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TERRY FARRELL
If she hadn’t played Jadzia Dax, I never would’ve gotten into Deep Space Nine. If I had never gotten into DS9, I probably would’ve written Star Trek off as antiquated hokum about pointy ears and rubber foreheads and never given the franchise a chance. You can thank her for indirectly making me a Trek fan.
My guess is that it’s the SE, and that if something is happening, it will be announced in May
Unfortunately I think you’ll be right about it being the SE. I believe that all iterations of the SE are counterfeit versions of the OT. George Lucas is a sociopath with a double digit IQ who cruelly took away our movies, and now Disney is tragically respecting his wishes.
While I guess I agree with some of the basic general sentiment there, the words you typed read like PT writing.
Can’t we all agree that Lucas is still a terrible person?
George is putting most of the money he got from the Disney deal towards charitable causes. How about cutting the guy just a little slack?
Frevious has been saying this stuff for 10 years, he’s not about to change now. Lucas is terrible, new Star Wars is terrible, the SE did terrible things to him physically, blah blah blah.
And I’m as guilty as anyone, but this is why we just need to ignore him unless he’s saying something rational.
Which happens less often than a perfect alignment of the planets.
Nothing has been rational ever since I was taken off my meds.
WYSHS
No, I suppose it wasn’t.
Sexual euphemism has been redacted.
I think’s there’s a profound difference between being nasty after someone attacks/slights you and being nasty because you’re an antisocial asshole.
- Stop acting like your shit doesn’t stink.
I’m not positive but I believe Duracell was actually defending you.
I believe he’s using my quote as a response to Fo.
To this discussion:
Had myself another Trek dream. This one was far more conventional than the one I mentioned before. It took place during the Dominion War, before Jadzia Dax’s death.
For the last several decades/couple centuries, an offshoot of the Federation had been living within a pocket universe in self-imposed exile, but they had returned, claiming they wanted to rejoin the Federation and assist in the fight against the Dominion.
Sisko, Jadzia, Bashir, myself (assuming the role of an anonymous goldshirt who had the hots for Jadzia), and a security team travelled to an uninhabited planet to meet with the representatives of the Offshoots. Once we were there, though, we were attacked by Offshoot ships. Taken prisoner, we were sent into the pocket universe to the Offshoot capital world, where we learned the Offshoots’ true plan was to conquer the Federation and make it a part of their own cruel empire.
Some weird metafictional shit then went down. We were placed in a watery cell, but it really was just a shallow tank on a set, with cameras pointed at us. Then the tank was a waterlogged wooden floor, which I laid upon and slapped to produce the in-camera sound effects.
We then found ourselves in a small room, where we found a twelve-year-old boy sitting at a table under a solitary bright light furiously cutting and trimming pictures out of magazines. When we asked him if he was making a collage, he told us that while the Offshoots sometimes allowed him to glue the clippings into his scrapbook, for the most part they were forcing him to aimlessly cut the pictures out for hours on end just as a form of psychological torture.
The dream went hazy after that. There was an evil bulldog alien and a large box full of Simpsons comics, but that’s all I remember from that point forward.
[JEDIT]
Oh, and the Offshoot ruling family were distant relatives of Sisko or something.
Nah.
I’m still calling it Disney Wars to differentiate it from the OT.
I’m calling it (SW stories, sequel trilogy) the “body snatchers era”: looks like SW, feels like SW, but it’s not SW.
That’s still more than can be said for the prequels.
PT: doesn’t look like SW, doesn’t feel like SW, but it’s SW.
While I’m loath to [REDACTED] Ayn Rand’s [REDACTED], you’re objectively wrong.
My guess is that it’s the SE, and that if something is happening, it will be announced in May
Unfortunately I think you’ll be right about it being the SE. I believe that all iterations of the SE are counterfeit versions of the OT. George Lucas is a sociopath with a double digit IQ who cruelly took away our movies, and now Disney is tragically respecting his wishes.
While I guess I agree with some of the basic general sentiment there, the words you typed read like PT writing.
Can’t we all agree that Lucas is still a terrible person?
George is putting most of the money he got from the Disney deal towards charitable causes. How about cutting the guy just a little slack?
Frevious has been saying this stuff for 10 years, he’s not about to change now. Lucas is terrible, new Star Wars is terrible, the SE did terrible things to him physically, blah blah blah.
And I’m as guilty as anyone, but this is why we just need to ignore him unless he’s saying something rational.
Which happens less often than a perfect alignment of the planets.
Did you use threats of physical violence or blackmail?
Wait, so he’s not simply an anti-fanedit Lucas fanboy? He’s a fan-editor who’s basically popping in to say that his fan-edit is the only right kind of fan-edit and everyone else should just pack up their toys and go home?
That’s even worse!
I’m sure in frivolous’ world, anyone short of a perfect saint is a terrible person.
After the Superboy of Earth-17 mysteriously disappeared, the benign Lex Luthor of that world unwittingly released a trio of Kryptonian criminals – Dru-Zod, Quex-Ul, and Zaora-Ul – from the Phantom Zone. Free of their prison, and without Superboy around to stop them, they wreaked havoc upon the Earth, using their nigh-godlike powers to devastate the surface of the planet and slaughter billions.
As Superboy had been the only superpowered hero on Earth-17, there was no one else on the planet capable of taking on the Kryptonian supervillains. In dire need of a new superhero, Luthor took it upon himself to create one. Using his knowledge of genetics and abiogenesis, he created an artificial humanoid: the Matrix. Modelled after Luthor’s dead lover, Lana Lang, Matrix was completely female in appearance, visually indistinguishable from the woman she had been patterned after. Unlike the late Lana, however, Matrix possessed a host of superhuman abilities: flight; enhanced durability; accelerated healing; and the ability to manipulate light, allowing her to render herself invisible, create holographic disguises, or even generate devastating laser blasts en par with Superboy’s heat vision.
Matrix – christened Supergirl by Luthor – was quickly put to the task of fighting the Phantom Zone escapees. Unfortunately, it became clear that for all her powers, she still was no match for the immensely powerful Kryptonians, and they easily defeated her. Coming to the conclusion that only Superboy could fight these monsters, Luthor set about probing the multiverse in search for one. In time he found Earth-0, which was home to a SuperMAN. Confident that the Superman of Earth-0 would be able to do the job required, Luthor sent Supergirl through a hypertime platform to Earth-0 to recruit him.
After Superman was brought through to Earth-17, Luthor and his allies planned a last, desperate gamble against the Kryptonian criminals. The gamble ultimately failed; Superman was overpowered, Supergirl was grievously injured, and the resistance fighters were all slaughtered. To add insult to injury, the Kryptonians decided to finish the remaining humans off; using their immense physical strength, they drilled holes through to the Earth’s core, unleashing a cataclysm which killed the planet and everything on it.
With the entire world dead, Zod and the Uls decided to use Luthor’s hypertime platform to travel to Earth-0, where they would continue their genocidal massacre. Without any further choice, Superman used the green kryptonite of that universe – which was harmless to him – to execute the criminals, finally bringing their reign of terror to an end. Taking Matrix – who had been burned down to a barely human crisp – with him, he left Earth-17 for his home universe.
Once back on Earth-0, Superman placed Matrix in the care of his parents. Adopting her as a surrogate daughter, they decided to name her Mae Kent and began nursing her back to health. After several months passed, Matrix healed from her wounds, but the damage done had left its mark on her; her hair, which had been a fiery red, had been permanently altered to a light blond.
A number of years passed, and in May of 1959, Mae Kent made her public debut as the Earth-0 Supergirl, adopting an updated version of the costume she had lost on Earth-17.
“Starfuckers, Inc.” – Nine Inch Nails
Oh, shut up.
I’ll be in Europa from Christmas to January 4th!
Europa, eh?
I hope you packed a parka. I hear the surface temperature at the equator never rises above −160°C.
Except the Ditko costume is red and black and awesome. The MCU Spidey costume is neither of those latter two things.
Had another one of my patented “watching a movie” dreams.
In this movie/dream, Bryan Adams played a married father of three. When his youngest son died, he decided to leave his wife and two remaining children and become a bounty hunter; donning gray pants and a gray ranger hat with some weird head-sleeve that come out from under the brim, he took to wandering a perpetually stormy wilderness in search of criminals to bring to justice.
Yet that doesn’t keep you from running around like Chicken Little with her head cut off.
Don’t bother arguing with the troll. He’s here just to piss all over the place.
Nah.
I’m still calling it Disney Wars to differentiate it from the OT.
I’m calling it (SW stories, sequel trilogy) the “body snatchers era”: looks like SW, feels like SW, but it’s not SW.
That’s still more than can be said for the prequels.
Maybe if Green Lanterns practiced interpretive dance. . . .
Worthless, Lucas apologist claptrap.
FTFY
I see it.
You need to clear your cache.
God Youtube is the fucking worst.
God YouTube’s not looking for the cure.
God YouTube’s not concerned about the sick among the pure.
God YouTube let’s go dancing on the backs of the bruised.
God YouTube’s not one to choose.