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ROBOTREK:
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THE SURVIVAL POSIT
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A Robotech/Star Trek cross-over
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by
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Aubry Thonon
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Episode 03
"Q Tips"
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[Int. shot, Enterprise Bridge.]
Picard: Q, kindly leave this ship.
Q: And miss the next scene of this wonderful charade? Never.
It wounds me that you would ask this, Jean-Luc. I always
took you for a man with savoir-faire. It does not behoove
you to turn out a guest.
Riker: "Guest" implies you were invited. By whom?
Q: Now that would be telling. Now if you'll excuse me...
[Bright flashes of light. A bag of pop-corn and a chaise longue appear.
Another flash of light and Q is now lying on the chaise-longue.]
Q: I believe we are about to witness the next act.
[Opening sequence music.]
Picard (VO): Space, the final frontier. These are the voyages of the
starship Enterprise. Its on-going mission; to explore
strange new worlds, to seek out new life and new
civilisations, to bodly go where no-one has gone before.
[Opening sequence.]
[Ext. shot, Enterprise at rest.]
[Title: Q Tips.]
Picard (VO): Captain's Log, Stardate 47028 point 3. After having been
transported into another... dimension... by Q, we find
ourselves trapped in the middle of what might well be a
stellar war. We can only hope that at least one side of
this conflict will hail us before attacking.
[Int. shot, Enterprise Bridge.]
Picard: My name is Jean-Luc Picard, Captain of the USS Enterprise,
from the United Federation of Planets. We have come in
peace. Please identify yourself.
[Int. shot, Enterprise Bridge, Main Viewer. Stars and ships for a while,
then the screen blinks and a man appears on the screen. He is relatively
young, with blue hair and glasses. He is sitting.]
Max: I am Commander Maximillian Sterling, Captain of the UES
Mordred, Robotech Expeditionary Force. May I ask your
planet of origin please?
Picard: This ship was built at Utopia Planetia, Mars. The crew
complement is made of several different races.
Max: There is no base called Utopia Planetia on Mars, Captain
Picard.
Data: Captain, if I may?
Picard: Please.
Data: Commander Sterling. I am Lieutenant Commander Data, a
positronic android.
Max: Janice would love to meet you.
Data: Indeed? It may be possible to arrange such a meeting at a
later date. However, I would like at this present time to
assure you that this ship was indeed built at Utopia
Planetia, Mars, in the 24th Century Earth Reconning,
Stardate 40-
Max: Did you say 24th Century?
Data: I believe that is what I said.
Max: Commander, the date is July 12 2035.
Data: Then it appears that our analysis of the drive's functions
was correct. We have traveled in time as well as space.
Riker: And quite possibly dimensions.
Data: That is a logical assumption, given the facts.
Q: Facts? Come, Data, I would have thought all these years
amongst Humans - not to mention your recent reunion with
your brother - would have given you more. Where are your
gut feelings?
[Bright flash of light. Q disappears and is replaced with the figure of
Lore.]
Lore: Yes, Brother. It seems I have transcended you in that
reguard.
Max: You have a Haydonite on board your ship?
Picard: Haydonite?
Max: Obviously not. Who is this person?
[Bright flash of light. Lore changes back to Q.]
Q: An invited guest.
Riker: An uninvited pest, more like it.
Q: Listen, laughing boy - if it was not for the fact I am here
on sufferance, I'd -
Riker: You'd what?
Q: Why, I'd merely bid you "Bon Voyage".
[Bright flash of light. Riker disappeared.]
Picard: Screen off! Q, where is my First Officer?
Q: Off to join your Mister Worf for whatever may both await
them.
[Int. shot, standard hangar bay. Worf is struggling with Derini, trying to
wrestle a knife away from her. Riker appears in a bright flash of light.]
Riker: Worf?
Magiso: Grab him.
[Several Meltran grab Riker. In the background, Worf is thrown clear.]
Riker: What is this? Who are you people?
Magiso: Silence, micronian! We will deal with you later. First,
we watch your friend die.
[Derini lunges at Worf who grabs her wrist and twists it, retreaving the
knife in the process. Worf sweeps Derini's legs. Derini hits the ground
and Worf pins her, raising the knife to strike. There are gasps from the
spectators.]
Riker: Worf!
[Worf stops momentarily, then starts swinging the knife again.]
Riker: Lieutenant, stop! That's an order!
[Worf grunts and rises. Derini does the same, rubbing her shoulder. Riker
looks at the knife, then at Worf, insistent. Worf reluctantly returns the
knife to Derini. Sounds of shock from the other Meltrans.]
Derini: Te!
[Derini backs away, knife in her open hand.]
Derini: Te. Dekachat.
Magiso: Derini, sessanu! You know the imperative. You have been
weapon-bonded. You must accept.
Meltran 1: But he is a micronian.
Magiso: There is no room for interpretation. Derini! Fullfil the
imperative!
[Derini bares her left fore-arm and proceeds to slice the knife slowly upon
its back. She then presents it to Worf.]
Derini: Tran-brek, havathilla.
[There is a moment of silence before Worf takes the knife and slashes his own fore-arm.]
Worf: Tran-brek.
[The other Meltran cheer. Worf points to Riker.]
Worf: This one is my bond-brother. Insult him and you insult me.
Hurt him and you hurt me. Offend him... and you offend ME.
[Worf offers the knife to Riker, who looks at it relunctantly.]
Riker: Tran-brek?
Worf (Sotto): You must, Commander. These people are much like the
Klingon. Without a house, you are nothing. Aligned, there
is much Honour to be had.
[Riker sighs and takes the knife.]
[Int. shot, UES Mordred Main Bridge. The bridge is a large room, with
three transparent walls - front, left and right. Bridge positions are
sunken seats and consoles here and there on the floor. The floor itself
is slightly tilted so that the Captain's position at the back is higher
than the others. Maximillian Sterling is in the Captain's chair with
Richard Hunter besides him.]
Rick: And to think I simply wanted a break from the Tirolian
Council.
Max: Well, you've got to admit it's a far cry from political
intrigue. We came here to inspect an outpost and we find
ourself rescuing a bizare ship from a division of Invids.
Rick: Do you buy that story of theirs?
Max: About Mars? No way. But they didn't look so dumb as not
to realise that we wouldn't believe them.
Bernard: There is another possibility.
Max & Rick: Yes?
Bernard: When we were last on Tirol, I took time off and visited the
Robotech Research labs. Doctor Lang was giving a lecture
on the chronal effect of Fold Drives. It seems the reason
time does not flow the same inside a folding ship than
outside is linked directly to the way the drives work.
Lang seemed to think it would be possible, one day, to use
a Fold-capable ship like a time-machine.
Max: Was he serious?
Bernard: Well sir, I have known Doctor Lang to make jokes, but never
when discussing Robotechnology. And frankly, he doesn't
announce theories - he seems to prefer to wait until he has
facts to back them. I'd say we can believe his proposal.
Rick: So what we have here is a ship that's come from 300 years
in our Future.
Max: Not so sure of that...
Rick: Huh?
(Sorry. It just wouldn't be a Robotech story without Rick going "huh")
Max: The one who disappeared... "Laughing Boy" I think they
called him... He was talking about traveling dimensions.
Rick: Get real, Max. Monsters from another dimensions haven't
really been in vogue since the 1940s and pulp fiction.
Bernard: There was a brief resurgence in the 1980s with a movie
called "Buckaroo Banzai", and... Never mind.
Max: The point is, most of the crew looked decidedly Human.
We've met all of the Terragen races in this quadrant, apart
from the Ci'Vonian, and they're supposed to be an old
Tirolian colony that got wiped. Now can you tell me what
race these guys were?
Rick: They sounded human to me. And come to think of it, one of
them called the other "humans".
Max: It could be a setup. I mean, here we are on an unscheduled
stop at a third-rate outpost... and all of a sudden we've
got company. Not just a strange ship, but enough Invids to
take out this ship and its escort.
Rick: You think we may have a leak?
Max: It's possible. No-one outside this ship was supposed to
know we were stopping here. If we have a leak, we've got
to find it and nail it before it gets any worse.
Bernard: Begging your pardon, but you can't nail a leak.
Rick & Max: ?!
Bernard: If you attempt to nail a leak, all you would get would be
more leaks. Much better to...
Max: Thank you Bernard, that'll be all.
Bernard: Sir.
Rick: Now I understand why Reinhardt made you a present of his
science officer.
[Int. shot, Meltran battleship Qistra-Hesp Main Bridge. The bridge is a
typical Zentraedi bridge, with the command bubble up on one wall and the
consoles on the floor below, with tactical holo-displays hanging in mid-
air everywhere.]
Siniya: I do not trust these microns.
Magiso: True indeed, Siniya. I do not trust them either.
Siniya: Then why do you let them live?
Magiso: You saw what happened in the hangar bay. Derini was
weapon-bonded to one of them. I could not kill them. It
is part of the Imperative.
Siniya: Hmph. Weapon-sister with a micronian - how could she! And
a curse on the Imperative. It has done nothing but brought
the Zentraedi race low.
Magiso: Be careful of what you say, Siniya. Not all think the same
way you do. You saw our sisters' reaction today - they are
still bound by the Imperative.
Siniya: I will keep my thoughts to myself, Kalidar.
Magiso: See that you do. As for the microns, I am sure we can use
them to our advantage. Maybe they will even allow us to
kill the hajoca Hunter at last.
Siniya: And after?
Magiso: They will have the same fate as tools whose purpose is
gone. They will be destroyed.
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Neoculture (Crash-Test Dummy On The Information SuperHighway)
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Dans le froid glace de l'Olympe noir | Dand le vide de l'espace infernal -
Les Dieux malins ont en vain | Fatigue, lasse, vainqueur -
Use de leur puissance, leur pouvoirs | Ulysse pres d'une Aurore Boreale
Contre Ulysse 31. | Rechaufe un peu son coeur.
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