiskey, and
he had a sneaky suspicion it was Scotty ((when was it not him?)).
Scuffing his shoes while walking into the break-room, Chekov ran a hand through
his messy locks before looking around the area - nobody he normally talked to was
here, so he let out an annoyed puff of air; much like a small child. Seeing someone
hunched over something that looked quite complex, Chekov started to approach the
other.
“ Zvat has happened to your communicator? “
He asked silently, careful not to get too close or speak to loud in case he scared her
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[[ closed starter for @namedforthefirst - from this starter call ]]
“Meester Kirk, please! Is not zvat bad, just a scratch!”
Those were the young man’s protesting words before he was demanded
down his PADD to go to the med bay. He recently had been hit on the head
by a fallen pipe - but was fine ((aside from a few swear words Scotty would
be proud of))... But, alas, the Captain had different ideas. Currently walking
with steps lacking his normal energy,he entered the bay.
“Hello? Meester McCoy?”
Chekov expected Dr. McCoy to be there, as the old man was always on the
job - but, when he didn’t hear the southern drawl of his accent reply, he
frowned.
“Er.... Anyone?”
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(((this wiz kid needs some love lmao)
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“Aye yie yie! I don’t understand dis, the coms vere performing
perfectly! Why does the keptin’ send me on small errens like dis...”
The young man sighed, hoisting his googles up onto his curly mop of hair.
He was alone in the communication room, trying to fix the loose wire or
whatever it was that made talking to people outside the Enterprise difficult.
“Iz something blocking ze signal?”
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