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Year One: TOS!Scotty
Jul. 23rd, 2010 04:09 pmSo, this is the one year anniversary of this journal. I don't know how many still read it, though I do know there are a few. Aside, this gives me a chance to wax reminiscent about how I got this journal and where it eventually lead, so I'm all for taking it. And finally, it's a handy sort of way to recap all of the threads in it. XD Which I can use as a reference, and leave for others as a reference.
( Playing the straight man is always fun. )
I don't regret playing. It lead me wonderful places. I made a few good friends, and gained the best play partner an RPer could ask for. I got the Cadet out of it, and his twin, and I will absolutely love writing that post up on his anniversary. I got to see some amazing RPers in action. I also got to show quite a few people just how amazing the original Scotty was, and to take another look at him. I can never regret it, even if it did come to a rough ending, simply because there was a whole lot of good in there as well.
I did the best I could to give him a fitting ending.
It was heartbreaking to write. I was proud to write it anyway. I have always loved uncommon valor; the courage a man finds inside of himself when his back is against the wall, and he knows it's over, yet he goes forward anyway. Not because he has to, not because it's easy, not even because it's the right thing... but because it's truly the only thing. That it springs from some place inside of him that refuses to quit, even when quitting would be the simple answer.
It was heartbreaking. But I was damn proud that when I gave my Scotty an ending, he got a good one. Even if only one person left in the multiverse truly knows what happened there.
"Ship's log. Chief Engineer Montgomery Scott recording. After shakin' loose the Potemkin and proceedin' with all haste towards the point where last we had contact with the other Enterprise and our lost crew, it became clear as we approached that the Klingons had found our little hole in the universe...
"...and had found a way to communicate through with their counterparts on the other side. Intercepted transmissions suggested that they were in the process o' securin' the rift for the betterment of their respective empires; the Enterprise managed to slip into hidin' in a nearby star system before they became aware of our presence. Given this unexpected development, and the potential ramifications o' two Klingon empires coordinatin' across two universes, I ordered Lieutenant Palmer to send a tight-beam, level one priority message to the Potemkin, makin' them aware of our location and the current situation.
"There was no way, takin' into account that new development, for the rift to be left open. Guardin' it would lead to skirmishes and lost lives, and as word spread, it would only be a matter o' time before some large, hostile group made a run on it. We had already developed a method to stabilize the rift, but there was no way to close it without the Enterprise remaining inside, trapped without an exit until such time as a way could be found that would allow for a rescue. Until the Klingons got involved, this wasn't even an option. Now that they are, it's the only one.
"The crew o' the USS Enterprise transferred via emergency transporter evac to the Potemkin. A note for the record here is that they are a fine crew; the finest, I daresay. They have no fault in any o' this, right down to and includin' my orders to take the Enterprise against authorization in an attempt to retrieve our command crew and stabilize the rift. Should Starfleet Command study all log entries, they will see that the responsibility for this rests solely upon my own shoulders...
"...and that the crew, both those lost in the other universe and those rescued here should be given all due consideration for their bravery and diligence to duty, regardless o' my orders. Upon my signal, the Potemkin engaged and drew off the wardragons. I proceeded to take the Enterprise into the rift...
"...and from here, I will use what we came up with to close it around her. All prior logs of methods and means have already been taken to the Potemkin with the crew o' the USS Enterprise. This final log is bein' transmitted through both ends o' the rift now before we close it, encoded to the highest o' Starfleet encryption keys. Should Captain Kirk or any o' the crew o' this Enterprise receive this message, the Enterprise will be here for ye, when ye find yer way back to her. Good luck. And Godspeed.
"Scotty out."
( Playing the straight man is always fun. )
I don't regret playing. It lead me wonderful places. I made a few good friends, and gained the best play partner an RPer could ask for. I got the Cadet out of it, and his twin, and I will absolutely love writing that post up on his anniversary. I got to see some amazing RPers in action. I also got to show quite a few people just how amazing the original Scotty was, and to take another look at him. I can never regret it, even if it did come to a rough ending, simply because there was a whole lot of good in there as well.
I did the best I could to give him a fitting ending.
It was heartbreaking to write. I was proud to write it anyway. I have always loved uncommon valor; the courage a man finds inside of himself when his back is against the wall, and he knows it's over, yet he goes forward anyway. Not because he has to, not because it's easy, not even because it's the right thing... but because it's truly the only thing. That it springs from some place inside of him that refuses to quit, even when quitting would be the simple answer.
It was heartbreaking. But I was damn proud that when I gave my Scotty an ending, he got a good one. Even if only one person left in the multiverse truly knows what happened there.
"Ship's log. Chief Engineer Montgomery Scott recording. After shakin' loose the Potemkin and proceedin' with all haste towards the point where last we had contact with the other Enterprise and our lost crew, it became clear as we approached that the Klingons had found our little hole in the universe...
"...and had found a way to communicate through with their counterparts on the other side. Intercepted transmissions suggested that they were in the process o' securin' the rift for the betterment of their respective empires; the Enterprise managed to slip into hidin' in a nearby star system before they became aware of our presence. Given this unexpected development, and the potential ramifications o' two Klingon empires coordinatin' across two universes, I ordered Lieutenant Palmer to send a tight-beam, level one priority message to the Potemkin, makin' them aware of our location and the current situation.
"There was no way, takin' into account that new development, for the rift to be left open. Guardin' it would lead to skirmishes and lost lives, and as word spread, it would only be a matter o' time before some large, hostile group made a run on it. We had already developed a method to stabilize the rift, but there was no way to close it without the Enterprise remaining inside, trapped without an exit until such time as a way could be found that would allow for a rescue. Until the Klingons got involved, this wasn't even an option. Now that they are, it's the only one.
"The crew o' the USS Enterprise transferred via emergency transporter evac to the Potemkin. A note for the record here is that they are a fine crew; the finest, I daresay. They have no fault in any o' this, right down to and includin' my orders to take the Enterprise against authorization in an attempt to retrieve our command crew and stabilize the rift. Should Starfleet Command study all log entries, they will see that the responsibility for this rests solely upon my own shoulders...
"...and that the crew, both those lost in the other universe and those rescued here should be given all due consideration for their bravery and diligence to duty, regardless o' my orders. Upon my signal, the Potemkin engaged and drew off the wardragons. I proceeded to take the Enterprise into the rift...
"...and from here, I will use what we came up with to close it around her. All prior logs of methods and means have already been taken to the Potemkin with the crew o' the USS Enterprise. This final log is bein' transmitted through both ends o' the rift now before we close it, encoded to the highest o' Starfleet encryption keys. Should Captain Kirk or any o' the crew o' this Enterprise receive this message, the Enterprise will be here for ye, when ye find yer way back to her. Good luck. And Godspeed.
"Scotty out."
