As promised, I started with Captain America. And I really had my doubts about being able to pull this off. I adore him, but liking a character is a LONG way from being able to physically portray them. Plus, my wardrobe is quite lacking in spangly attire. But I managed to pull together a few other cosplay pieces, my riding helmet, and a craft foam star cutout…and painted a discarded drum head for a shield.
I personally love how it turned out. Not sure I’d want to cosplay Cap on a regular basis, but I had a lot of fun this time out.
I am about to start spamming photos of my Avengers “closet cosplay” project.
Just a warning.
I’m sorry, sir, you’ll have to wait your turn.
You’re a Cardassian!
commonly heard in Quark’s
RRW Ilusia
I’m taking my computer away from me for a while. My sass cannons are at maximum and I can’t be trusted with internet diplomacy.
There are several hundred geese outside, swirling in a giant funnel-shape and honking ominously. I go outside and the only thing I can hear are wings and deafening goose honks.
GOOSENADO IS HERE
Trying to troubleshoot the modem yesterday, on the phone. My dialogue in bold.
“There should be three green lights on the front.”
“No, there are four.”
“Oh. Are you sure there aren’t five?”
“Noooo there are four. One is flickering.”
“That’s not right. There should be three and one should be flashing, or five.”
“There are four lights.”
“Are you sure you’re looking at the modem?”
“Yes.”
“Maybe you’re looking at the wrong lights.”
“I’m looking at the only lights there are on the front, and there are four of them.”
“You’re sure? Not three? Not five?”
“There are four lights.”
“…ok…try resetting everything. How many lights do you see?”
“I still see four.”
Demala…I know we’re outlaws, but that outfit makes me a little uncomfortable.
RRW Jevonite Captain’s Log M. Koril Day 77
We’re heading for an old asteroid mining station that I used to frequent when I was working freighters. Apparently, mining operations have ceased since then, and it has now been opened as a trading post. It sounds like a promising place to sell some of the things we’ve acquired over the last few months. The crew is in good spirits, and it is very interesting to see the change in all of them.
D’Van has become the heart of this little crew, sharing charming stories of his life, and somehow managing to make every dark situation seem like an adventure worth experiencing.
Tovan and I have worked out the chain of command to a greater degree. There’s still an element of distrust between us, but I’m not certain that will ever go away. I do believe that he is a good man, however, and that he is truly trying to do right by this crew.
Keitia has started to open up. She has a sharp, biting wit that took some getting used to. With her, I don’t have to guard my every thought during conversation for fear of causing an interplanetary diplomatic incident. She’s the most politically incorrect person I’ve met, and highly critical of everyone, but in a sardonic, humorous way that I deeply appreciate.
Demala seems to have changed completely in the short time I’ve known her. Maybe she was simply putting on a mask before, or maybe being on this ship has changed her, but she is different now. Everything from the clothing she wears (Klingon? I’m no expert. It’s some kind of revealing armor) and her lengthening hairstyle, to her entire attitude has shifted. I’m never quite sure what to make of her, but she is probably the most competent ship’s officer of all of us.
End log.
Introducing the USS Interrogator-A Prometheus/Cerberus-class multi-vector advanced escort
Captain Koril 