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Technobabble creation and discussion.

CAPTAIN: Report!
ENSIGN GREENHORN: We’re trapped in an inverse quantum field distortion! If we don’t get out in five minutes it’ll reduce us to thermolytic particles!
FIRST OFFICER: That sounds bad!
ENSIGN GREENHORN: I'll say! It would be like striking a match in a crowded theater!
CAPTAIN: Yeah, or shouting "Fire!" in a gas-filled room! Options?
LT. COMMANDER ENGINEER: We could modify the main deflector with an array of phase discriminators and use them to generate a modulated anti-tachyon pulse that should create an ionic resonance in the event horizon!
CAPTAIN: Like a stockbroker popping a balloon in a winery?
FIRST OFFICER: Or a one-legged paper hanger?
ENSIGN GREENHORN: More like a one-armed man in a butt-kicking contest!
ENGINEER: Exactly! With any luck, the dekyon field modulation should be enough to break us free.
CAPTAIN: Make it so!
 
Medical technobabble, something McCoy and the EMH could fun have with....

[Mercy Hospital operating room]

KIRK: What did you say she was got?
McCOY: Cramps.
DOCTOR #1: Who are you? Why aren't you masked? Who are these people?
DOCTOR #2: I don't know.
DOCTOR #1: What the hell is that? What are you doing?
McCOY: Tearing of the middle meningeal artery.
DOCTOR #1: What's your degree in, dentistry?
McCOY: How do you explain slowing pulse, low respiratory rate and coma?
DOCTOR: Fundoscopic examination...
McCOY: Fundoscopic examination is unrevealing in these cases!
DOCTOR #1: A simple evacuation of the expanding epidural hematoma will relieve the pressure.
McCOY: My God, man, drilling holes in his head's not the answer. The artery must be repaired. Now put away your butcher knives and let me save this patient before it's too late!
DOCTOR #1: I'm going to have you removed.
KIRK: Doctors! Such unprofessional behaviour. ...Into that little room please.
DOCTOR #1: What is that? A gun?
MEDICAL STAFF: What is this? ...I have no idea!
(Kirk fuses the lock of the little room with his phaser)
DOCTOR #1: He melted the lock!
McCOY: We're dealing with medievalism here! ...Chemotherapy! ...Fundoscopic examinations!
 
There is a 87.5 probability that the technobabble I type will cause an unexpected headache. Thanks for the heads up, I will try the i-be-hoping brand of Advil.

//I should have put the thread in trek tech.. but I think it is good here.//
 
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