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Reference, for askcommandertpol

And at once, she was no longer a woman sitting on the deck of a starship hurtling at sub-warp speed in orbit about an unknown planet, but a girl, kneeling in the hot red sand of a Vulcan garden. Before her, a desert succulent, a large kal’ta plant, lay uprooted and limp beneath the relentless sun, its deep violet leaves, edged with iridescent blue, partially eaten away. The plant had grown for years in the garden, well before T’Pol’s birth; vast and venerable, it had been her father’s favorite, grown from a cutting handed down in the family for unbroken generations. Now it lay destroyed; and as young T’Pol studied the damage, aghast (yet even at the age of five [30] years being trained enough to control the outward expression of what she felt), she heard her mothers calm voice addressing her father just inside the house. “A ch’kariya, no doubt. I will purchase a trap for it, and contact your father for another cutting from his kal’ta.” A ch’kariya: a burrowing mammal that relied on the roots of plants for water and nourishment. T’Pol had never seen one, and when she heard her mother’s word, an idea struck the young scientist: she would construct a trap herself, immediately, from materials already in the family home, and capture the creature for observation. This would do two positive things: please her parents, and further her knowledge of Vulcan zoology. T’Pol immediately constructed a simple trap, no more than a transparent box with one side that was rigged to slide closed when the animal entered. As bait, she left a small portion of the kal’ta plant with its roots attached. By sunset, her plan bore fruit: inside the box she found a long, slender quadruped, pale-skinned with sparse hair, so small she could hold it in her hands. Its tiny eyes were squinted shut, blinded even by the waning light of dusk. She said nothing to her parents, but carried it to her room in secrecy. That night, for many hours, she observed the creature, who, once it [31] decided it was in no imminent danger, wolfed down the bit of plant and root. After a time, it grew sluggish, and apparently went to sleep; pleased that she had gained quite a bit of independent information, T’Pol did the same. When she woke the following morning, the animal was motionless and would not be roused, despite her prodding. Alarmed, she took it at once to her parents, who were seated on the stone meditation bench in the garden. At the sound of her faster-than-normal steps, they both opened their eyes and gazed serenely at her, and at the boxed creature in her hands. Her mother, jet-haired and black-eyed, waited calmly for her daughter to speak. She had the darker coloration typical of most Vulcans, which T’Pol envied and secretly thought was more beautiful; the girl had inherited her father’s lighter eyes, skin, and hair. “I trapped the ch’kariya,” T’Pol said, fighting to keep the childish anxiety from her voice. “I studied it last night and meant to free it in the desert today. But there’s something wrong with it.” Her father took the box from her, opened it, and reached in to touch the creature. After a second of examination, he confirmed T’Pol’s suspicion. “It is dead.” T’Pol bowed her head in utter shame and dismay. Had she been any younger, any less trained in emotional control, she would have wept. She [32] had committed the most heinous crime possible in Vulcan culture: she had killed needlessly. “I suspect it starved to death,” her father continued, his pale eyes bearing a hint of reproach. “Ch’kariyas require a great deal of sustenance because of their high metabolic rate. Did you supply it with a large amount of vegetation?” Miserable, T’Pol shook her head. “We are Vulcans,” her mother said softly. “We are the most intelligent species on this planet, and thus far, more intelligent than any other species we have encountered in space. Physically, we are stronger than most other creatures we have encountered; given the combination, we have an extremely great potential to cause harm. “Thus, we also have the greatest responsibility to utilize our intelligence and to control our impulses. “You see how easy it is to accidentally harm, even to kill. This is why we study the teachings of Surak, that we might avoid our natural impulse to wreak violence. We struggle daily, we meditate, we utilize our intelligence to its maximum, all in order to master that impulse. “Now you must learn how to take great care in your every action to avoid causing harm. Intelligence is worthless if it is not backed by compassion.” “I will never forget what my carelessness has caused,” young T’Pol said, lifting her chin to at [33] last directly meet her mother’s steady gaze. “I promise you that I will never again cause the death of any creature.” Her father spoke at last. “Over the course of your life, you may find, daughter, that yours is not such an easy promise to keep.”

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Star Trek AU: McCoy has been Jim’s personal bodyguard since he was a teenager. Now the young prince is all grown up and wants more. Based on Prince Charming by withthepilot

"But why?!" Jim asks, face contorted.

"Because it’s inappropriate, Jim."

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Reblog if you actually enjoy Roleplaying friendships. Any kind of friendship.

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At least you aren't blamin' me anymore.

Sneezes

I am here, fighting the virus that seems to be going through the ship. I keep hoping that one more cup of tea will chase the illness away, which is of course highly illogical. I blame the mucus and the lack of quality air flow reaching my blood to oxygenate my brain. 

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Famous Movie Quotes sentence meme

"Frankly, my dear, I don’t give a damn."

"I’ve got a feeling we’re not in Kansas anymore."

"Go ahead, make my day."

"I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship."

"Show me the money!"

"You can’t handle the truth!"

"Round up the usual suspects."

"I’ll have what she’s having."

"Life is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you’re gonna get.

"You’re gonna need a bigger boat."

"I see dead people."

"It’s alive! It’s alive!"

"Houston, we have a problem."

"You’ve got to ask yourself one question: ‘Do I feel lucky?’ Well, do ya, punk?"

"You had me at ‘hello.’"

"Take your stinking paws off me, you damned dirty ape."

"Here’s Johnny!"

"Hasta la vista, baby."

"Toga! Toga!"

"I’m king of the world!"

"You’re trying to seduce me. Aren’t you?"

“No. I am your father.”

“What we’ve got here is failure to communicate.”

“I’m gonna make him an offer he can’t refuse.”

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SEND MY MUSE ONE OF THE FOLLOWING TEXTS TO SEE HOW THEY REACT

[text] I might be pregnant

[text] Are you pregnant?

[text] I’ll be home earlier than expected!

[text] I won’t be home today, don’t wait up

[text] How would you feel about moving in?

[text] I have a surprise for you!

[text] I’ve got the popcorn, chosen the film- all you have to do is turn up

[text] I don’t care if you’re throwing up lava, I’d rather spend the day with you than them

[text] Can you stop taking my underwear please?

[text] Might need you to bail me out…

[text]You’re really cute when you sleep

[text] Wish you were here

[text] So bored without you!

[text] You’re boring me.

[text] Surprise me!

[text] Where are you? I’m stuck talking to your uncle and he’s starting to interrogate me…

[text] I love you, see you later x

[text] I’m running late- sorry!

[text] Just want you to know, my parents want to meet you

[text] Do you want to go?

[text] I want to spoil you

[text] How do you do this everyday?

[text] So, when can I meet the parents?

[text] Why are you in a wedding dress shop?

[text] You’re late! What’s taking so long?

[text] I got your orange juice, was there anything else you wanted?

[text] Good morning future wife/ husband x

[text] Sleep well my love x

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Send me a symbol to recieve the following from my muse

Send ✆ for a morning text

Send ♔ for an angry text

Send  ♠ for a drunk text

Send ☏ for a vague text

Send ⁇ for a worried text

Send ♣ for a text not meant for you

Send ✘ for a text that should never have been sent

Send ✺for a saucy text

Send √ for a long winded confessing text 

Send ☠ for misguided advice

Send ☢ for a desperate text

Send ☼ for a congratulatory text

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Send my muse one of the following texts to see how they react:

[text]I need you so bad right now[/text]

[text]They know.[/text]

[text]I know everything.[/text]

[text]OH FUCK OH FUCK[/text]

[text]ARE YOU TRYING TO SEXT ME?[/text]

[text]Make sure you’re alone- I don’t want anyone else seeing what I’m about to sent you.[/text]

[text]I accidentally sent it to the wrong person, help?![/text]

[text]We need to talk[/text]

[text]I don’t want to talk about it[/text]

[text]The bed is definitely broken beyond repair…[/text]

[text]Delete my number[/text]

[text]Either way I’m going to make you scream my name by the end of the night[/text]

[text]Come over in the next 5 minutes, or not at all[/text]

[text]Stop ignoring me and pick up your phone[/text]

[text]I th  unk drink? Help me can home?!!!!! :xx)[/text]

[text]You free tomorrow?[/text]

[text]You left your shirt and I’ve been wearing it all day, so now it’s mine[/text]

[text]I don’t think you understand just how big is dick is!!![/text]

[text]Thanks to you, the new neighbours now know my name xxx [/text]

[text] If I said that I was wearing nothing but an apron and was armed with strawberries and whipped cream, how quickly would you come into the kitchen? [/text]

[text] What’s the dress code?[/text]

[text]Black, red w/ lace or  sheer white???? [/text]

[text]I know you said not to clean your room, but it was filthy- also for future reference, hide that in your sock draw and not under your pillow next him.[/text]

[text] YOU SAID THE BITES WEREN’T EVEN THAT VISIBLE?!?! MY BOSS HAS JUST GIVEN ME A SCARF TO COVER UP MY NECK FOR BEING “INAPPROPRIATE”[/text]

[text]I hear a celebration is in order?![/text]

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I’ll randomly generate a number from 1-24 to see how my muse reacts to:

Your muse making mine some hot chocolate

Your muse wrapped up as a present

Your muse making an awful snow man

Your muse asking for help putting up up decorations

Your muse singing carols

Your muse hiding mistletoe everywhere

Your muse hitting mine in the face with a snowball

Your muse being drunk after all the mistletoe and wine

Your muse putting out cookies and milk for Santa

Your muse getting a cold

Your muse tearing down all the Christmas  decor

Your muse making snow angels

Your muse eating too many candy canes and getting sick

Your muse in an ugly holiday sweater

Your muse forcing mine to wear an ugly sweater

Your muse wrapping presents

Your muse making yellow snow

Your muse trying to catch snowflakes on their tongue

Your muse trying to share a scarf with mine

Your muse confessing their love

Your muse inviting mine to go ice-skating

Your muse dressing up as santa

Your muse sitting on my muse’s knee

Your muse attaching jingle bells to everyone

Send my muse a "❆"

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Send one to see how my muse reacts.

"There’s nowhere we can hide."

"Don’t get too close."

"Maybe I should kill myself."

"I’m not listening."

"No one can hurt you now."

"Who do you think you are?"

"You’re gonna catch a cold."

"I wish that you would just leave."

"I love the way you laugh."

"A little evil goes a long, long way."

"Drink the wine."

"Maybe we could stick around for one more drink."

"Here’s to us."

"The last few days have kicked my ass."

"Nothing lasts forever."

"I don’t know what went wrong."

"I don’t need you here."

"Did I fall asleep?"

"I will not die."

"I’ll wait here for you."

"I feel numb."

"Deal with it."

"I don’t care."

"I hate the way I love you."

"I have no regrets."

"I love you too much to hide you."

"I didn’t kill anybody."

"There is no God."

"All monsters are human."

"You look beautiful, but you don’t look fine."

"You’re a liar and a cheat."

"Why do you think I’m here?"

"Crap, are you pregnant?"

"This is just perfect."

"You’ve done enough already."

"Do you know about the box?"

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The NSFW Meme List

Send in * for my muse’s reaction to yours slapping mine on the ass

Send in ♔ for my muse’s reaction to yours pushing mine up against the wall 

Send in ✺ for my muse’s reaction to yours pulling mine up over their shoulder

Send in  √  for my muse’s reaction to yours blindfolding mine

Send in $ for my muse’s reaction to yours groping mine

Send in ☏ for my muse’s reaction to getting sexted by yours 

Send in ☼ for my muse’s reaction to yours sliding their hand up mine’s thigh

Send in ✆ for my muse’s reaction to yours propositioning them for a good time

Send in ✘ for my muse’s reaction to a booty call

Send in ⁇ for my muse’s reaction to walking in on yours while bathing

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I never do these, but-- why the hell not? attentivephysician

Opinion on: Attentivephysician

Character in general: An amazing Bones, easily one of the top three Bones RPers on Tumblr. He is deep as he should be, caring and has a no bullshit attitude that is so perfectly Leonard McCoy.

How they play them: Elm knows Bones inside and out. It’s obvious that the mun knows Star Trek, and isn’t in it to play a pretty character (because Karl is droolworthy). Elm is in it to explore Leonard and all the things that make him one of the Triumvirate. In many ways McCoy is Kirk and Spock’s anchor without Leonard there’s no telling what stupid shit Jim could talk Spock into. Spock is much better at arguing against Jim’s plans to do the thing with Leonard at his side.

The Mun: Elm is flat out wonderful. I love geeking out to old vampire TV shows and comparing fandoms and muses we have played. I’m still shocked that we haven’t run into each other before over on LJ. Outside of fandom, he’s the best uncle and brother ever.

Do I:

RP with them: Yes and often

Want to RP with them: Forever and ever, and so should you.

What is my;

Overall Opinion: You are stuck with me, Elm. Much like Dracula, once I’m invited in, I’m very difficult to get rid of. 

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