Commander Charles Tucker III
23 November 2011 @ 08:58 pm
So, Moriarty's gone. Guy drove me kinda crazy, but I'd been kinda hoping we were making some progress. Thanks, Admiral, or whoever the hell's responsible for people getting yanked outta here.

I still believe we're doin' the right thing here, because the system obviously works but, not gonna lie, I'd appreciate it more if my inmates didn't get booted over the side as soon as we started making actual progress.

[Private to T'Pol]

[lol awkward pause. :c] You remember that conversation we were havin' a few days ago?
 
 
Commander Charles Tucker III
07 November 2011 @ 01:33 pm
So this makes the fifth time I've almost died of dehydration or frozen to death. If I was more superstitious, I'd think the universe was tryin' to tell me something.

... Back during our first year out on Enterprise, me and our tactical officer were investigating an asteroid field out in one of our shuttlepods. We lost sensors and communications for a while, so we'd been outta contact with the ship when we found an asteroid with an impact crater and debris from Enterprise on it. We thought the ship had been destroyed, we only had ten days of air left on board, and we had no way of contacting Starfleet to tell them what had happened. Malcolm was dead set on the whole thing bein' pointless, we should just give up and start makin' records of what happened for when anyone found the shuttlepod with our bodies on it, but I didn't want to write us off just yet.

Of course it turned out Enterprise was fine, but it was a long couple days of freezin' bickering before we figured it out, because of the damaged comm system. Malcolm was dictating letters to every girl he ever dated, which made it kinda hard to focus on actually tryin' to fix the damn ship, especially when some of the little bits of asteroid punctured the hull and cut our oxygen down to about two days for the both of us. We blew up our impulse drive so Enterprise would have something to look for, but we didn't have a way to tell if it'd worked or not, and I almost climbed out of the airlock so he'd have more time to wait for rescue.

Anyway. They found us with a couple hours of oxygen left, and we spent the next couple days in sickbay tryin' to get warmed up again. If they'd shown up a little later, we would've frozen to death or asphyxiated.

I'd kinda rather be stuck in the CES like that again rather than think it was just me and one other person stuck in space, thinkin' everyone else we cared about was dead and knowin' we weren't gonna be that far behind.

[Private to Moriarty]

We need to have a talk.

[Private to the Admiral, added in after talking with Jim]

Please give Moriarty his filters back.
 
 
Commander Charles Tucker III
09 October 2011 @ 01:17 pm
[Warden Filter]

Jim Moriarty's the one who put Coyo up to killin' Lupin. I've sent him to Zero and taken away his filters. If anyone wants to discuss it further, lemme know.
 
 
Commander Charles Tucker III
07 October 2011 @ 01:49 pm
[The first several seconds of transmission are pretty badly garbled with static, and maybe the occasional word that sounds sort of like Trip trying to rip apart his communicator to figure out what the hell's going on. Because that is prettyyyy much what he's doing.]

- something's wrong with the communicators, wish I knew how the damn thing - [And more static, and eventually there's something that sounds sort of like Trip's resorted to smacking the journal against something. The feed finally clears up enough to be understood, but there's still the occasional squawk of static.]

Does anyone know how this stuff'd start messin' around with the communicators? I've seen a lotta stuff in my time, but I've gotta admit, my only experience with actual ghosts and stuff's either been here or in movies.

Anyway. To any new arrivals, I'm Commander Charles Tucker the Third, Chief Engineer on board the starship Enterprise. That's the NX-01, the original one, not the one Kirk, McCoy and Spock are from. Call me Trip. I'm one of the wardens in charge of the engine room and the head of maintenance and repair. If anyone wants to lend a hand or somethin' in either department, lemme or Tosh know.

[Fail!Private to Tosh, actually sent to Capa]

You been able to get in the engine room?

[Private to Rex]

Assumin' we can get into the lab, you wanna do some work on the robot arm project when you've got time?

[Fail!Private to Moriarty, actually PUBLIC]

I've been thinkin' we should do some - [And more static, and feed cut.]

[And later, Private to Kay]

I need a goddam drink.
 
 
Commander Charles Tucker III
23 September 2011 @ 08:46 pm
Not to beat a dead horse, but that port wasn't all that bad. And I know someone somewhere'd probably find something to argue about when I say this, but I think most of us that had exposure to 'em? Had a period of liking Disney movies and fairytales and stuff like that. And we all outgrow 'em, some faster then others, but that doesn't mean you're not allowed to look back fondly on them, or that you can't enjoy 'em as an adult.

Maybe we were just too old to appreciate it as much as we would have if we'd been there a couple years earlier. Not that I'd wanna be on the Barge as a five year old or anythin', but it's still something I'd been thinkin' about after we got back.

So, for those of you who'd be able to answer, what was your favorite Disney movie or fairytale or whatever as a kid?

Oh, and for the new people I haven't introduced myself to? Commander Charles Tucker the Third, head of Maintenance and Repair and one of the wardens in charge of the engine room. Call me Trip.

[Private to Moriarty]

If we have a ceremony on the Barge, you're being invited. I'm honestly not sure why they were so against your counterpart showin' up.

[Private to T'Pol]

So, got any ideas for honeymoon destinations?
 
 
Commander Charles Tucker III
04 September 2011 @ 08:49 pm
[There's some fumbling before Trip actually starts talking, and you are being treated to a yawn as well. He's still hanging out in the infirmary, but he's finally up and about from his coma. c:]

Well, that was one helluva nap.

Jim, you still around? ... Both of you now, I guess. Better start gettin' in the habit of usin' last names or somethin'.

[And another yawn.] I miss anythin' interestin' while I was out?

[Private to T'Pol]

You alright?

... And I hope you remembered to feed Archer. [Teasing, he's teasing. He knows you're responsible.]
 
 
Commander Charles Tucker III
17 August 2011 @ 09:23 pm
[Filtered to Jim's Sherlock and Watson]

So, you're all from Jim's universe, right? Got anythin' you want me to know about right off the bat?