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oldschoolfrp · 1 day
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First contact, or a miscommunication about which miniatures you were supposed to bring to tonight's game (John Karp, The Space Gamer 17, May-June 1978)
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mskenway97 · 3 days
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Snuggling between Orion and d-16 for warmth and comfort >:] d 16 is wary of the human but eventually relents to caring for them, his digit rubbing the humans head as they sleep
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Awww ikko this has given me the following drabble:
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After a while the human understands that those next two robots are not hotiles. Although the grey bot looked at you suspicious every time it came on the other hand the red and blue bot was delighted with the human. Orion literally would not let go of the human, anything could be dangerous for the human. Unlike them, the human could hurt itself or be a cause of death. D16 watched them from a distance, that being was still a mystery at any moment it could do something to hurt them but partly he felt some envy of the being snuggled in Orion's arms.
-It is very immobile… Are you sure it's okay? - D16 asked looking at the human as it was taking another stance. D16 wouldn't admit it but she was adorable curled up like that.
-I think it's recharging… I haven't seen him like that in front of us. You'll have to watch him for a while while I'm gone,” said Orion gently laying the human down on his berth. D16 shook his head - What?! No I'm not going to keep that! - he said as Orion snapped at him
-You're going to interrupt his recharge… I'm only going to be gone for a while. He's not going to do anything to you, D16,” said Orion as he approached the door, ‘I won't be long, I'll be right back,’ whispered Orion leaving D16 with the word in his mouth. D16 folded his arms and sulked, he stared at the human, he couldn't believe they would leave him in charge of this. If they were caught he could get in trouble but he couldn't…. He approached the huddled human.
He stroked its head with his digit “So calm like this, if you were awake you would fear me… Orion do this so easy” thought D16 as the human snuggled closer to his servo making him look at him. D16 noticed his temperature dropping somewhat. He looked around, moved the human a little to bring him a little closer to his spark. He saw that the human had a smile on his face making him feel a little warmer in his core. He closed his optics as he placed his servos close to it. Hours later….
-Sorry, D16… I take a lot… - Orion said as he saw the human and D16 reloading together in his berth. Orion's sparkle felt the emotion, it was one of the most adorable things he had ever seen. He saw that there was a gap in his berth and placed his arm around D16 and let the human close to his spark as well and close his optics. At that moment the human felt that he was for a moment in a better place than his bed on earth.
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ultra-phthalo · 2 days
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Enclosure Encounter
[Transformers Reversed First Contact AU. Your encounter with an unspecified bot held in an enclosure] Word count: 725 ------------------------------------------------------------- To not be heard. Imagine talking to someone and they don’t know that you were talking to them. Do you ever remember being distressed? Something had happened, your stress evident in the most readable wide eyes you have ever seen. Your movement hasty and you raise your voice to beg the person in front of you to do something. But the release of acknowledgement never came. Devoid of any reaction to your voice. Your distress was invisible to the person next to you. You were the unreadable one…
Looking at the light of the enclosure reflecting off the red railing in front of you. You watch your fist’s grip tighten around the railing from the memory. The metal to skin contact made an odd creaking noise that peaked above the catting crowd. The hums of accidental bumps and kids impatiently slapping the railing buzzing through your hands. The sight of the bot’s far off gaze and spent form returned that unpleasant memory. Clearly your mind is still hung up on something.
The early morning visit to this natural history museum exhibit was meant to be a last minute decision. But you had no clue that you'd got the luck of turning up here during feeding time.
A grinding noise was heard as the bot finally noticed its tray of mini pink energon cubes. It sat beside the tray. The whole set up having the energy of a regular person sitting at a cafe. Eating from a raised blocky table and sat on a cube for chair. The bot avoiding eye contact from all angles.
The bot began to slow its chewing. And looked in your general direction. “It’s going to freak out.” Murmured one voice. “Do you think it’s going to snap at us?” Another. There was excitement when the chewing stopped entirely. Energon crumbs on its face. The sight causing you to reach for your phone. *Click*
You glance at your phone screen before returning it to your bag. The bot’s optics dead centre with the lens of your camera. You felt the buzz of the crowd skip.
The lone bot that had its back against the corner of the enclosure got up and was walking towards your direction. “Is the glass capable to hold a bot like that back?” The thought whipped by. “There must be something more interesting to it behind me. It couldn’t have been because of me-.”
The bot sat down beside the glass. Closer than ever before. You stuck to your spot. As others stepped back. The bot had its tray of energon with it. And proceeded to break a pink chunk off and leave the share in front of you. “He’s sharing his food with me?”
Looking over the pink shimmer of the crumb of energon through the glass. And looking back up to the face of a bot taking their time calmly snacking next to you. You can’t help but let a smile slip. Before impulsively putting a hand over your mouth from the shock. Optics — giving you a wide eyed response. Puffing a sharp exhale. You grab something from your bag. Pulling out a chocolate bar, you break a row and place it on the small ledge outside of the enclosure glass. Then breaking a second row for yourself. The bot’s language as it leaned closer telling you it was intensely interested in what you were doing. With it flashing a smile back as it saw your acceptance of the gift and the gesture of giving something back in your own strange way.
They managed to find a way to socialise with one another. But with both sides finishing their last portions. You felt another tug as the bot relaxed leaning to the side you stood. With its regular glancing making sure you were still there next to him. You had to go now. Turning your back to the bot. The light of your familiarity guided his eyes through the crowd. And you left.
The two gifts, unable to be taken by either side of today’s wonderful exchange. Stayed together long after you and the bot lost sight of one another. As you gave that last, shy and real goodbye wave to the bot. Your hand seen above all else. Followed by a foolish sensation, causing you to dive into the hallway of the next room.
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frogayyyy · 23 days
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somewhere out there, there's an 11 year old zefram cochrane probably flibbity toileting or something. and one day in 39 years time, he's going to accidentally kiss a vulcan and change the timeline.
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slashere · 23 days
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HAPPY FIRST CONTACT DAY !!! don’t worry guys only 39 more years until we meet the vulcans 🖖
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trek-tracks · 22 days
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Happy First Boop Contact Day (April 5, 2063)
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m0rbs · 20 days
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Ok i said I’d draw it but unfortunately I currently lack the strength to draw it Well. There’s always next year. And also every other day of my life.
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overseer-picard · 2 months
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Just a random assortment of Trek photos that have been slumbering in my phone.
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angrywarrior69 · 22 days
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Happy First Contact Day
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crystal-mouse · 22 days
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He is Zefnough 😌
(tags via @beloved-icarus on @trekcore 's post)
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mskenway97 · 1 day
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Well here I have another drabble in mind focusing a little on how Ih got there:
You couldn't complain about how you lived but on days when Orion and D 16 weren't around and you'd stare out the window you'd think about how you got there.
You were a scientist helping in maintenance, you had always been fascinated by space travel. You had put a lot of effort, days and nights studying for see more... Earth was not in its best situation due to pollution and destruction of land. They were desperate to find a solution before it became unsustainable.
To see what was beyond was your dream, to see the innovations but of course no one had ever gone further than a trip to Saturn and finding a compatible world was also complicated. There were ways to survive thanks to the new spacesuits that were like a second skin, batteries that would take years to break down. You specialized in those designs and configurations.
Until one day you approached one of the ships they were working with, they said it was able to go farther than expected...
Your curiosity got the better of you and you entered the ship, you were surprised by the lack of security. You didn't dare to touch anything out of the ordinary until you saw that the surroundings were closing and an alarm sounded and then everything went black.
By then you were already on their planet. You were still looking for explanations as to what happened when you fainted, were they looking for you? You asked yourself a lot of questions: was it a mistake, was it planned?
But you had to access the ship's computer which was fried but maybe you could reroute the power. Your thoughts were interrupted for a sound.
You heard the door to see D16 had arrived first, he didn't seem to be very happy. You moved from the table. You jumped and move your arms and hands , you caught his attention. His optics focused on you as he placed the servo on the table. You knew what it meant, so you went upstairs as you snuggled into his chest.
When he had days like this he liked to have you near his spark he wouldn't admit it but he liked to have you close as your hands gently touched him.
Your mind while I was between you had to know what happened and if someone was looking for you. But...
Did you want to get out of here? Leave them? Thinking about it only hurt your heart but you wished you could talk to them, know what they were doing outside.
You felt divided... They had kept you safe but you had to know what happened.
Your thoughts were interrupted as he nuzzled you. making you purr a little, embarrassing you on the other hand D16 I thought that sound you made was adorable.
You relaxed and let those thoughts drift away. Only one remained that they might not like your action.
You need to get back to your ship.
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tennant · 9 months
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STAR TREK: FIRST CONTACT (1996), dir. Jonathan Frakes STAR TREK: STRANGE NEW WORLDS - "Lost in Translation"
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akfamilyhome · 1 year
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lesbianslovedata · 1 year
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first contact
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microsff · 4 months
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After the First Contact formalities, the alien ambassadors said: "There is so much we want to learn from you."
"From us?"
"You humans have string."
"String?"
"Only you have invented string. And you use them for so much!"
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spockvarietyhour · 8 months
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Stargate Atlantis "First Contact"
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