(Captain) Gabriel Lorca.

// 👇

// That sound you just heard was Gabe's brain doing a record scratch

... You know what? That's fair.

// Wow. D: That is scary. Thank goodness for those shops and owners, at least, but. Still.

I have at least two variants that are unreasonably obsessed with their genitals.

I don't know what the hell went wrong in those timelines, but I'd still like to nuke them from orbit—just in case it's contagious.

// Jesus, that's weird. I'm sorry that shit happens to you. D:

— Mostly active on Twt under HerLastAlarm.

Writer is a middle-aged queer chick with untamed ADHD.

Sporadic activity, very finicky/persnickety. Not interested in shipping Gabe with strangers.

Blocks liberally for above finicky-ness reasons. No hard feelings.

Picard programming tip: A computer is like a mischievous genie. It will give you exactly what you ask for, but not always what you want.

I hate seafood. That should have been the first tell.

So. Lucius. How's your CTP progression going?

// I'll go through followers at some point and follow back folks that I think will click, but, I still don't spend much time here, so don't expect a hell of a lot.

Holographic training simulations have been available to Starfleet for years. The Buran had other facilities for recreation—gyms, lounge, that kind of thing.

Live training is preferred. I ran drills all the damned time, but training sims fill in the gaps.

can betazoids read cat minds

I need a passive-aggressive thumbs up reaction, 'like' doesn't fit the bill.

Why am I not surprised.

// The Holodeck is an eldritch horror in its own right, lmao

We never had that problem with training sims—

// Hi, I'm Aurelia and this is a roleplay account. If you're a fan of Jason from Twitter, I went by missiekatjie for a while and I'm lilpossum here. Follow me there instead. 😂

I guess I'm not a Lorca, then, stranger.

I'm on a "shoot first" basis with my variants.

As far as you know.

A photo of snow-covered buildings and road from the point of view of a parked car.

// *screeching*

// With all he's gone through, uh, not likely, haha.

// My Prime Lorca was rescued from the Terrans by a specialty team and had to go through a long recovery period, so he's not a fan 😂

Shoot to kill, and, for the love of God, don't miss.

Portal? Dammit. Explosives might do the trick—

— I'll smash your face in—but with a smile.

Lt. Aurelia Lucius, a shortstack with a mean right hook. Security officer, tactical specialist, and a victim of terrible genetic engineering.

Written by Aurelia for #StarTrekRP.

Ships w/Capt. Lorca, Capt. Pike, and/or chem.

Getting you to show up for shots would go as well as taking a feral cat to the vet. I'm not dealing with that.

Too late, and I can't shoot them all myself. Grab a rifle.

Picard management tip: When you hear yourself start to raise your voice, stop, take a breath, smile, then speak politely.