Side Game: Dystopia

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In the world you are entering, there is a Federation. There is an Enterprise. There is even a Captain Kirk.

But in this world, they are not as you know them.

George Lowther, 27, is the captain of the pirate ship known throughout the galaxy as the Enterprise. Of course, he's not the real George Lowther, and neither was the man before him, a fellow called Chris Pike. They're in the process of trading the identity, so Pike can retire, having made his fortune. The new Lowther, real name James T. Kirk, has hired on a crew, and they're off on their first voyage, affiliated with the Federation of Interstellar Pirates.

So. How's the crew doing? And, of course, who's fucking?

Comments

[(Anonymous)]

Sender: Lowther, George
Recipient: Rand, Janice

I've had like 15 hours to process this information. I'm still in shock. I'll be a man later. Let me get used to it, your harridan.

In the hypothetical future. It's a figure of speech.

[(Anonymous)]

Sender: Rand, Janice
Recipient: Lowther, George

Well aren't you a charmer? With a tongue like that it's no wonder Pike loves you.

I um. I've never put any thought into the future before. I um...oh my god you think we're going to have grandkids?

[(Anonymous)]

Sender: Lowther, George
Recipient: Pike, Christopher

You fight with Tony because you like to take your shirt off, don't you?

"Your father's son." You sly bastard. Did you come looking for me that night? I never asked.

[(Anonymous)]

Sender: Lowther, George
Recipient: Rand, Janice

And before you ask, no I don't kiss my mother with this mouth. There are better uses for it. Just ask Chapel.

Hey, relax. You wanna end up all sedated like me? Weider things have happened than two people liking each other enough to have kids and a life together. It might not happen with Scotty. We've already decided I'm wrong sometimes. But it could happen. With someone.

[(Anonymous)]

Sender: Lowther, George
Recipient: McCoy, Leonard

Can I go? I'm bored.

[(Anonymous)]

Sender: Rand, Janice
Recipient: Lowther, George

WAY TOO MUCH INFORMATION.

I'm not going to relax just because you tell me to you know. Oa, what should I wear? You are always wrong. Period. And stop talking about my future. Your the captain of a ship, don't you have more important things to do than think about my future?

[(Anonymous)]

Sender: Pike, Christopher
Recipient: Lowther, George

We fight because he's annoying as hell and stubborn little shit.

That I am. I didn't actually, chalk it up to luck or fate or something.

[(Anonymous)]

Sender: McCoy, Leonard
Recipient: Lowther, George

If you promise me you'll go eat something and not do anything too stressful tonight.

[(Anonymous)]

Sender: Scott, Montgomery
Recipient: Lowther, George

If you think she'd like it and I'm not touching the end of that sentence.

[(Anonymous)]

Sender: Scott, Montgomery
Recipient: Rand, Janice

Right, good. Whenever you're free then.

[(Anonymous)]

Sender: Rand, Janice
Recipient: Scott, Montgomery

I'm not doing anything today.

[(Anonymous)]

Sender: Rand, Janice
Recipient:

Oh shit did that sound too desperate?

MESSAGE ERASED UNSENT

[(Anonymous)]

Sender: Lowther, George
Recipient: Rand, Janice

Just be yourself. If he doesn't like you in jeans, he won't like you in a skirt.

[(Anonymous)]

Sender: Rand, Janice
Recipient: Lowther, George

I don't own any jeans.

[(Anonymous)]

Sender: Lowther, George
Recipient: Pike, Christopher

Other than that, Mrs. Kirk, how was the cruise?

Well, the universe wanted you to find me, didn't it?

[(Anonymous)]

Sender: Lowther, George
Recipient: McCoy, Leonard

Define stressful.

[(Anonymous)]

Sender: Pike, Christopher
Recipient: Lowther, George

Watch your mouth kid.

I think so.

[(Anonymous)]

Sender: Lowther, George
Recipient: Rand, Janice

You have no levels of abstraction.

You hate me no matter what I wear, right?

[(Anonymous)]

Sender: Rand, Janice
Recipient: Lowther, George

Or maybe I just like giving you a hard time. Ever think of that?

Of course.

[(Anonymous)]

Sender: McCoy, Leonard
Recipient: Lowther, George

Anything that lands you back in my sickbay.

[(Anonymous)]

Sender: Lowther, George
Recipient: Pike, Christopher

It's a fucking saying. I can't make fun of my own Winona?

Haha, the universe HATES you.

[(Anonymous)]

Sender: Lowther, George
Recipient: Rand, Janice

Oh, there are things you like?

Then go and be comfortable and don't worry about it.

[(Anonymous)]

Sender: Lowther, George
Recipient: McCoy, Leonard

What if I want to see you?

[(Anonymous)]

Sender: Pike, Christopher
Recipient: Lowther, George

Not to me you can't.

So it seems some days.

[(Anonymous)]

Sender: McCoy, Leonard
Recipient: Lowther, George

Then you can see me outside of sickbay. Novel concept, I know.