Rest in Peace to the Legend himself, James Earl Jones.
In the swirling chaos of the Battle of Wolf 359, where the Federation’s fleet clashed with the relentless Borg cube, hope was a scarce commodity. The starships, valiant as they were, found themselves outmatched by the Borg’s superior firepower and seemingly impenetrable defenses.
It was then that a peculiar blue box, the TARDIS, materialized amidst the debris of fallen ships. The Doctor stepped out, sonic screwdriver in hand, a determined glint in his eyes. He was no stranger to impossible odds, and the plight of the Federation moved him.
The Doctor quickly assessed the situation and devised a plan. He knew the Borg’s strength lay in their collective consciousness. If he could introduce a paradox, something the Borg couldn’t assimilate or understand, it could create a moment of vulnerability.
With the help of a small team of Starfleet officers who beamed aboard the TARDIS, The Doctor synchronized the ship’s time vortex manipulator with the Borg’s transwarp conduit. As the TARDIS’ engines whirred and the Borg cube began to assimilate the signal, The Doctor initiated the paradox—a message of individuality broadcasted on a frequency only the Borg could perceive.
The message spread like wildfire through the Borg’s collective mind, each drone suddenly overwhelmed with a sense of self. Confusion rippled through the cube as drones hesitated, their unified purpose faltering.
Seizing the moment, the Federation fleet unleashed all they had. The Borg, distracted by the existential crisis within, could not defend themselves effectively. The cube sustained critical damage and, in a blinding explosion, was destroyed.
The Doctor, having saved the Federation from certain defeat, received gratitude from admirals and ensigns alike. But he didn’t stay for the celebrations; his work there was done. With a smile and a wave, he disappeared into the TARDIS, off to his next adventure across time and space.
The Battle of Wolf 359 would be remembered not just as a close call with annihilation, but as the day The Doctor, a mysterious hero from another universe, came to the rescue of the United Federation of Planets.
He’s wearing a batman mask
Excluding the crucial fact that office jobs pay you an income….if staying home to raise children and do chores and bake bread was really so much easier and more joyful than working in an office on some objective level, why aren’t men doing it? Why aren’t they chomping at the bit to be ~leisurely house husbands~ to a working wife? Why aren’t they stepping up to depend solely on someone else’s income in exchange for round-the-clock domestic labor, if it’s really as blissful and their propaganda suggests? Curious.
Happy Superman Day Everyone!!
Art by Dan Mora
Today, we mourn Bernard Hill (King Theoden). May he rest among the halls of his father 😔
the muskification of twitter except it's lex luthor instead of elon lol
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