n. (1) the act of accessing something to be worthless. (2) a cute name for a pretentious, sarcastic young woman's tumblr.
This link leads to the complete collection of all my dubious Doctor Who Fanfiction.
Which is slowly being transferred to Archive of Our Own.
Hypothetically, I am a comic artist, seamstress, writer, and animator; but mostly I sit about drinking tea, watching Dr. Who, and fostering my delusions of being British. Because, as we all know, in England and indeed all of the British isles, they just sit around drinking tea and watching Dr. Who all day. What? You think otherwise? When was the last time you were in England?
I said I wouldn't get a tumblr. Shows what I know.
MADDOX: I thought that we could talk this out, that I could try to persuade you. Your memories and knowledge will remain intact.
DATA: Reduced to the mere facts of the events. The substance, the flavour of the moment, could be lost. Take games of chance.
MADDOX: Games of chance?
DATA: Yes, I had read and absorbed every treatise and textbook on the subject, and felt myself well prepared for the experience. Yet, when I finally played poker, I discovered that the reality bore little resemblance to the rules.
MADDOX: And the point being?
DATA: That while I believe it is possible to download the information contained in the positronic brain, I do not think you have acquired the expertise necessary to preserve the essence of those experiences. There is an ineffable quality to memory which I do not believe can survive your procedure.
MADDOX: Ineffable quality. I had rather we had done this together, but one way or the other, we are doing it. You are under my command.
DATA: No, sir, I am not under your nor anyone else’s command. I have resigned from Starfleet.
MADDOX: Resigned? You can’t resign.
DATA: I regret the decision, but I must. I am the culmination of one man’s dream. This is not ego or vanity, but when Doctor Soong created me he added to the substance of the universe. If by your experiments I am destroyed, something unique, something wonderful will be lost. I cannot permit that, I must protect his dream.
— Star Trek: The Next Generation 2x9, "The Measure of a Man"
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So there’s that thing where a character does something that’s clearly funny (whether on purpose or not) and if it happened in real life, people would laugh, but on TV, all the other characters just give them a ‘wtf’ look.
That’s always annoyed me a little bit. So I would just like to appreciate the fact that in TNG, whenever Data does something dorky without meaning to and everyone does the ‘wtf’ look, Riker is always there in the background just laughing his ass off.
Data, you pilot the damn Enterprise. Dancing has more variables than a starship?
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i’m only 40 pages into this book and i am about ready to toss it out a window
- I am inexperienced in such matters. I require advice.
- Well, don’t look at me.
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