Log 001 | Locked: Self | Moderately Difficult Access

[clear-horizons.livejournal.com]

Captain's Log, Stardate supplemental:

With a divided crew and troubled minds, I have been granted command of this vessel by a slim majority vote. My intentions are no more and no less than what Miss Bennet had intended: safely ensuring the return home of each member of this crew.

Still, many seem to view this change in command as though I intend to establish some military dictatorship. It's difficult to imagine this crew ever uniting completely, and I'm well aware I have my work cut out for me. I'm almost tempted to ask Miss Bennet if she wasn't simply passing the frustrations on to me. A twisted sort of welcome present, if so.

With James Tiberius Kirk as my current Number One, I am currently running through a roster of Lieutenant Commanders in the secondary tiers of the command staff. Several I have no problems with. Worf and the Chief seem to be getting along, thank goodness for that, and Doctor McCoy was already present and a part of this crew.

Commander Spock has arrived as well, and I believe I'll be establishing a separate science team from the engineering crew, with him as its commander. With two teams working on different yet potentially overlapping projects, I imagine answers may come that much faster, especially if problems are approached from multiple angles thanks to the arrangement.

There are a large number of 'metahumans' and 'mutants' aboard: humanoid beings, highly human in appearance, all with fascinatingly powerful abilities and skills. I'm still working out how to make use of these in the individual teams, but it seems so far that the teams are well established already.

The boy, 'Spider-Man', however, concerns me. Superman stated that the suit he wears is alive, and not in the fashion of the living 'plantsuits' the majority of the crew is wearing. His behavior is erratic, fidgety. I fear it's only a matter of time before I am forced to call security on him. Perhaps a visit from Doctor McCoy is in order.

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[twelvevoltman.livejournal.com]

Begin text function test.

Testing, Testing. All Your Base. That's what she said.

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I like. Big. Butts, and I cannot lie. You other brothers can't deny, when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist -

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Image function test successful.

Please direct all requests for technical assistance to the Master. He'll be happy to help.

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(Expect a more badass title for future messages. Title likely to continue ending in "ator.")

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[cabbage-butt.livejournal.com]

As my colleague has posted, the Omnicoms are indeed functional. Commenting is now enabled.

this meeting

[so-pregnable.livejournal.com]

is so boring

srsly

are we done? i'm hungry. can we start having these in the cafeteria or something cuz with how long peeps argue we might start starving before these stupid meetings are over in the future

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[wolf-that-grins.livejournal.com]

( Attention everyone: )

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[potentialmonkey.livejournal.com]

So. Idea. Changing the place we eat to the Sensoriums where the food tastes like actual food instead of like, y'know, slop. Who's with me?

Log 001 | Locked to Self | Moderately Hackable

[captain-jtk.livejournal.com]

Acting First Officer's log, stardate... unknown.

The command crew of the Enterprise, along with other members of Starfleet from the future, if they're to be believed, have been transported some sort of interdimensional vessel, filled with dozens of people, all of them from different realities and places. Apparently... the AI in charge of the ship, Stacy, has brought us here for some purpose. As of yet, I'm unsure of what that could be. Whatever it is, the crew have decided that we need to take control of this vessel through whatever means possible in order to get all of us home.

I'm releived to say that Mister Spock and Doctor McCoy are here, although it also means they're not where they ought to be. Still, with them we should be out of here in no time.

Myself and Captain Picard - apparently the captain of the Enterprise-E - have been asked to take command and subsequently voted into power. I'm serving as his First Officer for the time being and all of this seems as if it will be... difficult, if not interesting.

I don't believe in the no-win situation. I'm going to get everyone out of here, if it's the last thing I do.

Testing

[helipack-jack.livejournal.com]

Oh, this is pretty sweet. Props to you guys that built these.

( I have something to share with everybody but I put it under the cut because it's just THAT awesome. )

(no subject)

[godimgood.livejournal.com]

I muste now gyv up. Wher dide alle ye lerne yer wordes?

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[anoldtrickster.livejournal.com]

SO I THOUGHT I WOULD MAKE THIS POST TO HELP CHEER PEOPLE UP.

( DUCK )

[Private: Very Difficult to Hack]

[twelvevoltman.livejournal.com]

( Personal Record AAG.001.001 )

MEMO | SENIOR OFFICERS

[clear-horizons.livejournal.com]

Please report to the Sensorium tomorrow for orientation in new command structure protocols.

We will be establishing further regulations concerning disciplinary action, log reports, and assigned tasking.

(no subject)

[aworldnevermade.livejournal.com]

Hey guys if you see one of these tell me okay?

( PICTURE )

But, like, forty feet tall. Also, DON'T TOUCH IT WHATEVER YOU DO SERIOUSLY.