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Will Commander Garner last any longer than previous COs of the Pegasus? Anne-Marie and Peter find out as they cover The Captain’s Hand for Borgcast Galactica 4.9.

Recording Friday (1/5).

Drawn by SprOrg2 as a present for SprOrg1

I hadn’t seen any mention in the Trek fandom that the Kzinti are now canon. (Yes, they appeared in TAS but Roddenberry had declared TAS except for the episode Yesteryear to be non-canon.) If you’re unfamiliar with the race, they were adapted by Larry Niven from his Known Space series of stories for TAS. They’re described as looking like tigers except for being bipedal, standing 8 feet (2.4 meters) tall, weighing 500 pounds (227kg), with a naked rat-like tail. They’re very fast, very strong, and very aggressive.

The Kzinti fought a series of wars with humans and lost each one very badly. Part of the problem was that when Kzinti first encountered humans, Earth had been at peace for a long time and the Kzinti telepaths declared humans to be pacifists whose ships were unarmed. But humans being highly adaptable were able to use the reaction drives of their ships as improvised weapons to wreak havoc on Kzinti warships. Even though humanity fought well against them, you still wouldn’t want to have been captured by the Kzinti as they would typically turn human captives into a meal.

All of TAS has been restored to canon. Executive Producer Akiva Goldsman revealed such in a recent Picard podcast. Which explains a few prior callbacks to it in Discovery, as well. They view it as TOS season 4.

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Anonymous asked:

Wait are we all ignoring that you apparently threw a shark once? Please tell us more!

My family likes to vacation in Topsail, North Carolina, which is a little barrier island mostly covered in vacation homes. We rent a huge house in their off season, when most people consider it too cold to be at the beach, and we, with our icewater blood, consider it quite pleasantly deserted.

I love going for walks at night, especially when there’s a clear sky, so I, age sixteen, would go a few miles up the beach around midnight most nights. One night, while still about a mile from our house, I saw something rolling in the surf. 

“That’s either a plastic bag caught on a log,” I thought, “Or a four foot shark.”

I jogged over. It was not a plastic bag caught on a log. 

The shark was moving and didn’t appear to be hurt, but was caught in water only an inch or so deep, being pushed higher with every wave. I was by myself, and didn’t own a cell phone, and couldn’t see a house with lights on in either direction. There was nobody around. Leaving to go get help would probably take long enough for him to suffocate. The best thing I could do for this shark, I figured, would be to get him back in the ocean. 

I have no idea how he wound up so high on the beach, because it was a very shallow slope. I’d have to carry him a good fifteen or so feet to get him into water deep enough to swim. It was nearly a full moon, so I could sort of see what I was doing. I got a grip on the shark, careful not to squeeze too hard, in case he was hurt, and picked him up. He didn’t like that at all. 

I started walking into the water. Here’s a thing I didn’t know about sharks: They’re pretty damn flexible. I got a couple steps with this shark, looked down, and realized there were a hell of a lot of teeth coming directly at my forearm. 

It occurred to me that I had not thought this through very well.

I’m not proud of what I did. It seemed like the best way to get this shark back in deep enough water and avoid dropping thirty pounds of very bitey animal directly on my own toes. So.

I yote the shark with as much force as I could muster. 

He curved through the air like a thing of beauty, all angry and toothsome in the moonlight, and splashed wonderfully into the deeper waters. I caught a glimpse of fin diving away shortly after. 

And that’s the last I saw of him. 

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my name Hellen, i walk the sand, i lift the shark stuk on the land. before the teeth can find their mark, i thro the fish, i yote the shark.

im fuckin weeping