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Factory Entertainment Announces Partnership with Paramount To Produce Star Trek Collectibles
Factory Entertainment announced that the company has entered into a multi-year agreement with Paramount parent, Viacom International Inc, to expand upon its best-selling line of movie and television collectibles for Star Trek.
Factory Entertainment’s Star Trek line will be centered primarily around its high-end prop replica business. Since 2011, the company has established itself as the leader in producing authentic, limited- edition replicas of props and gadgets from popular movie and TV properties.
“The many props featured in Star Trek over the decades have always reflected an imaginative and forward-looking design aesthetic, that have not only captivated fans, but often influenced the design of real-world technology” said Jordan Schwartz, President and CEO of Factory Entertainment. “As a Star Trek fan myself since the 1960s, I’m thrilled and honored to be entrusted by Paramount to continue to bring some of the most iconic items in Star Trek history to the many fans of the franchise in all its incarnations.”
In 2022, Factory Entertainment released limited-edition replicas of several props from Star Trek: The Next Generation, including the “cricket phaser,” seen in the first few seasons, a set of medical devices used by Dr. Beverly Crusher and the “Ressikan flute” treasured by Captain Jean Luc Picard in the fan-favorite episode “The Inner Light.” The company also released a replica of the Borg Queen’s skull seen in the motion picture Star Trek: First Contact and a set of replicas from Star Trek: The Motion Picture. In addition, Factory Entertainment introduced a number of popularly priced open-edition, reduced-scale replicas designed to appeal to collectors with more restricted budgets or space.
Factory Entertainment is well underway on the production of prop replicas and other collectibles for 2023, including, among others, items from the original Star Trek series, Star Trek: The Wrath of Khan, Star Trek: The Next Generation, Star Trek: Voyager and Star Trek: Picard. Also in development for release in 2024 are the first prop replicas from the hugely popular Star Trek: Strange New Worlds. In addition to prop replicas, Factory Entertainment’s offerings will include studio scale starship models, high-end dioramas, barware and novelty items including Factory’s proprietary CHS™ keychain & pin set and Fandages™ collectible fashion bandages lines.
To see all of Factory Entertainment’s Star Trek releases available to order now and coming soon, fans are encouraged to visit http://www.factoryent.com
#replicas#props#limited-edition#factory entertainment#star trek#paramount#viacom#collectibles#toy news
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‧⁺✧ throughout the years +°‧
Star Trek: The Next Generation
1987–2002
[ID: Three black-and-white gifs that show Riker checking out Worf with a smile. The first one is from TNG S2, with Worf wearing a Victorian get-up. The second gif is from S7, with both in dress uniforms. The last gif is from Nemesis, showing them after Picard announced the traditional Betazoid wedding, meaning Worf will have to go naked. End ID.]
#riker @ worf at any given time: 😍👀🥰#tngedit#gifs#ep. multiple#ep. elementary dear data#ep. liaisons#m. nemesis#riker x worf#ch. jean-luc picard#ch. data#*#i did not have time for uni this week but i did have time for this lmao#the cold opener of tng liaisons lives rent free in my mind#acting consistency mister frakes 👌#also MISTER DORN why does worf look like his life is flashing in front of his eyes in the third one 😂
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@ofgoodconscience said: 👀 + pris and jean-luc but i'm making you do twice as much work because lets say... not main verse but renegade (platonic) AND dark mirror (romantic)
send 👀+ a pairing for three headcanons
Renegade:
1) Three people on a ship for four hundred can feel both isolating and infuriatingly small. They’ve gotten good at (unofficially or officially) scheduling time apart and together, in all combinations. What I’m saying is that Picard and Pris have a standing book club, probably.
2) Pris isn’t invited to his faux-historical holodeck programs anymore. She’s physically incapable of not roasting them.
3) I’m not saying the three of them all end up sharing a room some nights but--
Dark Mirror:
1) The first time they kissed was the third time Jean-Luc wiped a planet clean from her bridge. The third, because it was the first time he looked to her as he did it.
2) It takes Pris until years after their coronation to stop idly maintaining her emergency plans, in the event he betrays her. It takes him much less time to figure out what she’s doing. Some small, horrifying part of her is warmed by the fact that he doesn’t try to stop her.
3) They still fence in this verse bc I needed one cute headcanon leave me alone.
#c: fate-touched (Enterprise)#v: tbn (dark mirror)#ofgoodconscience#ch: safety and home (Jean-Luc Picard//ofgoodconscience)#v: tbn (renegade)#uhhhh#violence cw
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When Q is gone for really long periods of time, Picard gets worried, but when he comes back, if it was just that he sees time differently, Picard is one hundred percent THAT b**ch that makes Q guess what he did wrong and then sits down and talks about it.
Yesss, I love this headcanon!
Picard was reading in his quarters when suddenly, there was a flash of white light, and who else but Q appeared there.
“Jean-Luc! How are you?” He was grinning. “Reading, as always!”
Picard was not smiling. “Q. Get over here. Now.”
Q’s smile faltered. “What is it?” he asked, stepping forward. “Bad day on the Enterprise?”
“I’ll give you five guesses,” said Picard evenly.
“All right, guess one,” said Q. “I interrupted your favorite chapter.” Picard shook his head. “Guess two. Riker is being annoying.”
“No,” said Picard, and fought the urge to roll his eyes.
“Okay, guess three. You’re actually a Vulcan, and you’re about to go into Pon Farr. And this is bad timing for you.”
“Q, guess realistically,” said Picard.
“Okay, fine. Guess four. You’ve had a long day at work.”
“Yes, but that isn’t it. One more guess,” Picard said.
“Guess five,” said Q. “Er... today’s mission went awry?”
“No!” said Picard. “None of those!”
“Then what is it?” Q said.
“Q, dammit, it’s been nearly three years! And you haven’t even dropped by to say hello!” Picard burst out. “I thought something had happened to you! I thought you were dead! Dammit, for all you know, I could’ve been dead!”
“But you aren’t!” said Q. “And has it really been three years? It felt like just a day to me.”
Picard groaned. “Of course, that excuse again,” he said.
“It’s not an excuse!” Q said.
Picard heaved a sigh. “Q, sit down.” Q sat on a spare chair. “Q, you’ve got to realize, I’m a human. I need you to come by and see me. Three years doesn’t feel like a day to me. It feels like, well, three years. I missed you.”
“Oh,” said Q, realizing. “Oh.”
“Do you see, now?” asked Picard.
Q sighed. “I understand,” he said. “And I really am sorry. It felt like I had just seen you. Really.”
“Do you promise to come by and see me more often?” asked Picard.
“Yes,” said Q. “In fact, I’ll be by tomorrow.”
Picard smiled. “I’ll look forward to it.”
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Plotless T/N/G Snezfic (Ch 1/?) [1k so far, I’ll probably continue]
Vanillas: if you somehow find this browsing the s/tar t/rek tag, please scroll by. I can pretty much guarantee this is not for you.
A/N: I may or may not continue this, I don’t know. Here, we have Pi/card being an allergic mess over... something? (As stated in the title, this has NO PLOT, so if that’s what you’re looking for, look elsewhere.)
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Captain Jean-Luc Picard perked up in his seat. His surroundings hadn’t changed, but it seemed, perhaps, that the air had. The Captain was reclined on the couch, alone in his quarters, reading a book on ancient Earth philosophy; just about as relaxed as he allowed himself to be. He sniffed and shifted in his seat. He thought it odd, to have this feeling out of nowhere. Sure, on Earth, it happened plenty--on any planet with an unregulated atmosphere, he reflected--but on a star ship? Sneezing, for him, was rare. There was nothing that should have caused it, The Enterprise was equipped with a fine air filtration system, which neutralized both germs and allergens. Not everything, of course, but enough for the ship to be devoid of seasonal allergies (especially when in deep space, where there were no seasons). Despite the infrequence of sneezing for Picard, it wasn’t cause for alarm. Of course, he thought, the body was an intricate machine. He dismissed the buzzing tickle in his nose and returned to his book.
He’d only read a few pages when his attention was broken again. His nose wouldn’t leave him alone. Jean-Luc sighed internally. Whatever was bothering him was irritating, but not irritating enough to do anything besides lead him to the edge of a sneeze and then dissipate, leaving him to repeat the tortuous cycle.
He tentatively glanced up at the light, trying to hurry the process along. Within moments, his head was tilting back, his breath catching. He bobbed forward into a loosely-cupped hand with each of the two sneezes, “hh-n’tchh, ah’tchh!” He blinked with surprise at the second, vocal sneeze. He had only begun to consider the oddity of its desperation when he gasped to sneeze again, “huhh-! H’atchew!” He sniffled, perplexed.
He tried to move on from the thought. His rest hours ended in fifteen minutes anyway, he didn’t have any more time to sit and wonder. He stood up and brushed himself off, sniffling. He resolved to get himself together before his shift on the bridge.
He blew his nose and splashed his face with cold water. His breath caught suddenly as another prodding tickle manifested itself—“hh-t’chh!”
He pinched his nose hard as if he could extinguish his reaction. Sneezing didn’t normally happen like this for him; not on The Enterprise. But, what could be done? In the far future though they were, there was still no cure for sneezing. Picard sniffed sharply and reluctantly stowed some tissues in his pocket. It was time for his bridge shift, and the itchiness in his nose wasn’t yet fading. He cringed inwardly as he imagined the bridge crew’s reactions. Of course, he knew they were sure to be outstanding as always; but on a bridge, all eyes go to the captain. Jean-Luc hated showing any signs of weakness, no matter how insignificant. These things were impossible to hide with a whole ship’s eyes on you.
Right, the Captain thought; bridge. He stepped out of his quarters, on-route to the nearest turbo-lift. “Bridge,” he stated as the turbo-lift’s doors closed behind him. While the lift carried him to the bridge, he scrubbed at his nose, attempting to get all of his irritated rubbing for the next several hours out of the way in one go. As the turbo-lift slowed down, the Captain set his shoulders back subtly in a confident gesture.
Stepping onto the bridge, he was greeted with several hellos. He acknowledged them politely and strode over to his seat.
“Review, Sir,” his first officer said, “we’re in standard orbit around this planet for 13 more hours while engineering does some routine maintenance. Nothing too complicated, if we’re lucky.”
“Thank you, Will,” Jean-Luc said, sitting back in his chair.
The bridge crew had the usual atmosphere amongst themselves, the occasional melody of casual conversation draping over the quiet concentration that everyone held while occupying their stations.
Picard actually wasn’t feeling too bad. His nose was still a bit bothered, but only to a manageable extent. He tapped away on his screen quietly, running cross-references on the below planet’s terrain. He made it maybe 20 minutes before he was again pulled out of his occupied haze. Of course, his damn nose was itching again. He rubbed and pinched his nostrils in one fluid motion in a hope to put off his problem just a bit longer. The itch was unphased. He guided his attention back to his work, hoping that that could help distract from the incessant tickle.
The Captain found that, with effort, he could still focus on the calculations at hand, but his thoughts were lead astray by the ever growing feeling in his sinuses. He sniffed and straightened up.
He sighed silently and gave in. He drew a quick breath in and pinched his nose between his thumb and forefinger, tensing with a near-silent stifle. Afterwards, he sniffed as loudly as he dared. Irritated and unrelieved, he cursed inwardly—‘merde.’ He bobbed forward again, wincing as a much stronger sneeze escaped through his fingertips, “hht’chh!”
“Bless you, sir,” Commander Riker said in an almost distracted tone, eyes not leaving his work.
“Thank you, number one,” Picard replied quietly. He forced back an oncoming blush. He’d been found out.
Still, his nose lent him no relief. He tapped away at his station, trying to ignore the feeling that was now taking over most of his face. What had started as a mild irritation now persisted as a insistent prickle.
“Hih… h’tchx! H’ihchx-oo!” The last syllable was a breathy exhale tacked onto the end of his third overwhelming stifle. His face felt hot as he noticed Will glance at him.
“Bless you, again, sir.”
Picard flushed as he recognized the edge of recognition in Will’s voice.
“Thank you, Commander.” A slight congestion krept into the Captain’s voice now, further exposing his predicament. He sniffled again, liquidly. Counselor Troi had been watching Jean-Luc since he had walked in; he’d known that all along. But now, he felt her eyes on his back much more presently than before. Of course, she’d known from the get-go that something was off. (She always did.) But the game had changed now, she had her evidence. The captain quietly hoped that she wouldn’t try to check in with him about this. Thankfully for Picard, his nose seemed to be satisfied for the moment.
Jean-Luc considered his odds: it’d only been a half hour, and already, his sneezing was out of control. He firmly set his jaw as another itch washed over him. He allowed himself to shut his eyes gently, but was still determined not to make that tell-tale, incriminating face. His breath hitched, erratic and silent.
He persisted. Holding back was possible. Distracting as all hell, but possible. He brought his attention back to his console, but it was almost impossible to focus on now. He pressed his knuckle to his septum and allowed for another soft sniffle. “Hh…,” he couldn’t help hitching out loud. He was sure he looked ridiculous at this point, fighting so hard against a—“h’atchhew!”—against a sneeze.
At a real, recognizable sneeze, he received a chorus of ‘bless you’s from the crew, and a worried look from Riker.
“How are you feeling, sir?” Riker asked, his voice soft to spare Picard the embarrassment of the rest of the crowd watching him for an answer, too.
“Oh, I’m alright, thank you,” Picard replied, equally as quiet, “Something seems to be setting my allergies off, but it’s not terribly bad.”
Riker nodded in hesitant acknowledgement. It was strange to have allergic reactions on a ship with such a controlled climate, but hey. The Captain tended to find himself experiencing the unusual.
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There Are FOUR Lights, Douchebag!
By Don Hall
For those who love Star Trek: The Next Generation, the two episodes during the sixth season that puts Gul Madred (David Warner) and Jean-Luc Picard (Patrick Stewart) in a battle of wills is notable.
"Chain of Command" has Madred use sensory deprivation, sensory bombardment, forced nakedness, stress positions, dehydration, starvation, physical pain, and cultural humiliation to try to gain knowledge of the Federation's plans for Minos Korva. Picard resists. Madred attempts another tactic to break Picard's will: he shows his captive four bright lights, and demands that Picard answer that there are five, inflicting intense pain on Picard if he does not agree.
Listening to Trump's recorded phone solicitation to the Georgia Secretary of State reminded me of those episodes.
TRUMP: The other thing, dead people. So dead people voted, and I think the number is close to 5,000 people. And they went to obituaries. They went to all sorts of methods to come up with an accurate number, and a minimum is close to about 5,000 voters.
RAFFENSPERGER: Well, Mr. President, the challenge that you have is the data you have is wrong. We talked to the congressmen, and they were surprised.
But they — I guess there was a person named Mr. Braynard that came to these meetings and presented data, and he said that there was dead people, I believe it was upward of 5,000. The actual number were two. Two. Two people that were dead that voted. And so that’s wrong. That was two.
TRUMP: So Brad, there can be no justification for that. And I, you know, I give everybody the benefit of the doubt. But that was — and Brad, why did they put the votes in three times? You know, they put ’em in three times.
RAFFENSEBERGER: Mr. President, they did not put that. We did an audit of that, and we proved conclusively that they were not scanned three times.
TRUMP: Do you think it’s possible that they shredded ballots in Fulton County? Because that’s what the rumor is. And also that Dominion took out machines. That Dominion is really moving fast to get rid of their, uh, machinery.
Do you know anything about that? Because that’s illegal.
GERMANY: This is Ryan Germany. No, Dominion has not moved any machinery out of Fulton County.
TRUMP: But have they moved the inner parts of the machines and replaced them with other parts?
GERMANY: No.
TRUMP: Are you sure, Ryan?
GERMANY: I’m sure. I’m sure, Mr. President.
Like Madred, Trump simply keeps repeating his completely unfounded conclusions as fact over and over. I wonder if Rattensperger at some point in the conversation started to believe that maybe there were five lights. I wonder how tempting it would be to cave in just to get the man to stop talking.
Trump, with the help of a slew of GOP operatives and legislators, has managed to convince 68 percent of Republicans that he actually won the race. No evidence of fraud. No proof of the allegation. Thrown out of court over fifty times. Simply repeat the lie over and over until people agree that there are five lights.
The results were seen yesterday as a couple thousand dipshits literally stormed the Capitol. I’d be alarmed rather than disgusted except that instead of the staunch seriousness of revolutionaries with a cause they stopped to pilfer items and take selfies in Nancy Pelosi’s office. These idiots, like the Antifa in Oregon, are merely bored, unemployed assholes who see the burning down of the government as a great way to spend a weekend. Given the photos, it looks more like Animal House than Les Miserables.
Through it all, Trump continued hammering home the Big Lies he’s been spewing forth since November 3rd and the red meat was just too enticing for several thousand wannabe revolutionaries to ignore. If they’d been black, they’d be dead but they were white and managed to storm the Capitol for the first time in over 200 years. Those Big Lies have power.
On a sidenote, did you really expect the police, after being castigated for nearly a year for being fascist, racists monsters, would really step up to stop these buffoons? Are you kidding? And be honest — you are either in favor of violent protest or you are not. I’m not in favor of violent protest without regard to ideological bent.
Expanding out, it seems that Trump is not the only one using this bizarre brainwashing technique to convince people of factless realities devoid of substance but filled with emotional heft. While Trump's version of this game is almost cartoonish (and I'm not one to lightly compare the man to Der Führer) the playbook was written over half a century ago:
All this was inspired by the principle—which is quite true within itself—that in the big lie there is always a certain force of credibility; because the broad masses of a nation are always more easily corrupted in the deeper strata of their emotional nature than consciously or voluntarily; and thus in the primitive simplicity of their minds they more readily fall victims to the big lie than the small lie, since they themselves often tell small lies in little matters but would be ashamed to resort to large-scale falsehoods.
It would never come into their heads to fabricate colossal untruths, and they would not believe that others could have the impudence to distort the truth so infamously. Even though the facts which prove this to be so may be brought clearly to their minds, they will still doubt and waver and will continue to think that there may be some other explanation. For the grossly impudent lie always leaves traces behind it, even after it has been nailed down, a fact which is known to all expert liars in this world and to all who conspire together in the art of lying.
— Adolf Hitler, Mein Kampf, vol. I, ch. X
Like Picard, we are bound and subjected to this constant refrain of Big Lies and like Rattensperger we need to hold the line. There are four, not five, lights.
The presidential election was not stolen. There was no voter fraud. You cannot lose a substantial amount of weight in seven minutes a day. What holds you back in America is not your race or sex but your economic class. The customer is not always right. The scientific method is not biased. Merit is a better metric for success than identity. Equality is more important than equity.
THERE ARE FOUR LIGHTS!
Another sidetone. After watching yesterday’s ridiculous melodrama unfold, I decided to drink rye whiskey and beer and watch the arguments of the Senate to confirm Joe Biden’s electoral victory. And while there were a few I reacted with a simple “Oh. Go fuck yourself you partisan piece of shit.” I also found myself openly weeping at the words of so many of our elected legislators and their love for and belief in this country’s ideals.
God bless America, man. Four fucking lights.
Can we now impeach this motherfucker this week?
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X-MEN GAY? Professor Xavier e Magneto se beijam na boca e causam polêmica! Confira...
De acordo com o site Veja, durante a cerimônia do Empire Film Awards, em Londres, Patrick Stewart e Ian McKellen protagonizaram a cena mais inusitada do evento: um beijo em pleno palco. McKellen, que interpreta o vilão Magneto nos filmes da franquia X-Men, agraciou o colega (o eterno Professor Xavier) com o Legend Award, prêmio pela contribuição do artista para o cinema.
Após Stewart subir ao palco para receber o prêmio, Ian beija o ator e o parabeniza pelo prêmio. “Finalmente! Esta noite está começando a fazer sentido (…) Ele é um dos meus heróis pelo jeito que apoia suas causas. Ele é o ator que as pessoas da minha geração gostariam de ser”, afirmou Ian.
Em seus agradecimentos, Stewart faz uma citação ao filósofo alemão Friedrich Nietzsche. “O sucesso é um impostor. Ele esconde a falha, a ferida e a dúvida fundamental no cerne do ‘ser’ dos artistas. Bom, eu só citei isso porque queria ser o único ator da história a citar Nietzsche. Mas, às vezes, senhor Nietzsche, o senhor tem razão”, afirmou.
O beijo fez a alegria dos fãs da franquia – mas não pela primeira vez. Os dois já trocaram um selinho em 2015.
De acordo com o Wikipédia, Patrick Hewes Stewart, OBE (Mirfield, 13 de julho de 1940) é um ator britânico de cinema, televisão e teatro. Ele começou a atuar bem cedo, aos 15 anos, chegando na Royal Shakespeare Company em 1966 e permanecendo lá por mais de uma década. Sua grande ascensão ao estrelato veio em 1987, quando assumiu o papel de Capitão Jean-Luc Picard na série de televisão Star Trek: The Next Generation, interpretando a personagem durante todas suas sete temporadas e quatro filmes.
Ian Murray McKellen, CH, CBE (Burnley, Lancashire, 25 de maio de 1939) é um ator inglês de teatro e cinema. Tornou-se especialmente conhecido pelo grande público após atuar como Gandalf nas franquias O Senhor dos Anéis e O Hobbit e como o vilão Magneto em X-men.
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feliz jueves!
#no commentary this week i thought the ep was actually decent LMAO#at least. my usual issues w this season aside#f: star trek#ch: jean luc picard#a: neon gelatin#ch: asuka langley#t.txt
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feliz jueves!
#last year i was like ‘oh i can’t make this joke it’s in poor taste’#but i have since realized that it’s nowhere NEAR as poor as picard’s writing itself so. LMAO#for next week i should photoahop asuka’s hair onto him hmmmmmmmm#t.txt#f: star trek#ch: jean luc picard#a: neon gelatin#ch: asuka langley
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feliz jueves!
#scheduling this to post tomorrow cause my schedule is a nightmare LMAO#anyways :) pls enjoy the lowest quality edit i have ever made#also gotdamn i respect the hell out of the ppl making gifs of this show cause its. SO DARK WOW#f: star trek#trek: shows#trek: picard#ch: jean luc picard#ch: will riker#t.txt
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man these spot the difference games are getting really hard huh
#this knowledge is a burden that i bear every day#feliz jueves!#f: star trek#ch: jean luc picard#a: neon gelatin#ch: asuka langley#t.txt
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Star Trek TNG: The Last Outpost
no words, just touch (◡‿◡✿)
ID: Two gifs showing Riker and Worf on the bridge. Riker looks at Worf, who is working at a console. Riker engages Worf by touching his arm when he walks away. End ID.]
#s1 riker weirds me ouuuuut#he reminds me too much of that dude from the motion picture shdfjksdfksk#anyway this was cute <3#tngedit#gifs#ep. the last outpost#riker x worf#ch. jean-luc picard#*#why are you touching the klingon riker??? hm???#oh for 'emotional stability'???? pathetic;;;
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Picard: how long have you been sleeping with Will
Worf: what-? that’s,, disgusting.... and wrong,, I don’t even get--- why woul- i,, i’ve never had sex with anyone, anywhere,, it’s none of your......... yOU HAVE -- the NERVE -- the AUDACITY !!! Riker is my boss, technically, and he is Terrible, face-wise,, and HOW--- hOW --- do I know (frankly) that you’re not sleeping with him??maybe YOU are maybe you are trying to throw me off hhmmMMM check! and! mate!
Picard:
Picard:
#how long have you been sleeping with ben but make it star trek#text post#meme#ch. jean-luc picard#ch. worf#riker x worf#*
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RIKER: I haven't accepted the assignment yet.
WORF: But sir, it could be a dangerous mission. There may be the potential for combat.
RIKER: That is not the purpose of the mission.
WORF: Still, to die a true hero-
RIKER: Worf! You've made your point.
WORF: ...Then I know you will do the right thing.
Leave him! I said. I never mean to. I am going with him, if he climbs to the moon; (insp.)
[ID: Six gifs from TNG, showing a moment of character/plot development. The first gif is black-and-white and shows Worf looking at the Enterprise crew, with Riker in the foreground. The next four gifs are in colour, in Riker's quarters. Worf says, "You plan to leave the Enterprise", to which Riker replies, "I've been offered my own command". After a moment, Worf says, "I would like to join you", making Riker stand up with a frown. The last gif is black-and-white, going back to the first gif, where Worf had ensured the crew, "Really. I have no desire to leave the Enterprise". End ID.]
#this is fine :)#tngedit#gifs#ep. multiple#ep. heart of glory#ep. the icarus factor#riker x worf#ch. jean-luc picard#ch. data#ch. geordi la forge#*#the quote is from the lord of the rings!#*i have no desire to leave the enterprise* SO THAT WAS A FUCKING LIE#i absolutely love how concerned it makes riker to hear this#like yeah he's going through a lot in icarus factor but his face literally looks like 'not you too worf'#this post is so messy bc it's literally just *do you see my fucking point dot gif*
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submitted by @thirdtwin3 thank you! 💕
#submission#trek making me soft about a character silently nodding at another character#daforge do this so often it makes me want to yell lol#tngedit#gifs#ep. in theory#ch. jean-luc picard#ch. data#riker x worf
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