So Me and muh Lady friend are just passing the halfway point of re-watching all of Star Trek: TNG. Still fantastic.
One thing that was buggin' me was that a portion of these outer-space neighbor-eeno's had stupendously mind-bending grips on realities and powers over nature that I can't even understand... but because of the limitations of makeup and prosthesis they are stuck as mostly humanoid with some subtle variation.... usually genitals for foreheads (I assume that's what's going on there)
So using the power of mental thinking.... and gel pens, I did a series of Starfleet officers that would ruin your grip on reality if you saw them in real life. This was the best of the bunch, rest were kinda barfy.
He walks around forever blasting a stream of brilliant full spectrum refracted light to moisten and levitate his eyes. This also serves as a method of relaying the information from the free-rotating eyes back to the officers brain., The other side has a giant battle horn and a thousand moist folds between (to keep up with the genitals on face theme that Roddenberry had going). His hands are devoid of bones and made up of super elastic sponge-form tissue. Highly malleable to accomplish many varied task.
Freudian Shit Brain Hemorrhage Whilst Rocking Cosmic Shoulder Pads
Yeah and here's Geordi La Forge speakin' some Freudian Shit so hard in the throws of a massive brain Hemorrhage... probably induced by the ship's anti-matter propolsion mechanism deflating the simulated gravity field.... which.... would also explain the rapid expansion and diffussion of the matter in La Forge's Starfleet brand shoulder pads. Sick Episode. I write the best Fan-Fics of all time.
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