I love that the entire resolution of Amok Time depends on the fact that McCoy was going to what he thought was basically a wedding and thought, “hmm, better pack tranquilizers”.
the rate at which the ship consoles fucking EXPLODE on Star Trek is insane. I’m living in the early 21st century and yet my computer has never ONCE sprayed sparks. what happened? is it some sort of necessary sacrifice that in order for them to run they have to have the constitution of an egg filled with fireworks?
Spock whenever the slightest opportunity suggests itself: gotta tie this strip of fabric around my forehead, definitely to disguise my ears and not just because I think it makes me look cool
concept: a star trek series where the main characters are truly totally insignificant ensigns who work in engineering or security or whatever. they sleep in bunk beds. theyre on the night shift. they cant remember the last time theyve even seen their captain