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// So! Much like I just did on Clark's blog, I have gone on a softblocking spree. However, unlike on Clark's blog, I have no immediate plans to return to writing here. I haven't been vibing with this particular space for Reg in quite some time -- not really anyone's fault, just how it is. Reg definitely isn't gone, but for now, I'm content playing him in various places in Discord. I'll still be checking in now and again.

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favorite reoccurring characters on star trek: the next generation ↳ dwight schultz as lieutenant reginald barclay

I mean, I’m the guy who writes down things to remember to say when there’s a party. And when I get there, I’ll wind up alone in a corner trying to look comfortable examining a potted plant.

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"This has been the thing I've been afraid of all my life... that I'd go in and not come back... But I guess... if I'm ever going to confront my fear, it might as well be now."

star trek: the next generation - realm of fear, season 6 episode 2

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The year is 2464. You have been commissioned to join the Neo-Dauntless class USS Lovelace. Your mission? To explore strange new worlds, to aid your fellow Federation members, and to survive with the rest of your crew out in the unrelenting darkness of deep space.

USS Lovelace is a Discord based Star Trek roleplay group, following the crew of the eponymous Lovelace on its deep space mission. We accept canon, original, and crossover characters! Our group is currently running and always accepting new members.

Read our rules and guidelines here.

Read our available crew roster here.

Join our Discord server here.

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LT. BROCCOLI BARCLAY

(I’m in a bit of a funk so I’ve been rewatching TNG for the comfort factor <3)

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// I still live! Just had some low muse lately, and am currently being sucked into the new Zelda game. Absolutely around for chatting and plotting and such, just a bit slow on the actual writing. (Also, my Trek focus is currently more on my new group than the dash.)

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get to know the mun

what’s your phone wallpaper: pink and purple space

last song you listened to: Dead End Countdown - The New Cities

currently reading: lmao what's reading

last movie: honestly, no clue

last show: Smallville

what are you wearing right now: black and white plaid pullover, black pants, white socks

how tall are you?: 5'5"

piercings / tattoos?: nope

glasses? contacts?: glasses, they're blue!

last thing you ate?: toast

favorite color(s): purple, teal, blue

current obsession: I have Superman brainrot

any pets: sadly none, I've been thinking about getting a cat but my new apartment isn't pet friendly :'(

do you have a crush right now?: nah

favorite fictional character: Reg Barclay, my beloved

last place you traveled: I went to California for Christmas

tagged by: @nebulaties tagging: you

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The Reblog Notification Bug is fixed!

Staff has confirmed it, and I just tested it out myself. The update now works as intended -- if you're reblogging a post that you wrote the starter for, you will not receive a notification, but your partner will.

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// me: I'm gonna @ people in replies while notifications are broken

also me: *immediately forgets to do that*

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"Me?" He turned to look at her, eyes wide. "It -- it -- it had -- claws. Big claws." All he could picture was the thing jumping out at his face while Yar was gone. He'd barely been willing to stick his head in to check on it. But while he didn't know much about alien critters, he knew a fair bit about cats. "...I think it's scared. It's -- it's in a new environment, it doesn't recognize anyone. Can -- can't we find its owner?"

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Of course the critter would make it’s way into a jefferies tube. Kneeling down beside him, she gave a glance inside. “We should make it a rule, no pets allowed on the enterprise.” she comments with a sigh. “Starships are not meant to have little things running around for this very reason. Any idea how to get it out without hurting it?” She began thinking of the different possibilities and what she could use. “We can… bribe it?” She suggested a moment later. “I can retrieve some food from the visiting diplomat if you can keep an eye on it and make sure it doesn’t scurry off somewhere else, I’d hate to lose it agian.” 

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Oh god. Here he was with an opportunity to prove himself to the captain, and he was making a mess of it. "I... n-no, sir, I'm not -- not much of a leadership type." Occasionally taking charge of the night shift didn't feel like the same thing. Nothing ever actually happened on the night shift. Until tonight, of course.

His voice slipped into something a little more firm. "But if something's wrong, I'll find it. We'll -- we'll get it taken care of."

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A slight raise in brow before he smiled. It wasn’t his intention to make one of his crew uncomfortable in any situation. For Ed, the power drain was a concern, even if it was the slightest. It meant something was taking power from systems. His concern was if it went on would it become a bigger problem. He needed the information for his report, no matter how late it was. 

Following him, Ed stepped into the lift, before he turned his attention to the man beside him. “You’re not used to taking the lead?” He questioned, wondering if he’d put him in an uncomfortable position. “I apologize if this makes you uncomfortable but with Lamarr off duty, that means you’re in charge of engineering.” 

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"Ohhh god oh god oh god oh god..." A rational response might have been to put full power to shields, or charge weapons in return. But Reg was not known for his rational responses under pressure. It took him til the count of five to realize that he actually needed to reply.

"Alright! Alright, I'll -- I'll beam it over. I just -- I need to ch-check that it's not -- it's not dangerous... first..." It would be just his luck to beam over something that caused one of their ships to explode.

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"Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm."

Kang did not intend to wait around for a Starfleet battleship. His civilian craft didn't stand a chance against it.

"If you don't return the item in ten seconds, I will open fire." He powered up his weapons. If the shuttle tried to warp he'd shoot out its nacelles first.

He began to count downwards. "Ten... nine... eight..."

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You're not imagining it -- reblog notifications are broken.

Tumblr's most recent update made it so you will no longer receive notifications in your activity feed when you reblog or interact with your own posts. This is a fine idea, but it has a major issue. If you reblog a post that was originally yours from another person, neither you nor the person you reblogged from will be notified.

Let's say Person A makes a starter, and Person B reblogs it with a reply -- Person A will be notified of that reblog. Then Person A reblogs that from Person B to add their own reply -- Tumblr recognizes this as Person A interacting with their own post, so Person A won't be notified, but neither will Person B.

Considering that interaction I just described is the backbone of roleplaying on this site, this is a problem -- it means that any threads you're involved in that your partner wrote the starter for won't notify you correctly. It is incredibly easy to miss replies when this is happening.

I truly believe this was just an oversight and not done intentionally, but it should still be fixed. I have filled out a support form with staff informing them of the issue and I recommend that you do the same. Please remember to be polite! Simply explain what the issue is and why it's a problem. You can even link them to this post if you want.

In the meantime, the best method to avoid this is to @-mention your partner in replies, so that it will still show up in their activity feed no matter what. You can also use RPThreadTracker to keep an eye on your replies and make sure you don't miss anything.

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"I -- I'm just p-picking up supplies for my ship. There shouldn't be anything that -- that -- that --" Reg looked over the cargo in the back of the shuttle again, his eyes catching it this time -- a bronze container. Which he was pretty sure hadn't been on the manifest. "I... I might... have... something... ah..." But he was relatively confident he shouldn't just hand over to any Klingon who asked. "Let me contact my ship, I'm sure we can -- we can reach some kind of -- of understanding..."

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Kang's one-man civilian craft was not much bigger than the Starfleet shuttle, but he had filled it with as many weapons as it could hold. He hoped that would intimidate the Starfleet shuttle into standing down.

"What it is… is not important," Kang said. "It was in a bronze container. I'm told that it was taken from the starbase… by you."

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Reg is crouched down in front of an open jefferies tube, peering inside, when he hears his name and nearly jumps out of his skin. "Lieutenant! I, ah -- y-yes, actually, something just -- something just ran past me and into here. But we can't -- we can't -- get it out again." As he spoke, something could be heard shifting and scrabbling on the other side of the wall.

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One thing about visiting diplomats was the what if and what they brought with them. In this case it was a pet of sorts, something she’s never seen before. However it had managed to escape the quarters of the visiting diplomats and had been running around the ship for the last hour or so. Tasha wasn’t a pet wrangler but it was part of her job to keep everyone and everything safe. With security personnel deployed across the decks searching, she managed to track the creature down to engineering where she lost track of it. “Great.” she muttered to herself. “Barclay.” She says coming into the engineering bay. “You wouldn’t have happened to see a strange looking ball of fur and feathers recently, have you?”