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PhotoTrek

PhotoTrek, A Story In 8 Chapters

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Chapter 1 of 8, part 1 of 2.

Captain's Log, Stardate 6021.4. The Relative Ease Of Our Uneventful But Lengthy Passage To Earth From Our Last Assignment Is Nearing An End, And Yet Only Now Has The Crew Sprung To Life Regarding Non-Work Related Activities. Instead Of Evenly Distributed Throughout The Last Seven Days, It's As If They Were Conserving Energy So They Could Dump It All Into One Last Day Of Fun. Most Corridors Are Currently Jammed With Crewmen Engaged In Leisure Activities, Or Going To Or Coming From Various Social Gatherings, All For One Last Chance To Unwind, For Tomorrow, They Work.
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Though I Don't Fully Understand It Myself, I Am Just As Guilty, Having Put Off Exercising And Boxing And Judo Or Other Activities I Normally Enjoy Until This Morning When I Finally Decided To Work Out In The Gymnasium. I'll Be Too Busy Tomorrow, So It's Now Or Never. I Must Remember To Consult With Dr. McCoy About How People Tend To Manage Their Time.
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Kirk To Bridge.
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Spock Here.
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Mr. Spock, Do You Know Of Any Crewman Who Has Recently Brought A Cat Aboard My Ship?
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A Cat? No Sir.
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Any Officer Bring One Aboard?
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If They Have, They Did Not Have Proper Authorization To Do So.
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Has Anyone Recently Requested Permission To Keep A Cat On Board, But Been Denied?
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Not That I'm Aware, Captain. No New Exemption Requests Have Been Filed For Any Pets Apart From Various Aquarists And Lt. Benson's Blue Parakeet.
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In That Case, Mr. Spock, Though This May Sound A Little Foolish For Such A Minor Thing . . . Intruder Alert.
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PhotoTrek Chapter 1 of 8, part 2 of 2

I Take It The Intruder Is A Cat, Sir?
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Yes, Mr. Spock. I Just Saw An Unauthorized And Unexplained Cat On Deck 7 Near The Gymnasium. It Went Around The Corner And Slunk Off Down The Corridor Just Like It Owned The Place.
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I'll Have Security Teams Sweep The Ship For It Immediately. Might I Inform Security What Color Cat It Is They Are Seeking?
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It's A Black Cat, Mr. Spock. Tell Security They Can Safely Ignore All The Non-Black Cats They Might Happen Upon. Is That Understood?
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Understood.
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And What Exactly Do You Understand, Mr. Spock?
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I Understand You Want An Unauthorized Black Cat, Last Seen On Deck 7, Located and Confined, And I Further Understand You Probably Haven't Had Your Morning Coffee Yet, Sir.
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Forgive Me, Mr. Spock. But Please Find That Cat! If You Want Me, I'll Be On Deck 3 In The Galley Getting Some . . . Coffee. Kirk Out.
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INTRUDER ALERT. INTRUDER ALERT.
All DECKS, ALERT CONDITION BAKER FOUR.

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( - - - Baker Four? I Didn't Know The Those Alerts Went That High. The Higher The Baker Number, The Lower The Threat Assessment. Of Course Mr. Spock Really Likes Cats. I Wonder If He Just Made That Level Up To Show How Unimpressed He Is With The Looming Cat Threat. Naw. He Wouldn't Do That. And It's Not Actually A Security Alert. The Higher Those Go, The Greater The Threat. Still, Baker Four? Four? Huh. Learn Something New Everyday. - - - )
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TO BE CONTINUED . . .
 
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PhotoTrek, Chapter 2 of 8, part 1 of 1

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Galley. Deck 3.
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Huh? Why You Little Sneak.
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Wrrooooooowwww.
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HEY! Arrrrrrrrrrgggggghhhh.
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( - - - What? Where? Where'd That Cat Go? Must Have Run Off. - - - )
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( - - - Where Am I? This Isn't Right. Where Is Everyone? - - - )
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( - - - I Seem To Be On The Wrong Deck, But Which One Is This? - - - )
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( - - - No, This Is Deck 3. Sure It Is. But It's . . . Changed. - - - )
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Crewman. Stand Fast.
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You Boys On The System's Installation Team May Only Be Temporarily Assigned Here, But That's No Excuse For This. Now Listen Up. I Don't Care What Your Section Chief Might Have Told You, But On This Ship, Captain April Insists Crewmen Be Properly Attired When In The Corridors, Even If You're Only Here For A Short Time. Is That Understood?
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( - - - Captain April? April? Wait . . . That Looks Just Like . . . It Couldn't Be . . . OMG! IT IS. Pike. It's Chris Pike. Oh Oh. - - - )
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Crewman? I Asked If That Was Understood?
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Yes Sir. I Understand, Sir.
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Then Do You Have Some Good Reason For Walking About The Ship Half Dressed?
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I Was . . . Exercising, Sir, And I Thought I Heard . . . A . . . Cat?
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Security. The Ambassador's Missing Cat Has Just Been Reported
On Deck 3. Concentrate Search Efforts There. Pike Out.
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Chris?
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That's "Lieutenant Commander Pike" To You, Crewman. Or "Sir." I Don't Know What's Passing For Discipline and Protocol In SpaceDock These Days, But I Assure You That Kind Of Informality Won't Slide Here, So You Better Straighten Up And Fly Right, Mister.
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TO BE CONTINUED . . .
 
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PhotoTrek Chapter 3 of 8, part 1 of 2

Sir? Have You Recently . . .
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Captain. Ambassador Sven. Excellent News, Ambassador. We Have Good Reason To Believe Your Cat Is Somewhere On This Deck.
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That Is Excellent News, Christopher. If We Can Find Our Little Froward Explorer Quickly, We'll Be Able To Make Our Deadline.
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Thank You, Captain. And You, Too, Lieutenant Commander, But I Don't Wish To Put You Or Captain April Out Any Further. Now That You've Left SpaceDock, I'm Certain You Both Have More Important Duties To Attend If You're To Keep To Your Schedule. Perhaps, If You Could Assign A Lower-Level Crewman To Help Me Look, I'm Sure I Can Find My Cat Before It's Time For The Enterprise To Break Orbit And Depart On Her Maiden Voyage.
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No Problem, Ambassador. I'll Find A Crewman For You Right Away.
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No Need. I'll Take This One. He Seems . . . Off Duty. So It Shouldn't Put Anyone Who's Actually Working For A Living Behind Schedule.
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Haa Ha Ha Ha. Ambassador, You Always Crack Me Up.
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Of Course, Ambassador. If You Think That Best. Crewman. You Are To Escort Ambassador Sven About The Ship And See To It He Doesn't Lose His Way. We Want You To Help Him Find His Lost Cat. When You Find It, Escort Them To The Transporter Room And See Them Off. Do You Think You Can Manage All That?
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Aye, Aye, Sir. I've Been Told I'm Particularly Good At Finding . . .
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CREWMAN!
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Yes Sir, I'll Help The Ambassador Find His Cat. And Maybe Find A Clean Shirt While I'm At It, Sir.
( - - - And Maybe A Cup Of Coffee. - - - )
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See That You Do. Carry On.
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Come Along, Son. Together I'm Sure You And I Can Find That Little Vixen. Let's Start Looking Down Here.
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PhotoTrek, Chapter 3 of 8, part 2 of 2

No Cat In The Utility Room, Ambassador. You Find Anything?
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Not Yet. Let's Try Looking Forward. She Might Be There.
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That's The Forward Sections Cleared, And She's Not In This Briefing Room, Either. But That Cat Could Be Anywhere. If We Split Up, We Could Cover Twice The Ground. Even When Searching Separately, You Shouldn't Get Lost If We Both Stay On The Same Deck. Then I Could Escort You From Deck To Deck If We Come Up Empty Here. Is That Acceptable, Ambassador?
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I'm Not Actually Afraid Of Getting Lost. I Know My Way Around Well Enough. And I'm Not Really Worried About My Cat, Captain. Not About Finding Her, Anyway.
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Well, We Should At Least Find Her First Before . . . Hang On.
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Captain? You Called Me Captain? All Right, So You Know Who I Am. Good. Then You Probably Also Know What's Going On Here. But First, Would You Mind Telling Me Who YOU Are?
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Hello, Kirk. It's Been Quite Some Time.
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TO BE CONTINUED . . .
 
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PhotoTrek, Chapter 4 of 8, part 1 of 2

Gary Seven? Ambassador Sven? I See. My God, I Knew You Were An Enhanced Human Being, But I Had No Idea Your Longevity Was Measured In Centuries. What's It Been For You Then? Nearly 300 Years?
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It's Not Quite Like That, Kirk. My Superiors Wouldn't Expend All That Effort For Such A Short Lived And Limited Return. Instead, Since We Last Saw You We've Spent Most Of That Time In Suspended Animation. Unless The Computer Awakens Us For Some Specific Mission, We Only Emerge Every Decade Or So. Typically We Look Around For 6 To 12 Months To Fully Assess Humanity's Progress In The Last Decade, Tweak Anything That Seriously Needs Adjustment, Write Our Reports To Headquarters, And Then We Go Back Into Cold Storage For Another Decade.
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Including Computer Generated, Unscheduled Missions, I Guess We've Done It Over Three Dozen Times So Far. Some Of Those Were Rather Extended In Duration, But We've Only Been Thawed Out For About 30 Of Those 300 Years.
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We? You Mean Miss Lincoln? Is She Here Somewhere?
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Roberta? No, She's Been Dead And Gone For Centuries. I Actually Still Miss Her. She Was One Of My Longer Lasting And Better Assistants, Too. But Normally Temporary Assistants Simply Return To Civilian Life. After A Decade Of Good Service, We Financially Set Them Up And Then Say Goodbye Before Moving Our Operations. They Often Retire Then, Or Find Normal Jobs And Go About Their Normal Lives. But They'd Have No Idea Where We Went. Then We Go Under Suspension Again. So By "We," Kirk, I Simply Mean My Cat And Me.
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That Cat. I Remember That Cat. Hey, Is That The Same Cat That Just Attacked Me? The Same Cat We've Been Looking For?
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A.) I Haven't Really Been Looking For My Cat So Much As Something Else, And
B.) Isis Simply Required A Temporal Anchor For Me. Apparently Having Marked You At Some Point Three Centuries Ago, I Guess You Were The Closest Available And Suitable Option Of Her Limited Number Of Choices.
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What Are You Telling Me? She Marked Me? How? Without My Knowledge? Without My Permission? Why?
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Cats Mark People All The Time Without Permission - Much Like You Probably Picked Her Up Without Her Permission, So I'm Sure She Feels You're Even. But That Doesn't Matter Right Now. It's Important You Understand That This Time We Awoke In The Year 2250. To My Shock And Dismay, I Learned The Enterprise Had Exploded In Orbit Just Before Departing On Her Maiden Voyage 5 Years Earlier, In The Year 2245. Somehow The Beta V Computer Either Didn't Foresee The Problem, Or Calculated There Was Nothing We Could Do At That Time, And So It Simply Awaited Our Next Scheduled Release Date.
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But That's Impossible. The Enterprise Didn't Explode In 2245. Wait. You Said It Was 2250 Now? Then How Can Her Maiden Voyage Be Happening Now?
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Let Me Explain. No, There Is Too Much. Let Me Sum Up. Isis Brought You Back In Time. Me Too. We're Now Looking For A Saboteur. I Can't Compel You, But It'd Be Useful If You Helped Me Find Them And Stop Them From Doing Whatever They Did Back In 2245 To Blow Up The Enterprise. O.K.?
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If You Can Afford The Time, I Think I'll Need You To Go Into A Little More Detail. Actually, I Wouldn't Mind A Lot More Detail.
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I Wish We Had More Time, But Due To The Nature And Shape Of Temporal Events Here, Entering This General Area Dragged Us To This Focal Point In Time, Right Now, Close To The Pivotal Event. As Time Travelers, I Know It Seems Ironic, But We Don't Have All The Time In The World And Our Time Is Rapidly Running Out.
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PhotoTrek, Chapter 4 of 8, part 2 of 2

Oh, Very Well. I Guess Maybe We Can Afford A Little Time. Perhaps It'll Speed Things Up Later If You Know More Now. So, Let's See. What You Probably Don't Know Is My Cat Is A Member Of A Rather Unusual Race, Some Of Whom Have A Limited Awareness Of Unnatural Temporal Occurrences In Their Vicinity, As Well As A Relatively Modest Ability To Travel Short Intervals Through Time.
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You Two Are Also Time Travelers?
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Not Typically. We Only Do It In Dire Circumstances, And Even Then, We're Only Authorized To Do So To Thwart Criminal Temporal Agents And Stop Them From Interfering With Human History. It's Extremely Dangerous, So While I'm Not Worried About Finding Isis, I Am Worried She Might Not Survive The Exertion. But She Felt This Was Worth The Risk, And I Agreed. Thanks To Your Excursion Into The Late 1960's, We Both Knew The Enterprise Did Not Blow Up On Her Maiden Voyage, So We Were Able To Deduce A Temporal Agent Was Probably Responsible For The Destruction Of The Enterprise In 2245.
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Come Over Here And Let Me Show You. This Tape Contains Several 5-Year-Old Still Image Captures From A Defense Satellite In Orbit In 2245. Plug The Tape Deck In And Run The Slideshow Option For File G72245.
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This Could Be Happening Right This Minute, A Few Hours Ago, Or A Few Hours From Now. Unfortunately, There Are Only Five Still Images, Which Didn't Have Time Stamps, And The Details Shown Are Too Few, Or The Resolution Too Low To Calculate Exact Times With Sufficient Precision.
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Neecthneecth.
We Just Can't Be Sure Without More Time And Observations, Or Better Or More Images, Which We Don't Have, And We Don't Have The Time Or The Manpower Or The Equipment To Learn More. But When You Get Right Down To It, Even If We Could Determine The Exact Minute, That's Not Overly Important Compared To Who, Where, Or How Is It Done. We Find Out Those Things, Then "When" Naturally Takes Care Of Itself. As For What We Do Know, All We Can Tell For Sure Is That Very Soon . . .
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Oh My God!
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Yes, Kirk. I Know. It's Hard To See Something Like That.
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And Unfortunately, Captain, All Hands Were Lost.
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TO BE CONTINUED . . .
 
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I didn't know if it would be Isis or you were just using her image in place of a random cat.

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PhotoTrek, Chapter 5 of 8, part 1 of 2

So You Picked Me, The Future Captain Of The Enterprise, And Brought Me Back Through Time To Help Prevent Her Destruction Because You Thought I'd Be More Helpful Than, Say, Somebody You Could Find For The Job Who's Already In This Time Period?
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No. Not . . . Really. But To Save Time, Please First Listen, Then Question. Now The Last 5 Years, Or The Next 5, Depending, Saw Humanity Begin An Almost Inexplicable Downward Spiral. Even Accounting For The Beta 5 Snobbery And Its Low Regard For The Resilience Of "Lesser Civilizations," Our Computer Projections For Earth Along This Future Timeline Look Rather Grim. There's A Growing Dissatisfaction With Starfleet And The Federation Because Of Its Recent Multiple Failures, Many Of Which Stem From The Loss Of The Enterprise. After That Tragic Loss, There Began A New, Strong, And Growing Trend Back Toward Isolationism. Most Long Term Projections From There Foresee Humanity Eventually Losing Its Warp Capability Entirely, Without Which, The Risk Of Complete Subjugation Or Total Destruction In This Region Of The Quadrant Becomes Overwhelmingly High.
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Without StarFleet, Or Worse, Without Federation Membership, I'd Have To Concur.
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So I Sure Won't Turn Down Your Assistance, Captain. In Fact, I Almost Couldn't Believe My Luck When I Saw You Standing There Next To The Ship's Second Officer. However, Technically You're Presence Here Is More Of A Side Effect Of Our Mission Than A Deliberate, Calculated Choice.
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Explain.
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Isis Can Travel Through Time At Most A Few Decades To Or Fro By Herself. It's A Natural Ability Of Her Race, Though Mostly She's Limited To Only Observing Events. But To Take A Temporally Challenged Individual Like You Or Me Through Time For Any Appreciable Interval, She Must First . . . Warp Time Around A Future Anchor Point - Someone She Has Already Marked - Establishing A Link To An Anchor Point In The Present - In This Case, Me In 2250. This Creates A Temporal . . . Closed Loop Under . . . Tension. I Guess That Tension Is A Form Of Temporal Potential Energy. To Be Perfectly Honest, I Don't Really Fully Appreciate The Mechanics Of It All, But In Order To Garner Sufficient Temporal Potential Energy To Do The Job Of Pushing Me Back 5 Years From 2250 To 2245, And For A Duration Sufficient For The Mission, This Required Finding A Temporal Anchor 3, 4, maybe 5 Times Farther Along In Any Adjacent Time Stream Than Whatever Distance Or Interval We Needed To Travel Back In Time.
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A Temporal Anchor? Me?
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Yes, And For Me To Go Back 5 Years And Have Time For The Mission, Isis Had To Find A Future Anchor 15, 20, Maybe 25 Years From 2250. She Might Be Able To Reach A Little Farther Than That, But The Danger Is So Great, The Most Likely Result Would Almost Certainly Be Death. By Happenstance, She Found You, So She Must Have Marked You At Some Point, Probably When We First Met You In 1968.
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Alright, I'm Here More By Chance Than Design, And What You're Doing Is Dangerous.
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Extremely. Now Since You Were One Of Her Limited Number Of Markers In Time, And Close Enough To 2250 As Well As Close Enough To Earth, She Found You. By Looping Around Me And Then You, Enough Temporal Tension Is Within The Loop To Stretch Me Back From 2250 To 2245, As Well As You From Sometime Past 2268, To Now. Please Limit Anything You Tell Me About You're Future. It's Simply Much Better All Around That I Don't Know Too Many Future Details.
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You Do Know All Of That Doesn't Make A Lick Of Sense, Right?
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I Know It's Hard To Wrap Your Head Around It Sometimes, But If It Helps, Think Of It As All Three Of Us In A Closed Time Loop Of Potential Temporal Energy That Allows A Traveler Controlling The Loop To Utilize That Potential To Slide Anchors . . . "Back And Forth" . . . Along The Timeline And Into Various . . . Hyper Topological Quantum . . . Configurations. The Farther The Anchors Are Initially Apart In Time, The Greater The Interval The Anchors Can Traverse, Both Forwards Or Backwards In Time From The Present - Isis's Present - But Not Greater Than The Initial Interval Between The Anchors. But The Farther We Go, The Greater The Danger, The Higher The Cost In Energy, The Shorter The Duration. Depending On Distance And Duration Spent Away From the Present Anchor, The Energy Will Be Depleted From The Temporal Loop At A Varying Rate Until It Is Voluntarily Released, Or Unexpectedly Snaps.
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A Deliberate Release Is Best - That's Safer. But If It Breaks, Hopefully All The Travelers Will Still Safely Return To When They Started - If Not Always Exactly Where They Started. That's Assuming They Survive. If Not, The Time Stream Will Tear Their Remains Asunder And Stretch Their Constituent Particles Across The Temporal Void, Losing Them In The Corridors Of Time And Space, Perhaps Causing Them To Even Disappear From What You'd Call History, Which Is Kind Of Like A Big Ball Of Wibbly-Wobbly, Timey-Wimey, Stretchy-Fetchy . . . Stuff. Do You Understand All That?
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What? Oh, I'm Sorry. I'm Still Marveling At That Last Bit Of Technical Jargon. But Since It Appears To Be Working, I'll Take Your Word For It. So, You Can Choose To Move To Any Time In This Finite Loop When You . . .
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No, No, No. Not Me. Isis. She's The Real Time Traveler - Not Me. We Might Initially Agree When I Need To Be Somewhere And She Can Arrange It, But She Controls Our Subsequent Movements In Time. She Constantly Positions And Repositions Herself And Her Anchors As Time Shifts And Flows About Us. Some Configurations Are More Favorable And Burn Less Energy. In A Loop, We Two On Either Side Of An Anchor Point Act As Counter Weights To Each Other, So We're Hanging Together Since That Often Is One Of The More Favorable Configurations. Some Other Configurations Are Not And Could Disastrously Deplete The Loop's Entire Potential. Doing This Is Always Difficult And Dangerous, With The Fluidity Of Unexpected Time Currents And Unforeseen Events, Against All Of Which She Must Maintain Constant Vigilance. Even Right Now She's Struggling To Allow Us Both To Remain Here As Long As She Can, So We Should Hurry.
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You Mentioned Duration? How Long Do We Have?
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Typically, Not Very Long. But The Enterprise Is Scheduled To Break Orbit In Six Hours, So Whatever Happens Will Occur Before Then. Isis Can Hold Our Position At Least That Long, But We Should Still Hurry. The Sooner We're Done, The More Likely Our Survival And Safe Return.
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That's Cutting It Close. And It Could Take Much Longer Than Six Hours To Search This Entire Ship By Ourselves.
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We Can't Really Enlist Additional Help Without Altering The Timeline, So It's Do Or Die, Captain, Literally. If We Fail To Restore Time To Its Original Shape Here And Now, Then We're Probably Dead Men. And A Dead Cat. One Way Or The Other, I'm Sure Doctor Schrödinger Would Agree. But For What It's Worth, Though I'm Very Sorry You Were Nonconsensually Volunteered For This Dangerous Mission, Now That You're Here, I'm Very Glad To Have You On The Team. From What I've Learned Since Last We Met, Starship Captains Are Very Capable People. I Couldn't Ask For Better.
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Well That's Just . . . Wonderful. Once Again I'm Roped Into A Dangerous Time Travel Mission Without So Much As A By-Your Leave, Which Is Just . . .Typical. And I Still Haven't Had My Morning Coffee.
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PhotoTrek Chapter 5 of 8, part 2 of 2

I've Always Wondered, Captain. You Told Me Before The Enterprise Was Sent Back To 1968 For Historical Research. Who Was It That Deliberately Sent You And The Enterprise On Such A Dangerous Time Travel Mission To 1968, And Merely For Historical Research?
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Some Genius In Starfleet Command. I Tried To Find Out Who Cut The Actual Orders, But I Never Could. No Matter How Often I Asked, Or Who I Asked, Or How Dangerous I Assured Them Time Travel Really Was, All They'd Ever Tell Me Was, "That's Beyond Your Pay Grade, Kirk." The Jerks.
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I Guess It Doesn't Matter At The Moment. Right Now We Have To Find That Temporal Agent And Stop Them. And We've Just Spent 7 Minutes Bringing You Up To Speed.
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It's Probably Good That You Did. I Mean, I HAVE Been Looking For Where A Cat Might Go When We Should Have Been Hunting For Where A Saboteur Might Go. But First, Do You Have Any Other Suggestions, Perhaps Based On Information You Haven't Yet Shared With Me?
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Actually, I Was Hoping For A Suggestion From You, Maybe Based On Something You Haven't Shared With Me Yet. For Example, Do You Recall Anything Unusual About The Maiden Voyage Of The Enterprise?
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No. I Was Only 12 Years Old At The Time. I Barely Understood What StarFleet Even Was Back Then.
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So, Nothing?
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Wait. I Did Read The Ship's Complete Accident History Once Just Before I Took Command. Yes - I Recall The Report Started With A Moderate Explosion On Deck 17 Just Prior To Her Departure. It Took Out Two Unassigned Crew Quarters. Luckily Nobody Was Hurt. But Since It Didn't Prevent Scheduled Operations, It Was A Relatively Minor Incident.
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Are You Sure?
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Back Then, The Ship's Crew Compliment Was Much Smaller And They Weren't Struggling For Elbow Room. These Ships Were Built With An Eye Toward Expanding Recruitment, But At First, Almost Half The Quarters Were Unassigned, Especially The Lower Decks. There Was Some Unexplained Organic Residue Detected - Probably Just Some Specialty Foods Stored There. But All Personnel Were Quickly Accounted For, So The Enterprise Still Embarked On Time.
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I Only Really Remember That Much Since The Plasma Conduits In That Area Had To Be Rerouted Years Later, And A Weird Work Around The Old Repair Job Had To Be Devised, So I Had To Listen To Scotty Incessantly Complain About How Some So-Called Engineers Shouldn't Be Allowed Anywhere Near Starships.
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Anyway, As I Recall, Back Then They Couldn't Replace The Crew Quarters In Time, So They Patched In A Redundant Atmospheric Scrubber They Had Lying Around In Engineering. Took About The Same Space, And They Could Do It Later While In Flight, During The Mission, And Without A SpaceDock. Since That Plan Could Be Executed Without Delaying Their Departure, That's What They Did. That's What I Would Have Done, So I Didn't Think Too Much About It Beyond That.
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What Caused The Explosion?
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I Think They Concluded It Must Have Been A Faulty Plasma Conduit That Ruptured. However . . . Thinking About It In Hindsight, That Shouldn't Have Caused Two Whole Crew Quarters To Explode Like That. Burn, Maybe, But Not Explode. But An Explosion That Small Certainly Wouldn't Blow Up The Whole Ship The Way Your Tape Shows, Either. But If I Did Want To Destroy The Ship, The Lower Levels Are Ideal.
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Hmm. Well, Captain, I'd Say Unless You Have A Better Suggestion, Let's Go See Those Two Empty Crew Quarters That Blew Up. Or Will Blow Up.
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Follow Me, Ambassador Sven. What The Heck Is That About, Anyway?
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That's Another Story, Kirk, For Another Time.
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TO BE CONTINUED . . .
 
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PhotoTrek, Chapter 6 of 8, part 1 of 2

Deck 17.
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Nice Shirt, By The Way. Been Meaning To Ask You, Where Did You Snag It?
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It Was The Cleanest One In The Crew Hamper. My Own Was The Wrong Style Uniform For This Period, And Considering What Pike Thinks I'm Doing Onboard, Its Color Was For The Wrong Department, Too. Not To Mention Anyone But April Sporting A Captain's Rank On This Ship Right Now Would Naturally Be Problematic.
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Luckily The Sleeves Were Wrapped Around My Neck When I Arrived Here, And When I Realized When I Probably Was, I Deliberately Began More Carefully Hiding The Rank Insignia. But It Occurred To Me, It's Made Of Different Material, So It Probably Didn't Even Look Like A Current Uniform's Tunic. Chris Likely Thought It Was Just Some Shirt. Lucky, Too. It Sure Would Have Been Pretty Hard To Explain To Bob Or Chris Why An Unauthorized Captain Was Roaming Their Ship, Or Who I Really Was, Or When I Was Really From, Or What I Was Really Doing Here, All Without Changing History.
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I Mean, In That Second You Realize What's Happening, And You Know Just One False Step - Just One Little Slip Up - And You Could Obliviate Everything You've Ever Known Or Cared About, Let Me Tell You, Mr. Seven. That Is Not Fun. I Have Had Fun, And That Was NOT It.
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Heh he ha he
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Oh Yeah? Then What's So Funny?
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One Way Or The Other. Schrödinger's Cat. We're The Cats.
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Oh Yeah. Hoo Heh Ha He he he.
Haahah haaaha haa he heh.

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Don't Tell Isis I Said That, O.K.?
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PhotoTrek, Chapter 6 of 8, part 2 of 2

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Deck 17, Ambassador. Quarters 37-G, Then 37-F Were . . . Or, Are, Apparently, Both On The Left There, Just Off Turbolift 8. I Never Imagined I'd Ever See Those Two Crew Quarters.
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Do You Hear Something Unusual?
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No. Well, I Don't Hear The Hum Of The Atmospheric Scrubber I Normally Hear When I'm In This Section Of The Ship, So That's Unusual. Of Course, The A.S.U. Hasn't Been Installed Yet, So You Can Hardly Expect To Hear It Scrubbing The Carbon Dioxide Out Of The Air.
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My Hearing Is Enhanced And Somewhat Better Than Yours, And I Hear Something. A Definite . . . Growing Hum.
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Growing? Where? I Don't Hear Anything. Wait.
I Hear It Now, Too. It's Coming From Within 37-G
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Dowoongggi.

Huh?
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POW!
Briiiieeeenngggg.
AARRRGGHHHHHHHHHH . . .
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My Servo Would Have Sufficed, Kirk, But Thanks For Knocking Him Cold And Making Sure. That Was A Time Travel Device. It's Smashed When It Fell To The Deck. Clearly, He Was Trying To Escape Through Time Just Now. But Why? Did He Already Sabotage The Ship?
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That Sound? That Wasn't His Time Travel Device. That's Broken But The Sound Is Still Getting Louder, And I Recognize That Sound. It's An Old Style Laser Pistol Hidden In Here Somewhere. And It's On A Slow Build Up To Overload. An Explosion That Large Could Easily Breech These Bulkheads And Spill Into The Turbo Shaft. If It Does, It'll Reach The Warp Core Two Decks Below. We Have To Find It And Get Rid Of It Before It Blows.
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No. We Can't Do That. There Must Be An Explosion Here Or The Original History Will Be Changed.
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An Explosion This Large Might Normally Just Take Out Half The Deck. On A More Crowded Ship, You Might Lose Lots Of Crewmen, But The Ship Could Survive It. But This Close To The Warp Core? And With Turboshaft 8 Acting As A Conduit And Channeling Energy Directly Downwards Into Engineering? It'll Certainly Breech The Core And Incinerate The Entire Ship, Just Like We Saw On Your Slide Show. We Have No Choice But To Find It And Stop It.
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Then I'm Sorry, Captain. Like Your Prime Directive, There's A Temporal Directive Involved Here. If We Can't Complete The Mission Without Knowingly Altering The Original History, If We Can't Repair Time And Allow It To Resume Its Initial Shape, Then We Have To Let The Enterprise Be Destroyed, And Quite Probably Ourselves Along With Her.
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What?
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TO BE CONTINUED . . .
 
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PhotoTrek, Chapter 7 of 8, part 1 of 3

Are You Mad? We Can't Just Let Hundreds Of Men And Women Needlessly Die?
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I'm Sorry, Kirk, But It Isn't Needless. The Temporal Directives Are Harsh - Often Harsher Than Starfleet's Own Prime Directive, But Unless We Can Fix Things So Time Resumes Its Original Shape Here, We're Directed To Let It Lie, Even If It Cost Us Our Lives. I Know Saving The Ship Seems Like It Must Be The Right Thing To Do, And It's Hard To Believe Things Could Get Worse, But They Can. We've Seen It. We Just Can't Be Sure How, But We Know They Might Unfold That Way And We'd Be Responsible. So If We Changed Time To Save The Ship, Picked Yet Another Alternative We Liked Better, Then We'd Be No Better Than That Unconscious "Gentleman" Behind Me. I'm Sure He Felt He Was Just Making Things "Better," Too. But Then Where Does It Stop? When Does It Stop? Why Would It Ever Stop? Are We The Gods Now Who Get To Decide, Or Would We Just Be Playing God?
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So There's Really Nothing We Can Do? We Just Give Up?
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Without Violating The Temporal Directive, I Can't Think Of Anything, And We Have Only A Minute Or So Remaining. We Can't Even Save Ourselves And Get Off The Ship In What Little Time We Have Left, And We Couldn't Save The Ship Now Even If I Thought It Was Ethical To Change Time To Our Personal Liking. We Gave It Our Best Shot, Kirk, But Looks Like We Failed.
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That's The Trouble With Schrödinger's Cat. Higher Powers Stuck Them In That Box, And The Only Way To Guarantee Survival Is To Think Outside The Box. If Only We Had More Time, Maybe We Could Have Thought Of A Way Outside This Box.
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Sorry, Kirk. I Didn't Mean To . . . Entangle You In All This.
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Mrrrooooowww.
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It's Your Cat.
ISIS!
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Where Did She Come From?
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Not Where, Kirk. When.
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Mewwwwoorrrr.
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Yes, Yes, You're Right
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What's She Saying?
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She Can Relax Her Hold On Us And Send Us Back To Our Own Times From Here.
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That Might Save You Two, But If The Ship Is Destroyed In The Here And Now, There'll Be Nothing For Me To Go Back To Then, Or There, Or Whatever. If We Don't Stop The Explosion, These Bulkheads Will Yield And Enough Remaining Energy Will Spill Down The Conduit Of Turboshaft 8 And Breech The Warp Core, Destroying The Ship And Me Along With It. One Way Or The Other, I'm A Dead Man.
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PhotoTrek, Chapter 7 of 8, part 2 of 3

Meewwrrrrroorrr.
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She Says You're Right About The Conduit, But Not About Which Conduits Are Important.
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Mmreewwww.
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Yes, I Understand. Kirk, The Time Loop Is Also Like A Conduit. Once You Get Back, It'll Remain Open For A Minute Or So. During That Time, The Blast Will Be Channeled Not Just Outward From Here, But Also To 2250, Following Me, And To Your Time, Following You.
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What?
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Would An Explosion Only About One Third The Power Of A Laser Pistol On Overload Still Destroy The Ship?
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Just A Third? No. No, I Don't Think It Would. The Tritanium Bulkheads Would Bear The Brunt Of That Much Energy. Most Of It Would Be Spent Just Breeching These Walls, With Little Kick Left Over. But That Still Might Be Big Enough To . . .
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Take Out A Couple Of Crew Quarters?
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Yeah. But How Can We Be Sure That's All It'll Blow Up?
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Because That's Exactly What Already Happened Once Before. So It'll Happen That Way Again. Actually, It'll Happen That Way Now, For The First And Only Time, If You Want To Get Technical.
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I Understand. What About The Saboteur?
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Well, It's A Fool's Game Manipulating Time For Personal Gain, Because If You Fail, You Usually Die, Or Worse. If We Saved Him, At Some Point He'd Be Able To Try Again And Again And Again Until He Succeeds. If He Dies, These Time Related Crimes Die With Him, And Maybe Even That Inexplicable Isolationists' Movement Will Vanish. In Fact, That May Have Been His Mission To Initiate And Encourage All Of That To Hamstring Humanity. Ahhh, And Those Key Assassinations I Didn't Understand Before - Of Course. And Obviously, The Unexplained Organic Residue. Yes, I See It Now. He Stays - Or, Already Staid.
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When You Get To Your Time, Clear The Area. I Suspect You're AboutTo Lose One Redundant Atmospheric Scrubber. Good Luck, Captain.
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You Too, Mr. Seven. I Mean, Ambassador Sven. And Thanks.
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WAIT!
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PhotoTrek, Chapter 7 of 8, part 3 of 3

What Is It?
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It Is.
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You're Quite A Character, Kirk. Maybe We Can Do This Again, Sometime.
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You'd Do That To Me, Too, Wouldn't You, Ya Jerk. Ha Ha.
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YOU! . . . . . . You Bastard.
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Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.
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Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.
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The A.S.U. Good Shooting, Isis.
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Bridge, This Is The Captain. Sound Red Alert. Red Alert. Imminent Explosion On Deck 17. Seal Off Sections 35 Through 40 There, As Well As Turboshaft 8. Lock That Down, NOW!
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RED ALERT. RED ALERT. ALL HANDS, BRACE FOR EXPLOSION. This Is Not A Drill.
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BAAReeeeeEEEEETT BAAReeeeeEEEEETT BAAReeeeeEEEEETT BAAReeeeeEEEEETT
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Hwwiirrrrruuuuuuuueeeeeeeeeeeesplangsqueeeeeeeeeeeee
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Later . . .
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TO BE CONTINUED . . .
 
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PhotoTrek, Chapter 8 of 8, part 1 of 4

E P I L O G U E

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Resupply Operations Are Complete, Captain, And In Record Time. Crew Performance Was Exemplary, Completing The Normal Two Day Task In Less Than 24 Hours. If Necessary, Once Again We Are Now Fully Capable Of Independent Operations For The Next 6 To 12 Months.
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Thank You. Mr. Spock. I'm Sure The Crew Just Wants You To Be Happy.
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Happy, Sir? I Am Incapable Of That Emotion.
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Why, Yes, Mr. Spock. Happy. They Like It When The First Officer Is Happy. Although It Is True, On A Unrelated Matter, I'm Sure, I Think They've Noticed Whenever They Work Hard And Earn An Exemplary Rating From You That You Tend Not To Repeatedly Run Surprise, Early Morning Drills To Improve Their Performance.
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You Insist Upon Exemplary Performance, Sir. You Rely On It. Is This Not An Efficient Means To Maximize The Probability Of Receiving It? I Do Not Do It To Be . . . Happy.
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So You're Crafty Plan To Maximize Efficiency Is Working?
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Yes Sir.
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Doesn't That Make You Happy?
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As Ordered, And Proceeding Independently Without Your Assistance Or Input, All Further Investigative Efforts And Forensic Computer Analysis Have Failed To Determine The Source Of The Explosion On Deck 17. Random Chance Favored Us, However, Insofar As There Were No Casualties. Interestingly Enough, According To Ship's Records, A Similar Explosion Took Out That Same Section In 2245.
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That Is Interesting.
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Now That His Other Duties Are Complete, Mr. Scott Has Informed Me He'll Be Able To Hammer Things Back Together Down There In Less Than Two Days. He Prefers To Keep The A.S.U. Redundancy, But Since The Very Latest A.S.U.'s Are Half The Size Of The Originals, He'll Be Able To Install An Additional Crew Quarters As Well, Bringing The Enterprise Closer To The Standard Compliment For Constitution Class Starships. Furthermore, He Assures Me, This Time The Job Will Done Properly Without Any . . . "Daoty Bampots" On The Work Detail. I've Yet To Consult With Linguistics, But Think I Wouldn't Be Too Far Wrong In My Assumption Those Terms Are . . . Less Than Complimentary.
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Very Well, Mr. Spock.
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PhotoTrek, Chapter 8 of 8, part 2 of 4

Mr. Spock? Would The Size Of The Blast That Destroyed That Section Be Consistent In Magnitude With, For Example, One Third The Energy Of An Old Style Laser Pistol On Overload?
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If You Mean A Fully Charged, Mark 6, Laser Induced Phase Pistol, Then . . . Yes Sir. 33% Of The Energy From A Normal Forced Chamber Explosion Would Be Approximately That Large.
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Yesterday's Explosion, Or The Blast In 2245?
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They Were Energetically Comparable In Magnitude, Sir.
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Scan Computer Records For Any Similarly Unexplained Explosions On Or Near Earth In The Year 2250.
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Fascinating.
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Clec Klic Clac Wrr Duurah Clec Wiruo Clec Clik Clruwruuar Deet Deet Deet.
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Historical Data Base Confirms There Was An Unexplained Explosion In Earth Orbit That Year. It Completely Obliterated An Obsolete Defense Satellite. Cause - Unknown. There Is No Actual Data Recorded As To The Magnitude Of The Blast. However, A Force Comparable To The Other Two Explosions Would Have Utterly Pulverized Such A Satellite.
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Of Course.
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How Should I Log This Incident, Captain?
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Log And Index All Three Of Those Unexplained Explosive Events As . . . The Kittywampus Incident. Link Those To The Top Secret Encrypted File I've Already Placed Into The Computer Under The File Name, 1701-D17-37F38G-224522502269. Mark It, "Access Authorization Level, Captain's Rank Or Higher."
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I See.
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You Keep Those Efficiency Ratings Up Like You're Doing, Mr. Spock, And Maybe One Day Soon, You Will.
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Indeed.
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PhotoTrek, Chapter 8 of 8, part 3 of 4

Captain, Do You Have Time For A Cup Of Coffee?
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Time? I'll Make The Time, Yeoman. I'll Make The Time.
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Ahhhhhhh.
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Mr. Spock, Did You Ever Find That Cat?
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The Black One, Sir?
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Yes, The Black One.
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No Sir.
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Very Well. Cancel Intruder Alert, Condition Baker 4.
Break Earth Orbit And Set Course For Our Next Destination, Mr. Sulu. Germaris V.
Ahead, Warp Factor 6.
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Four, Five, Six . . .
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Heh Ha He Hee Ha Hu.
Hee He Huh.

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Aye Aye, Captain. Warp Factor 6.
Netch Netch.
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Steady As She Goes, Mr. Sulu. Steady As She Goes.
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