I'll start off.
I'd ask a Vulcan why they all wear their hair in the same style.
I'd ask a Vulcan why they all wear their hair in the same style.
Questions you'd ask a member of various alien species.
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They would probably say because it was logical. In Amok Time, T'Pring and T'Pau didn't have that hairstyle. Although younger T'Pau in Enterprise did sort of have that variation of the normal Vulcan haircut.
I think I would ask Klingon's, who does the farming, and the waste disposal, all the grunt work while the rest of them are out conquering the galaxy? And do they look down on non-warriors?
I'd ask a Romulan what exactly the hell is up with their uniforms.
(seriously. In TNG/DS9/Voyager, there are a lot of different patterns on Romulan military uniforms, but they have absolutely nothing to do with rank or position. So what DO they mean?)
(seriously. In TNG/DS9/Voyager, there are a lot of different patterns on Romulan military uniforms, but they have absolutely nothing to do with rank or position. So what DO they mean?)
A question to a Borg: Do you really think that resistance is futile...
Then a montage of resistance that has been successful.
Then a montage of resistance that has been successful.
Ask a Ferengi what that is that so many of them wear on the back of their heads, and why Quark doesn't wear one.
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Ask a member of the collective if there is room in the collective consciousness for experiencing Borgasms.
I'd love to have a philosophical debate with the Borg Queen.
We could argue about the concept of 'perfection', we could sip our beverages and I could ask if she has any thoughts on the aesthetics of the building we were in, the conversation would gently turn to how being Borg is an improvement upon the human condition and we would discuss that over dessert, we would share a hearty laugh over the unworthiness of the Kazon in being assimilated. I'd thank her for a lovely evening and try to excuse myself, she would assure me that I could not leave and that resistance would be futile, I'd tell her that this is why she didn't have a boyfriend and I'd muse that "...this is probably the kind of thing that caused Locutus to leave you..." and then she'd inform me that relationships were irrelevant and then she would inject me with nanoprobes and with my last breaths as an individual I would mutter:
"Freewill is an illusion anyway, we are all drones in a manner of speaking, so who's really winning here?..."
We could argue about the concept of 'perfection', we could sip our beverages and I could ask if she has any thoughts on the aesthetics of the building we were in, the conversation would gently turn to how being Borg is an improvement upon the human condition and we would discuss that over dessert, we would share a hearty laugh over the unworthiness of the Kazon in being assimilated. I'd thank her for a lovely evening and try to excuse myself, she would assure me that I could not leave and that resistance would be futile, I'd tell her that this is why she didn't have a boyfriend and I'd muse that "...this is probably the kind of thing that caused Locutus to leave you..." and then she'd inform me that relationships were irrelevant and then she would inject me with nanoprobes and with my last breaths as an individual I would mutter:
"Freewill is an illusion anyway, we are all drones in a manner of speaking, so who's really winning here?..."
I'd ask the Klingons if dentists make any money on Kronos
I'd ask the Borg Queen why anesthetics weren't delivered from the assimilation tubules to make assimilation painless. It certainly would cut down on resistance and make the process quicker and more efficient.
Conquered races and yes.
You actually went there...
