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The Fan Score - A Star Trek parody

JoeZhang

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"You need to get some scratch" said the large but not entirely unattractive man holding the blowtorch to his face.

How had it come to this thought Russ Toms. Only a few years ago, Toms had been an actor in the Star Trek spin-off 'Star Trek: The Next Generation But One'. Sure it wasn't the most successful show in the franchise but it had allowed him a certain lifestyle, one he had taken full advantage of.

Trying to keep his head back from the blowtorch, Toms gasped "I can get your money, I just need a little time".

The man who didn’t have a name because it’s not important to this story seemed unimpressed. "Time is what you ain't got pal, Jimmy wants his money and he wants it now or he told me to give you a new smile".

“I’m working a score! It’s going to pay off” blurted Toms, “it’s going to score big!”

“Christ” said the man with a look of disgust, “deadbeats always claim to have a score, time for you to get a new smile….”

The blowtorch edged closer to his face and a desperate energy filled Toms.

“IT’S A STARTREK FAN FICTION KICKSTARTER, IT’S MONEY IN THE BANK!” he screamed.

The man with the blowtorch was incredulous, “A Star Trek fan fiction score? That is a big job to pull off, you are full of it”.

But even as he said it, Toms knew he had him, he had him if he just kept going.

“think man, think – I was Zorta the horta on 72 episodes of the seventh most popular Star Trek show ever seen”.

“Seventh?” the man with the blowtorch looked puzzled – "I thought there were six shows?"

Toms looked pained like a man having a prostate exam “there was the animated series… anyway you are missing the point, I can get the money with this score, I just need a little time”.

“Krong the horta, was that the thing that looked like a turd? That was you?” asked the man with the blowtorch.

With reproach and a little affront creeping in his voice Toms responded slowly, “I was silicon-based lifeform from Janus VI. I was on a quest to be more human, it was a challenging and complex role”.

“didn't that turd thing just beep – like BEEP BEEP” asked the man with blowtorch with a dubious expression on his face.

Toms quickly retorted, “Do I tell you how to handle a blowtorch and main a man’s face? No. Take it from me… it…was…a….challenging…and…complex...role”.

The man with the blowtorch put it away so he was now simply the man.

‘You got a crew for this score?” he asked.

Toms had him, he knew at that point he had him. “my man…” he started but the man interrupted him.
“look at the narrators’ voice, I’m just The Man now”.

“oh sorry” said Toms, “anyway let me tell you about this crew...”

TWO SPACESHIPS ENGAGE IN BATTLE, PEW-PEW WENT THEIR PHASERS, PEW-PEW!!! I WANT THIS KLINGON SHIP TAKING DOWN – FIRE ALL PHOTON TORPEDOES SCREAMED THE CAPTAIN. THE FEDERATION SHIP FIRED ITS TORPEDOES AND THE KLINGON SHIP BLEW UP – BECAUSE THIS STORY IS IN 3D, A KLINGON HEAD APPEARS TO FLY OFF SCREEN AT THE VIEWER.*


To be continued…


* Thanks to Lurok who pointed out that the original draft was a ‘Bit talkie/dialogue at mo...needs more vfx and pew-pew, and then maybe...’ and was the inspiration for the action scene.
 
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I don't know Art (though I dated his sister), but I know what I like.

I like this. :techman:

Keep the Dream alive, as The Great Bird asked everyone at the end (that was one Hell of a mass emailing).
 
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I don't know Art (though I dated his sister), but I know what I like.

I like this. :techman:

Keep the Dream alive, as The Great Bird asked everyone at the end (that was one Hell of a mass emailing).

The Great Bird will make an appearance at some point....
 
interlude

"SHIELDS ARE FAILING CAPTAIN!" CRIED ENSIGN BLAND WHO WAS A TALL HANDSOME BUT STRANGELY NONDESCRIPT AFRICAN-AMERICAN WHO ODDLY NEVER SEEMED TO DO ANYTHING EXCEPT AVOID THE NEED FOR A CGI EFFECT VIA SOME HANDY AND TIMELY EXPOSITION.

THE CAPTAIN TURNED HIS LEAN SQUARE JAW TO ZORTA, "WE NEED A SOLUTION IN THREE MINUTES LT. OR WE ARE ALL DEAD".

"BEEP BEEP" RESPONDED ZORTA

"MY GOD ZORTA YOU ARE A GENIUS" EXCLAIMED THE CAPTAIN, "IT’S A RISK BUT IT MIGHT JUST WORK".

"BEEP BEEP" RESPONDED ZORTA

AS HE ROCKED FROM SIDE TO SIDE THE CAPTAIN’S FACE SLOWLY CHANGED TO SHOW HIS GROWING UNDERSTANDING, "YES! IT’S LIKE PUTTING A CABBAGE IN A CONDOM AND RUBBING IT ON A DOG’S FACE, IT MAKES PERFECT SENSE".

WITH NEW PURPOSE, HE TURNED AND SHOUTED "DO IT NOW ENSIGN!”

THE ENSIGN RANDOMLY MASHED SOME BUTTONS ON HIS CONSOLE, "IT'S WORKED CAPTAIN WE’VE BROKEN FREE!”

THE CAPTAIN RELAXED BACK INTO HIS COMMAND CHAIR, “GOOD JOB ZORTA”.

"BEEP BEEP" RESPONDED ZORTA

EVERYONE ON THE BRIDGE LAUGHS AND LAUGHS AND YOUR TV FADED TO BLACK AND THE CREDITS.
 
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