Star Trek - Space: The Final Frontier

Daystrom was orders of magnitudes more competent and productive than your average house nigger. If that was the baseline, nobody here would ever talk shit about them.

most blacks in Star Trek are way above the average nigger.

My guess would be the wars of the 2030's killed off most of the gang-banger types and druggies. When food is super scarce and the Feds have no money fo' dem programs or food stamps the nigger population is probably going to crash really hard with only the smartest surviving.
 
My best guess is that they realized how similar his deceptive personality was to Garak on DS9, so they made him the SpongeBob to Tuvok's Squidward instead.
It felt like the most forced “Spock & McCoy” dynamic they ever ran with. Possibly the worst just by sheer tonnage of dead-air scenes. (Unless we’re counting Nu Trek. Reno and Stamets are technically worse, but STD was such a landfill of shit that you didn’t even get a break when they were off-screen.)

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They amplify each other’s most soul-sucking traits: Neelix barging into Tuvok’s room at all hours, fake cheerful like a coked-out Santa, and Tuvok responding with his paper-pushing, “by the book” snooze-vibes.
 
It felt like the most forced “Spock & McCoy” dynamic they ever ran with. Possibly the worst just by sheer tonnage of dead-air scenes. (Unless we’re counting Nu Trek. Reno and Stamets are technically worse, but STD was such a landfill of shit that you didn’t even get a break when they were off-screen.)

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They amplify each other’s most soul-sucking traits: Neelix barging into Tuvok’s room at all hours, fake cheerful like a coked-out Santa, and Tuvok responding with his paper-pushing, “by the book” snooze-vibes.
It's sad, because Tim Russ and Ethan Philips both give great performances, but they just weren't a good power duo like Spock and McCoy, Geordi and Data, or Odo and Quark all were.
 
It's sad, because Tim Russ and Ethan Philips both give great performances, but they just weren't a good power duo like Spock and McCoy, Geordi and Data, or Odo and Quark all were.
Even Trip and T’Pol, and I hated ENT, were an odd couple done right. Compare that with Tuvok and Neelix, which is just piss-break television.

I’ll never forget that episode "Riddles," where Tuvok flies his shuttle into some anomaly and gets brain damage or amnesia or whatever the roulette wheel landed on. Suddenly he’s this liberated jazz-loving pastry chef, and out of nowhere he blurts out how he secretly loves hanging with Neelix. It was his cold Vulcan discipline repressing his true affection! :story: I nearly died laughing. Tuvok wouldn’t piss on Neelix if he were on fire.

 
most blacks in Star Trek are way above the average nigger.

My guess would be the wars of the 2030's killed off most of the gang-banger types and druggies. When food is super scarce and the Feds have no money fo' dem programs or food stamps the nigger population is probably going to crash really hard with only the smartest surviving.
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Picksburgh sammiches are now canon? And ... I'm done. Sorry, Star Trek, you had a great run. I need a pickle and an Iron City.
 
LAST TIME ON STAR TREK: GREEN TEXT
>a catgirl with a male penis is illogical.
>i can't raise shields, sir! there's a dildo stuck to my console!
>"Computer doctor no work! Make it go!"
AND NOW THE CONTINUATION

>Assistant Chief Engineer job is actually assistant to the Chief Engineer, dwightschrute.jpg
>Chief QT3.14 is having less bad symbiote days so she actually does her job, spend my days helping her keep this ghetto ass station together.
>even though she's got them crazy eyes, she's not half bad. But her past hosts were all dudes so that shit gay.
>chilling out listening to stories from her past hosts while smoking Orion weed she has growing on the warp core. She calls the strain "Cochrane's Magic Carpet Ride".
>consoles start beeping and every warning starts going off. Something is drawing a shit ton of power and using 87% of system resources.
>ensigns stand around with their thumbs up their asses while me and Chief QT3.14 do all the work high af, narrowing down the issue to Holodeck 7
>dafuq? Even fucking Fair Haven: Horny Janeway Edition doesn't take that many resources.
>after using her security codes Chief QT3.14 gets the program name. I nearly shit myself.
>"Help! All My Classmates Are Reincarnated Catgirls and I’m the Only Man!:II Futanari Monster Girl Horny Attack!" being run by the Captain's "artist" son.
>fucking civvies and their fucking gooner programs
>Chief QT3.14 sees me lock up, I tell her the story, she laughs her ass off and tells me to figure this out, flashing me that fucking smile.
>i head to Holodeck 7, try to end program from console outside. DENIED
>take a deep breath and steel my self, override door lock and head inside
>Captain's son is getting double teamed by two muscular futas and having the time of his life. Safety protocols are on so he won't get the Mr. Hands treatment.
>hold back my vomit and activate arch, start going through the subroutines, hard to concentrate with the sounds of a dozen futa monster girls railing a dozen catgirls and a gooner civvie.
>the holoprogram isn't actually using much computer resources, but the hidden subroutine is
>i have to push away two horny catgirls to keep working but I get to the hidden subroutine
>it's a virus meant to overwhelm Star Fleet computer systems and then send itself to another starship.
>Thanks to DS8 being made from six welded together Galaxy-class saucer sections it thought it was sending itself to different ships.
>Security Chief runs into the holodeck, phaser ready, eye patch on the other eye than last week. Stops in his tracks at the debauchery, completely freezes.
>I pull some isolinear chips and run a level 2 diagnostic, virus is quarantined and computer usage returns to normal levels.
>quickly leave the holodeck, leaving the Security Chief. Not my problem.
>Chief QT3.14 and I go over the subroutine. Sloppy as fuck, made by someone who can barely use a computer. How the fuck did the computer not detect this shit?
>See a command in the virus that makes me facepalm.
>"Make virus go!"
>Mother. Fucking. Pakleds.
>A few hours later I'm briefing the Captain about the incident. She's beyond embarrassed about her son's taste in holoprograms, have fun going into detail about her son's program.
>Try to impart the importance of network safety on the command staff, again. No one listens.
>Head back to my quarters, lights won't turn on. FML.
>Before I can start troubleshooting my fucking lights the lamp next to my chair turns on, a creepy looking dude in black leather is sitting there.
>"We have a job offer for you, Lieutenant. One that would be perfect for your particular set of skills."

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>"Help! All My Classmates Are Reincarnated Catgirls and I’m the Only Man!:II Futanari Monster Girl Horny Attack!" being run by the Captain's "artist" son.
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Okay. Internment Camp 371 is nice all year round.
>A few hours later I'm briefing the Captain about the incident. She's beyond embarrassed about her son's taste in holoprograms, have fun going into detail about her son's program.
Based for having common sense.
>"We have a job offer for you, Lieutenant. One that would be perfect for your particular set of skills."
Yooo, my boy!
 
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