"Computer, where am I? And don't tell me you're incapable of 
responding, because I'm just in the mood to pound the circuits
out of something."
Ignoring the empty threat, the pleasant synth voice responded
with gratifying promptness.
"Current location is Delta Vega, Class-M planet, unsafe. You
have been ordered to remain in this pod until retrieval can be
arranged by Starfleet authorities. Please aknowledge."
"Bite me. How's that for aknowledgement?"
Welcome the the resort world of Antarctica Twelve, he told
himself bitterly.

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the revolution is successful. but survival depends on drastic measures. your continued existence represents a threat to the well-being of society. your lives mean slow death to the more valued members of the colony. therefore, i have no alternative but to sentence you to death. 
your execution is so ordered, 
signed kodos, governor of 
Tarsus IV