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vulcanhello · 2 years

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star trek the savage trade was. so much. there were implications. there were friendships. there were ten thousand unfulfilled ideas. it was not well written but it WAS a ten course meal of food for thought

the most interesting part of this book was the complexity between spock and valek which was completely disregarded even though it arguably had the most interesting stuff going on. for example; when they meet up again after over ten years

varen is her twin brother, which we’ll get to. but here she’s pretty rude towards spock, despite later telling kirk that she felt bad for bullying him/formally arguing against his existence when they were kids. which. okay. only to LATER find out she’s been amongst humans for over ten years. she even starts this little romantic thing with kirk like this

she does stuff like this multiple times. kirk as the narrator even frequently mentions how ‘un-vulcan’ her actions are

i thought it might have been heading in a direction where she also felt like her emotions were getting the better of her as a kid, maybe making her feel like spock was better than her even being half vulcan, but no. it was just about her going along with every other vulcan’s prejudice towards him. then there was this whole thing where she came to take back her opinions because she respected sarek and amanda so much, and of course once spock grew up and proved himself’ she respected him too. but like. there’s so much there. the main point made here regarding all this was that vulcans underestimated spock because obviously spock is great but he couldn’t earn respect until he proved himself in his profession. until then though it was public debate over his existence. imagine your classmate getting up and arguing you shouldn’t be alive. and the only person who’s disagreeing with her is her brother. WHICH.

next point: spock ‘when i feel friendship for you i feel ashamed’ has longtime childhood friends he still keeps in contact with? obsessed. what’s this? you’re not going to include him in the narrative? bro. varen is apparently spock’s only friend from way back and this isn’t even talked about. it’s basically just the reason why valek was angry with spock as kids but she already didn’t like him so it wasn’t like her brother and spock being friends was a catalyst. what i’m getting at is that this author put SO MANY interesting things in the story and then just didn’t use them. ACTUALLY GOING OFF THAT

obsessed when novels mention sybok. this one’s especially interesting as according to her, sybok was seen as better than spock. in the final frontier novel it went that sybok felt like an outcast already, and was noticeably more emotional than other vulcans. spock, who assimilated and became as vulcan as possible to offset being half human, was still seen as less? insanity. i just feel like there’s so much going on here talking about spock’s childhood and then when you read the end of the savage trade spock’s just chillin with ben franklin absolutely uncaring (which good for him. if i met a childhood bully who was now everything she bullied ME for? i would be ruthless. spock elects to lose to benny frank in chess multiple times so he’s above all that)

anyways there was so much the author could have done with valek because she was really really interesting but her and spock almost never interact and it ends up falling pretty flat. LOST OPPORTUNITIES, like pretty much every star trek book in existence

ok one final thing the spock and varen being vulcan lab partners thing was really cute

#sorry i literally want to tear this book apart with my teeth THERE WAS SO MUCH THAT COULD HABE BEEN EXPANDED UPON #and yet the runtime is filled with kirk and valek trying to get togethr 💀#also like half the plotlines of the first half of the book were completely dropped in the end this was NOT a well written book but bro #whatever happened with valek and spock and varen was ten thousand times more interesting #especially if we wanna discuss spock having a single friend from childhood he still keeps in contact with #i think that’s nice that’s something i want for spock even if it doesn’t really fit his character as someone who felt so alienated from v #vulcans that he ended up in starfleet #i would love to read abt him and varen what do they talk about? apparently varen attended the VSA so #they send their upcoming papers back and forth for editing and in the space version of google doc comments they drop all the drama from #their respective workplaces #ok fr tho i think this part of the book would have benefitted from valek and spock having more interactions. i mean she’s REALLY out here #acting very human and the FIRST thing she does is get on his case about FRIENDSHIP? when literal chapters later she commits the same crime!#i KNOW its bad writing bc in what world would spock admit to having friends but BRO. in the context of the story taking it at face value BRO #also. it was kinda funny that in the beginning of the book kirk is so wow mr spock its like we have a consistent and ongoing mindmeld we’re #so in synch <3 #and then turns around and falls in love with this woman because she’s sooo vulcan #sorry! it’s funny to me. what do you really want sir 🤔#ok kidding i thought the valek / kirk thing was kinda sweet #i need to annotate this book and everything because the only thing mccoy did this whole story was have crazy sex with the ex gf of the #guy who wrote candid which. not my fav of the high school lit but #there was a slavery plot that mostly got dropped with the two alien races from the beginning #i think if i could rewrite any book it would be this one because it was THERE IT WAS ALL THERE. it just needed the talent and the time #okokok im done. for now #captain’s log #trek books #tos

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speedygal · 7 years

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The evolution of a average trekker writer

I thought of making this post because when you think about it. IT’S TRUE. For trekkers learning the robes in writing each character, of course.

Bones ran after KiRK DOWN THE HALL WITH HIS HYPOSPRAY IN HAND GOING PAST SEVERAL WOMEN AND MEN SCREAMING OFF THE TOP OF HIS LUNGS,” GET BACK HERE JIM!” Kirk was terrified.

McCoy ran after Jim down the hall with a padd in one hand, speeding past security officers and some science officers, while shouting off the top of his lungs, “Get back here, you little infant!” Nyota came to the side watching the two men engage in a chase. Jim was avoiding paperwork, again. His vaccines were just last week.

Kirk was walking down the hall without Spock. His first officer had made good pointers. And there was something about those lips. Those thighs. Those wist. Those cheeks. Those hands. And his entire being screamed to be on top of him. Kirk had a fantasy about hooking up with his first officer. They barely knew each other. Just had been thrown into space. But there was a emotional connection to a man who wasn’t was. Despite how Selek had tried to prevent a emotional transference. He failed. He saw all the memories. A emotional, comforted, loving relationship built on trust and respect and dotting over each other and--- Kirk wasn’t worth of it. He just wasn’t. How could he be worth of a Vulcan like that? So loyal and trust worthy.

Jim was walking down the hall without Spock. The corridor was empty. Spock had made a good point. Thee was something about him that Jim liked. Was it being correct? Having his back? Being a nerd? How drop dead handsome he was. Was it those brown eyes? Was it all the memories and emotional transference, the ambassador Spock Prime, had dumped on him? Was he even worthy of someone like Spock? Spock was different. A ocean of violent emotions being controlled at bay. Why was he suppose Spock’s soulmate? He had a record. Spock didn’t. He was thrusted with responsibility, greatness, and . . . How could he be saddled with a loyal crew like that? Let alone a Vulcan? He trusted a Vulcan. Because they were calculative and knew what they were doing.

Spock couldn’t keep himself restrained. Every touch by the captain was arousing--

No improvement there.

Uhura eyed at the two men. He LIKED he captain. SHE KNEW IT!!!!!

Nyota eyed at the captain and first officer. Then to Christine tending to a security officer’s injuries. She looked back toward her ex-boyfriend who appeared to be worrying over his captain. Part of her felt it was supposed to be that way. She didn’t know how to start a conversation wit a nurse. Like, hello? How do you say, “Hi, I have a crush on you” without sounding like a bit creepy? McCoy looked over toward Nyota’s direction then walked right over toward her.

“MOWE, MOWE, MOWE!” Chekov shouted. “I KAN DO IT!”

“And so the cow said, “Moo?” Pavel said. “And the Russian said, “Moo?”

Sulu pulled the leveler down.

“Pasha, I have a plant in botany you might like.” Hikaru said.

Scotty was behind the console.

“Aye aye, captain.” Scotty said.

“Keenser and I are goin’ down to shore leave, Romaine,” Scotty said. “Ye sure ye dinnae want tae come down and enjoy the ladies?” Scotty raised his eyebrow up. “I am on medical shore leave for that head injury in engineerin’.”

“Scotty, I would love to but I am not on shore leave.” Romaine said.

Scotty frowned.

“Ahh,” Scotty said, leaning back. “All right. See ye after shore leave, Romaine.”

Demora was four years old.

No improvement because she is adorable as hell. It was supposed to be Joanna.

Joanna was three years old.

“Daddy!” Joanna grabbed McCoy into a hug.

“Pumpkin!” McCoy reciprocated. “How is my little nurse doin’?”

“Mom doesn’t want me to be a nurse.” Joanna said. She was eleven years old. “I want to be a doctor just like you and help people in space!”

Jocelyn divorced him. And still bitter with him.

“Hey, how is our grumpy bear?” Jocelyn asked.

“Fine.” McCoy said. “And you?”

“Better than I was before,” Jocelyn said. “Did you say yes?” Her eyes widened in hope. “God say yes, your daughter won’t stop talking about Uncle Spock and Uncle Jim. I want her to say daddy Spock and father Jim instead of Uncle.”

Winona, Jim’s mother--

“Miss Miller?” Spock asked.

Winona smiled, giving the ta’al.

“Greetings son in law.” Winona’s cheeks were a hot shade of pink. “I heard you nearly lost him in the amazon.”

“That is a understantement.” Spock said. “He nearly lost me there.”

Pike died. And has a mysterious daughter.

“Can I attend your public wedding?” Pike asked.

“Sure.” Jim said.

“Okay I am bringing my wife and daughters---” Pike said.

“Wait you have daughters?” Jim asked.

“Yeah, do you know any girls I can hook them up with? They haven’t been out dating since they got out of high school. They need some new girls to hang out with.” Pike looked at him. “Do you?”

“Sorry, no.” Jim said.

“Damn. Maybe I should introduce the girls to the Orion cadets I met earlier.” Pike said. “They are so picky.”

That man was not Khan Noonien Singh--

“Ambassador Spock!” The officer said. “You destroyed the botany bay!”

Spock Prime looked in their direction with a hard glare.

“The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few.“ Spock Prime said.

Kirk was leaned against the wall behind the glass door.

Jim was leaned against the glass door with dead skin. The radiation had done its toll on him. His once pretty face was scarred. His chest wrecked in pain. His saphire eyes looked up toward the Vulcan whose hands were on the window. He closed the door then reached his hand out expressing sorrow through their bond. It was funny, Spock should be here. He died defending a alien ship from the Enterprise. He was dying from helping people be saved from his ship that went under the control of a virus.

It was fun.

And humbling.

To have served with Spock and the crew.

His T’hy’lara now had two.

His Bones can take care of him.

He had to.

“James T. Kirk? How did you find me?”

“Jim?” Spock Prime stood there in sheer amazement looking down on the old man sat down on the snow of New Vulcan. “How did you find me?” The sheer emotions clouded down upon the elder as he held a hand out for the human. “I did not think you would come after me.”

Kirk Prime took Spock Prime’s hand with a grin.

“You can’t get rid of me that easily, old friend.” Kirk Prime grabbed Spock Prime into a hug. “No Klingons here this time.” Spock Prime’s hands wrapped around the elder man’s backside.

Spock softly whispered, “T’hy’la.”

Kirk Prime would explain, later, how he found his husband.

“Her name is Carol Marcus.”

“Hhis name is David Marcus.” Carol said, gesturing toward the little boy in her arms.

Jim knelt down to the little boy with hazel eyes.

“He has my moms eyes.” Jim said.

Amanda is dead. After falling to her death.

“Mother!” Spock said.

Amanda was showing off the baby pictures of Spock and Sybok to both Jim and McCoy.

“That’s your husband chewing on I-Chaya’s ear.” Amanda said.

“Daww, I never realized he was that cute.” McCoy said.

“I love it.” Jim said.

George was a constant figure over Jim’s shoulder--

“Jim, get a boyfriend.” George said.

“Dad, no!” Jim said.

“I can trust you with my brother’s corvette.” George said. Frank was a terrible father figure. That George knew but the car was his to wrek not Jims. Which was why he hid the damn keys. “Get a boyfriend who knows how to drive.”

“I know how to drive.” Jim said.

“No, you don;t. I tried, and you largely ignored it.” George said.

“You taught me to drive a hover car.” Jim said.

“Honey, he is yours!” George said. “Shore leave is over!”

Sarek chewed out Spock. And never was seen again.

“Your kid a terrible driver too?” George asked.

“He cannot drive a motorcycle. He prefers to walk.” Sarek said. “He prefers to climb the mountains.” No wonder Spock is bold and patient, George thought, here I was trying to iron my kid out from being under my brothers care and he does better than I!

“Hey, lets in a motorcycle game. Sarek.” George said.

“A motorcycle game?” Sarek asked.

“Gang, I meant.” George said, rubbing his forehead. Sometimes the words sounded better in his head.

“That would be a reasonable use of our time.” Sarek said.

“Yeah, WHEN YOU ARE NOT BUSY BEING A AMBASSADOR!” George drives away on his motorcycle leaving the Ambassador to the dust. Winona and Amanda were exchanging stories on the porch over sweet tea with Eleanor McCoy in between them. They were laughing at the startled Vulcan. George was giving the middle finger as he left.

You can rearrange any of these scenes into a full on story.

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