Star Trek: Enterprise "The Trashmen"

[Andrew Joshua Talon]

Star Trek: Enterprise did some profoundly stupid, messed up, ridiculous and shitty things throughout much of it's run. From causing interstellar wars, to killing thousands of colonists by mere virtue of being there, to committing genocide based on the writer's ignorance of how evolution actually works (and the twisted Prime Directive of the TNG-era), the Enterprise NX-01 has certainly racked up quite the fuck up count.

How they managed to create a Federation after accumulating that much ill will is astonishing. Or perhaps, it's all due to the work of a single vessel trailing Enterprise and cleaning up after it.

Enter the Starship Challenger, the only other Warp Five capable starship built to date. Due to politics, nepotism, public interest and other things outside the bounds of normal science but perfect reasonable within the realm of Star Trek, Captain Jonathan Archer got command of the Enterprise and filled his ship with unqualified idiots. Why they would be allowed to proceed at all has been the source of mystery, and the answer is quite simple: Earth had another ship of competent people willing to let Enterprise take the flack and attention off the Challenger doing the real work and laying the foundations for the Federation.

Why? Because some guy from the future told them that Archer had to be Captain of the Enterprise otherwise the future would be screwed. And Starfleet, while outwardly idiotic and PC, did possess a core of officers and friends in high places who thought that having someone competent to keep Enterprise out of trouble was a good idea.

Obviously, they haven't done everything just right, but after every disaster Challenger has been right behind Enterprise, fixing everything up with the assistance of the three competent and undervalued officers aboard Enterprise: Hoshi Sato, Travis Mayweather, and Malcolm Reed.

Discuss, and if you want to take this idea up, by all means, it's yours.

 

[David Alan Abramczyk]

If you want, you can use some of my characters that I use for my games to fill out a position or two on the Challenger's Command Staff.

 

[Andrew Joshua Talon]

If you want, you can use some of my characters that I use for my games to fill out a position or two on the Challenger's Command Staff.

Go ahead.

 

[David Alan Abramczyk]

Well, first off, how about this bloke who I've regularly played for First Officer:

Commander G. E. Lambert

An old-school officer and gentleman from Liverpool in the UK in his early thirties, Lambert is a man of contrasts. When you first meet him, your eyes are drawn to his crooked nose, slightly sunken eyes and scarred face, and many assume that this tall and solidly built man is just a petty thug. Then he opens his mouth, and proves himself an intelligent and well-spoken, even charming man, whose disfigurement is due to having had a hobby as an amateur boxer in hs teens.

His career file notes that he a thoughtful and somewhat cautious man, who looks before he leaps, and can often come up with surprising solutions to seemingly insolvable situations. In his off-duty hours, he builts model kits and solves crosswords, often while relaxing to Pachebel's Canon in D.

Appearence wise, he is nearly 200cm tall, with a solid, strong build; wavy dark blonde hair which he keeps cut short, and very clear blue eyes.

 

[Lord Raa]

Well, first off, how about this bloke who I've regularly played for First Officer:

Commander G. E. Lambert

An old-school officer and gentleman from Liverpool in the UK in his early thirties, Lambert is a man of contrasts. When you first meet him, your eyes are drawn to his crooked nose, slightly sunken eyes and scarred face, and many assume that this tall and solidly built man is just a petty thug. Then he opens his mouth, and proves himself an intelligent and well-spoken, even charming man, whose disfigurement is due to having had a hobby as an amateur boxer in hs teens.

His career file notes that he a thoughtful and somewhat cautious man, who looks before he leaps, and can often come up with surprising solutions to seemingly insolvable situations. In his off-duty hours, he builts model kits and solves crosswords, often while relaxing to Pachebel's Canon in D.

Appearence wise, he is nearly 200cm tall, with a solid, strong build; wavy dark blonde hair which he keeps cut short, and very clear blue eyes.

Well-spoken, gentleman Scouser?

Oh wait, you're serious.


BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH


Thanks, I needed that after those flashbacks from a thread in the General Rants section.

Besides, you forgot the most important thing about a man from Liverpool - is he a red or a blue?

 

[David Alan Abramczyk]

He affects a Recieved Pronounciation accent most of the time, but when surprised or stressed, drops into his native Scouser. And, depending on whether the club survived into the 23rd Century or not, he's an Everton fan.

Funnily enough, when I first drew up the character outline, he was Lowland Scots, but over time, he changed to being a Liverpuddlian.