But if you’re lucky, really lucky, you find yourself on a good ship, in front of a good crew. A crew you can trust with your life. Gifted, disciplined, brave. All of them eager to set sail into the endless, black ocean.
What if, somewhere in the galaxy, there’s a pie shop run by quarians called Key Lime Se’Lai?
if you wanna take the mbti test, i recommend this one bc its worded very simply
also a tip: answer based on what you naturally wanna do or what you naturally prefer, dont answer based on what youre forced to do
So I can either bake these cookies at 400 degrees for 10 minutes or 4,000 degrees for 1 minute.
nick nO THAT’S NOT HOW YOU BAKE COOKIES FRIEND
HOW ABOUT 4,000,000 DEGREES FOR 1 SECOND
NICK YOU ARE GOING TO BURN YOUR HOUSE DOWN
I’M GOING TO HARNESS THE FUCKING SUN TO MAKE COOKIES
NICK P L E A S E
Why Dairine is not allowed to cook anymore….and neither is Roshaun
OTP: astronomically bad ideas
how big of a problem is butt dialing in starfleet given how often commanding offers sit their asses right on top of consoles though
butt photon torpedoing
It’s the future, they’ve fixed that problem by now.
There you go!
A scenario in which the Enterprise is being boarded and the bridge crew is being taken captive, and one of them has to casually sit on a console and fire a photon torpedo with their butt so that none of the aliens notice, and it works because Starfleet had planned for that scenario gosh darn it