||[Nov. 21st, 2006|11:12 am]
The Question Club
What's your job on the ship?
I'm the captain. I'm at the helm
First officer. I fill in when the captain's away, and flirt with the opposite sex
Cold, logical science officer
Rugged engineer, who always seems to be aware of how much more the ship can take
Cynical medical officer
I sit on the bridge, looking pretty and hailing other ships
'Roided-out klingon security officer
I'm the asian representative, thanks to affirmative action
Strange, annoying alien who lives on the ship, usually pissing off the crew
I'm one of the nameless, carbon copy ensigns who beam down with the crew on away missions. Most of us get killed or captured in the first 5 minutes!
Hot cyborg, who's primary job is to titilate the crew and boost ratings
You spy a blue alien humanoid. What do you do?
Study it with my scanner
Protect the crew from it. I may have to prod it into attacking me, so I look heroic in slaying it. I secretly wanted to kill it the whole time
I sleep with it
I befriend it and have it take me to its race, where I learn all about this new species
Nothing. Prime directive, man
Biggest threat for you in space?
The warlike, treacherous Klingons
Batshit violent Romulans
Warlike, encroaching Cardassians
Assimulating force of the Borg
Overly curious, peace-enforcing, can't-mind-my-own-business Federation
Sexual advances of the first officer
Odd, bi-speciel, love triangle
Your own increasing, uncontrollable lust towards the hot cyborg
Why did you join the Federation?
Find new life forms and study them
To bring peace to the universe
Find new life forms....and sleep with them
To roadtest these new emotion chips in my motherboard
I was in the intergalactic exchange program
To find romance, excitement, love
Uniforms are so sexy
I'm secretly in the tribble sales business. I only join to replenish my stock