A CHALLENGER APPEARS!
Jun. 29th, 2009 10:15 pmFELLOW ANONS! I propose a challenge!
I'm loving that we have 4 pages of commtexts, but how about something longer?
Yeah, I want to see your best letters home from the crew!
Show me Spock begging Sarek for new socks!
Show me McCoy's letters to Joanna!
Show me Scotty.. um.. does Scotty have a family? NEVER YOU MIND! HE DOES NOW! HE HAS A PET IGUANA NAMED PENELOPE. TO WHOM HE APPARENTLY WRITES LETTERS.
Crack, schmoop, whatever. And yes, for our purposes, Chekov totally writes in Standard.
If you want to make images, please do! I will gladly put up a resource page for fonts and whatnot, just let me know what we need.
GO!
I'm loving that we have 4 pages of commtexts, but how about something longer?
Yeah, I want to see your best letters home from the crew!
Show me Spock begging Sarek for new socks!
Show me McCoy's letters to Joanna!
Show me Scotty.. um.. does Scotty have a family? NEVER YOU MIND! HE DOES NOW! HE HAS A PET IGUANA NAMED PENELOPE. TO WHOM HE APPARENTLY WRITES LETTERS.
Crack, schmoop, whatever. And yes, for our purposes, Chekov totally writes in Standard.
If you want to make images, please do! I will gladly put up a resource page for fonts and whatnot, just let me know what we need.
GO!
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Date: 2009-06-30 11:47 pm (UTC)As I sit on the vast beaches of Helvastole, enjoying my shore leave to the fullest, I cannot seem to stop thinking of you.
I lay under the triple suns and imagine your curving, ivory expanse, glistening under the starlight. Your glowing warp core, glimmering in the darkness of space. Your clever inertial dampers, keeping us all alive inside your shell.
Oh, my dear. Do not take offense at my horrendous use of the term "shell". For you are so much more to me than a mere shell. You are my life, dearest one. Without you I am nothing.
At night, here on Helvastole, I lean back in my bunk and let thoughts of you run rampant in my head. Sometimes, when the night is dull, and the stars are so very far away, I pretend I'm inside of you. I seem to fit, if you catch my drift.
Of course you catch my drift. You always were a clever one.
Be well, my dearest. Looking forward to upgrading your nacelles.
Yours (heart, soul, and body),
Montgomery Scott