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hikuswing · 1 month
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So I went looking for this site and it appears to be down now, probably a casualty to the whole geocities thing. Since I'm pretty sure it was the only place hosting it, I figured it would be best to archive it somewhere else. I wish I could credit the original author (trraith according to the saved webpage that I have), but I have no idea how to locate them. if anyone has a direct link/is this person please hit me up.
Without further ado:
English → Romulan Dictionary
Reposted for archival reasons and because I am a nerd. Feel free to reblog this post with the link to the whole shebang.
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acesartscape · 26 days
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My friends got me the Star Trek roleplaying game and it’s the entire set, nothing missing!
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jeandejard3n · 23 days
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Star Trek: The Next Generation | Ambient Music
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fractalcloning · 7 months
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In the shadow of Ganmadan.
It was a little offensive, the clear sky and beautiful weather. It should be raining, thundering, like in her dreams--red and scary, foreboding--but it isn't. Jean Luc Picard died and it is...just another day. She knows that Alton Soong and Dr. Jurati are working on it, maping and copying his neural patterns into the golem Soong had reserved for himself. There's no guarantee it will work, that they can take the patterns off a dead man and expect them to function. He may not be restored at all, and Soji feels terribly lost. She has siblings here, dozens of them, but she's the odd one out. Not one of them can really comprehend what she's been through in the last few days. None of them can even start to relate. Dahj is gone. Her mother is an AI, a holo construct that was meant to keep her from breaking her cover. Narek is--somewhere outside. In a cell? The fact that she'd even consider talking to him only enhances her distress. She's all alone. Again. And the Romulan fleet is gone, but so is most of the Starfleet one. They are defenseless, completely out of orchids, and only Soji seems to recognize that the danger hasn't passed. That they aren't actually safe from anything. Another nudge to her bedrock could topple everything again, and again, and again and she chose to let the guarantee of safety go. She hates herself for giving that up, for shutting down the transmitter, and then hates herself in another way for even considering summoning the extra-galactic synthetics. Her life isn't worth every organic one. It's objectively true but so very hard to remember when the threat of death and destruction seems to hover over her like her own personal raincloud. So Soji sits, miserable and distraught, on the edge of Alton Soong's desk and tries not to think about it. Unfortunately the only distractions she has are the synthetics littered around the office. Alton Soong had been so proud, so excited to show her his prototypes. The golem, the next set of fractal clones, mice for Spot II to chase. Each one was meticulously designed and he loved them, truly. His crowning masterpiece was the reproduction of Data. It took up the center of the room and all Soji could do was stare. He looked peaceful, like he was sleeping and not just an empty, expertly sculpted husk in a stasis chamber. She was almost jealous, that he got to sleep so softly while she was vibrating with anxiety about the next calamity, the next loss, the next inevitable, crushing death. She runs both hands through her hair, tugging it to try and clear the maudline catastrophizing. It half works. "I wish I could have met you," Soji says to the stasis chamber and her arms drop back to her sides. "If half of what everyone said was true, you'd probably have something profound to say."
"Or...at least you might give me a hug."
She was tearing up, thinking of her Dad, the fake ghost in her dreams. He never existed but she had memories of him saying profound things. She recalled her mom trying to cheer her up--or Dahj, who may have actually done that before they were separated. Picard had even tried to comfort her, in his own way--and now she comes back to Narek again. The last man standing. God, her life was pathetic if the Tal'Shiar were her best choice for a hug. She wipes her eyes and tries to stop thinking again. It doesn't work any better this time. "Fuck," Soji says to the empty room. To the construct that is not her kind of father. It required a quantum computer to hold what they had of Data's neural patterns--if the code, the information, were any less she might have been able to boot him up, to talk to him through holograms like she did her mom, but even Soji understood that he was too complex for that. Data required a body and Soong had never completed the method to transfer-- "Wait--Agnes fixed it," Soji says, largely to herself, partly to the construct. Alton Soong had lamented how his masterpiece copy of Data would forever lie dormant. Because Bruce Maddox hadn't finished the work to make transfering consciousness possible. But Dr. Jurati had finished it. They were using it on Picard right now. Which meant-- Soji shot up from the side of the desk and all but darted to the stasis pod in the center of the room. Now, looking at the unoccupied copy, she saw something other than a hollow body--she could--she could put him back, right? If it were a copy of Data, he could work in this body? She immediately pulls up the controls on the stasis chamber and snatches a data slate off Soong's desk. Data was kept in the computer, he was the cornerstone of it, she should be able to just...run Jurati's protocols and put him into the duplicate, right? The tiny thread of hope that wrapped itself around her heart was as cutting as it was fragile, but Soji was desperate and so very alone. If she thought anything could work, anything at all, she couldn't have stopped herself from trying it.
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timecruise · 17 days
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She came from Planet Claire! I knew she came from there! She drove a Plymouth Satellite faster than the speed of light!
timecruise, an indie and selective fandomless sci-fi oc. crossover friendly, some fandom verses available. 18+. stellified by ramone.
a study in: just cruising around and taking the time to see all the sights and smell the roses, learning who you really are and unlearning who they told you to be, going through immense change but coming out for the better, endlessly creating yourself, living many lives and seeing through many perspectives, and the curse--or blessing--of remembering.
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Some say she's from Mars or one of the seven stars...
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roleplayfinder · 5 months
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So now on to the rules. There are not many so here we go. Please be over the age of 18. , I love long posts but i do understand that sometimes we really get going and shorter replies happen. I love OOC chat. Please I have no life and i enjoy talking to people, tell me about the weather, your pets anything you want let's just talk and be friends. I am really drawing a blank on the other rules that i have so sorry. Be kind, like i said I have no life so i can reply pretty much all the time. I kinda prefer female rpers. I will rp with males but just now I am looking for more romance and fluff. I do like drama so that will be in there as. I am on pretty much daily but I also know that not everyone has the same freedom as I do. If i don't hear from you within 3 days than I will message you to check on on you. I will kinda keep checking in at different times for about 2 weeks and than I will stop for awhile and I may just randomly check in on you.
So here is what I am looking for and who I would like you to play. And yes I do double.
I am really looking for a Star trek Abrams rp. I would love to find someone to double as Spock.
But I also do
The Hunger games
Smallville
Marvel
Atla
The vampire diaries/the originals
True blood.
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lastsurvivor · 8 months
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“ This is Ripley, last survivor of the Nostromo, signing off. ”
lastsurvivor, an independent and selective ellen ripley from the alien franchise. oc and crossover friendly. other verses available. penned by ramone.
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rphunter · 16 days
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21+M looking for fellow 21+ roleplayers on Discord.
plots; I’m always a sucker for friends to lovers, friends with benefits, and even friends with benefits to lovers. Fluff, romance, and smut with the occasional conflict. MxF (With me playing the M) and FxF pairings. OCs Welcome.
Characters I'm looking to play as based on Fandom:
DC Comics:
Superman/Clark Kent
Batman/Bruce Wayne
Supergirl/Kara Danvers
Batgirl/Barbara Gordon
Wonder Woman/Diana Prince
Zatanna
MARVEL Comics:
Black Widow/Natasha Romanoff
Iron Man/Tony Stark
Spider-Man/Peter Parker
STAR TREK:
Beverly Crusher
Carol Marcus (Kelvin Timeline)
Deanna Troi
James Kirk
STAR WARS:
Han Solo
Jaina Solo
Leia Organa
Luke Skywalker
Padme Amidala
If interested please give this a like and I'll contact you. That or add me directly on Discord.
yunathesnakegoddess
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spocksbrainworms · 17 days
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Hey all, since I finished my last fic and am only in the planning stages of my next I’m looking to roleplay some more to keep the creative writing juices flowing.
Ideally looking for Spirk, it’s kind of my thing. But I’d also be open to OC stuff so long as the characters are fleshed out and have chemistry. I’m always willing to chat even if things don’t get off the ground so feel free to DM!
I usually do past or present third person and am happy to match response length. I almost exclusively write in discord just to keep things organized and spelling and grammar mistakes are not the end of the world, so long as you’re putting in the effort and trying your best
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symbioun · 4 months
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❝ You have to realize there are some things in life you can't control. ❞
symbioun, an independent and selective portrayal of Jadzia Dax from the Star Trek series Deep Space Nine. Crossover and OC friendly. Penned by Ramone.
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❝ And one of them is me. ❞
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starfleetsxvulcan · 3 months
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'In the FINAL seconds, I-
I think THEY knew everything you ARE.'
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INTRO/RULES, THE SPOCKVERSE, PROMPTS, SPOTIFY.
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∆. Semi-Selective Ask/Roleplay Blog for Mr. Spock from Star Trek.
∆. I write TOS/AOS/SNW + Very open to various verses and AUs! OC/Crossover Friendly too! (Willing to put the Vulcan anywhere honestly-)
∆. Short to Long Form Writing.
∆. Always Open to Plotting!
∆. Sideblog.
∆. Mun is 23!
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Main: @classico-fazbear. (Follows back from here!)
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LOVED BY KITTY.
FEEL FREE TO REBLOG!
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|| LIVE LONG AND PROSPER. ||
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starbase777 · 3 months
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°∘✧ Star Trek: Starbase 777 ✧∘° - Star Trek Roleplay Discord
✮ Synopsis ✮ In the year 2414, Starbase 777 sits at the fringes of Federation, Klingon, and Romulan space. Starfleet-owned, it serves as a point of cultural exchange, research, and mutual defence between Khitomer Alliance species. Will your character help to pave the way forward in this time of prosperity, or will they come face-to-face with those who seek to disrupt it? ✮ What We Offer ✮ ──────────────────────────────────────
• Find yourself aboard a DS9-inspired starbase and its assigned starship, with channels for work and entertainment alike.
• Write your character at work or relax with slice-of-life RP, and use roles to help you find someone who will match your ideal length of replies and level of literacy.
• Utilise multiple pages of assets for character creation, with an admin team on hand to bring your character to life. Write a crewmember, run your own business as a civilian, or write typically-restricted species on exchange from another faction.
• Take part in large-scale events (defence of the station, raids against enemies, researching planets, and more); meet your colleagues in social events, or explore your own character in multiple AUs. Request personal plots at any time, ran just for you and tailored to help your character develop.
• Join in with multiple OOC channels for for chatting and image sharing, all within a safe and LGBTQIA+ friendly space. ────────────────────────────────────── Any questions? Join us and ask! We're happy to have you aboard.
✮ Permanent Link ✮ https://discord.gg/QSjAVpNMSf
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dramaticgremlin · 5 months
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I am 21+ looking for someone 18+ for a roleplay over discord channels.
Looking for someone who writes Leonard Mccoy aka Bones from Star Trek, who'd be interested in writing an m/f ship with a nurse character. I'd be writing the nurse and am looking for someone who writes Leonard Mccoy.
I know AOS best, and have been watching a lot of medical dramas along with the AoS star trek films, so its inspired desire for a doctor/doctor or doctor/nurse romance set in star trek and with Leonard Mccoy, cause we love Bones. However I have been getting into TOS and the comics as well.
I will write npcs/other characters as needed/wanted too and double up to write characters you want as well as well as ships. Canon and otherwise. Let's make a whole star trek universe / aos expansion.
I like angst, hurt/comfort, fluff, drama, and have a lot of plot ideas and au ideas. Roleplay would be over discord, long paragraphs and short paragraphs and text form as well.
As well, I can set up tupperbot/tupperbox as well and I will probably end up making pintrest boards, playlists, graphics and write aus for our ships.
If interested, Like this post or message @dramaticgremlin for my discord 💙🖖
Or reblog this to help me find someone interested.
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starsnheroes · 7 months
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@OCEANSFIRST -> Dr Linda Carter on a multimuse by Izzy -> ❝ NIGHT NURSE is just CATCHIER than NIGHT GENERAL PRACTIONER. ❞
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@THEFLEETSFINEST -> Dr Leonard Mccoy by Mel -> ❝ DAMMIT, man! I'm a DOCTOR, NOT a PHYSICIST. . . . ❞
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fractalcloning · 7 months
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Defragmenting and hotfixes.
"Oh--my god--!"
The prybar clatters to the deck as Soji jumps back, startled halfway out of her mind by the contents of this particular box. She's not squeamish, not by a mile, but one has to be prepared to see a disassembled corpse in a box. It's not something you spring on a person. She recovers fast but, holy hell, that was a shock to the system.
"Breathe, Soji--it's fine, this is fine--" she mutters and takes a deep, calming breath.
This is actually ideal. Ideal-ish. She had pulled six boxes out of Data's quantum storage. Spoofing his identity had been a real trick, but she'd pulled it off. She couldn't just leave it alone, not once she was told what his storage contained. Allowing a synth (no, he was technically an android) to molder in storage forever was just unacceptable. She'd hoped she'd find him assembled in stasis, like how Alton generated the fractal clones or his golem, but apparently that was not how things were done back in the day.
Distantly, it does occur to her that it would be a lot more gruesome to do that to any of the synths in her generation. They would also probably not survive the experience. She tries not to think too hard about that as she examines his carefully packed bodyparts. His limbs are all intact, if a little creaky from extended storage. She considers parting the skin-layer to repair the wear on the major joints, her tools would support it, but she can't quite bring herself to start…peeling him. Even with good intentions, it seems like undue torment. His torso has a few deteriorated parts, as well as a few that are seized up from time in storage. It'll take her a while to repair, but no part of it is in poor condition.
His head is in the worst shape of any of it, by far. His scalp has already been drawn back and pinned aside. The underlying mechanicals and circuits are a mess--it looks like something was ripped off the board, there are bent connectors, missing pieces, and a host of shorted components. He suffered some serious cranial trauma and then a power surge.
Soji's inspection feels a little bleak--she isn't sure she can fix this but she's certainly going to try.
"You're lucky I've been doing cybernetic extractions for the last three years," she tells the disembodied head. It's inactive so, unsurprisingly, it doesn't reply. "Alright, let's get you up and running."
It's all the pep talk Soji gives herself before getting up and fetching one of the toolkits she took from the wreckage of the Cube on Coppelius. Her ship isn't impressive or well stocked, not in Soong type mechanical components at least, but she has a portable replicator and all of Alton Soong's notes. Once she has her equipment, she takes the head from the box, turns up the brightness of the overhead lights, and gets to work. @lettherebemonsters
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starsplaced · 7 months
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but tell me, did you sail across the sun? did you make it to the milky way to see the lights all faded and that heaven is overrated?
starsplaced, an independent and selective star trek oc multimuse ft. leyania and wox'oll. crossover friendly. penned by ramone. sideblog to lastsurvivor.
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and tell me, did you fall for a shooting star? one without a permanent scar, and did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there?
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