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Dr. Geoffrey M'Benga Reporting
I am Dr. Geoffrey M'Benga, medical officer assigned to the Starship Enterprise. Since I took my medical internship on Vulcan, I am an expert in Vulcan medicine, anatomy, and psychology. I have been told that I have taken on quite a few of the stoic traits from my studies, but I still like to think I have at least some human sense of humor left in me.

M!A: None

STARFLEET MEDICAL
{ LIEUTENANT }

OOC: RP blog for Geoffrey M'Benga from Star Trek TOS. Willing to RP in TOS as well as AOS or any crossovers/fandoms. I do not own Dr. M'Benga nor Star Trek. Both mun and muse are over 18. No images on this blog are mine unless otherwise stated. Tracking the tag drmbenga

ficmonger:

OKAY but more things to consider:

  • Civilian au but with an intense focus on how everyone shops for groceries
  • Idyllic (or not) 1950’s teenagers au
  • The 50’s teens au but at an old school carnival/amusement park
  • Disaffected 90’s teens au, for that matter
  • Personality (and age, when applicable) swap au for any friendship/pairing/duo/ect
  • Best friends having to pretend to be madly in love
  • People who are madly in love having to pretend to hate each other
  • B-listing slasher movie au where all of the characters are distilled into cinematic teenager tropes and picked off one by one
  • Teen movie au that falls somewhere between Mean Girls and The Breakfast Club. 
  • Some kind of paranormal au in line with. Gravity Falls or Ghostbusters or something whacky like that. Scooby fucking Doo. I don’t care. Hijinx and ghouls.  

//Emphasis mine

Source:ficmonger
You want me to be your First Officer!

Jim would very likely head a lot of away missions as a security officer (Chief Security officer if they had that position at the time). I know tactical didn’t have a bridge position in this time period, otherwise that’d be Jim.

BUT YEAH FIRST OFFICER. Advising the captain on this battle stuff when it happens.

drmbenga:

scottiish replied to your post://So
M’Benga, captain of the Enterprise

//HAHAHAHA Oh man I’m just picturing it and these are the scenarios I get.

Captain M’Benga sending a qualified away team for the particular mission ahead even if it means he monitors carefully from the ship.

Captain M’Benga doing paperwork.

Captain M’Benga following Starfleet regulations.

Captain M’Benga avoiding dogfights if at all possible.

Captain M’Benga sitting and thinking and generally being cautious.

Sorry Geoff, you’re not exactly a glamorous captain. A serviceable one, yes. But there’s not really much of a chance you’d get a tv show out of the deal, man.

EDIT: The best chance he has of being an interesting captain is if he’s captaining a medical relief vessel.

scottiish replied to your post://So
M’Benga, captain of the Enterprise

//HAHAHAHA Oh man I’m just picturing it and these are the scenarios I get.

Captain M’Benga sending a qualified away team for the particular mission ahead even if it means he monitors carefully from the ship.

Captain M’Benga doing paperwork.

Captain M’Benga following Starfleet regulations.

Captain M’Benga avoiding dogfights if at all possible.

Captain M’Benga sitting and thinking and generally being cautious.

Sorry Geoff, you’re not exactly a glamorous captain. A serviceable one, yes. But there’s not really much of a chance you’d get a tv show out of the deal, man.

Kinda feel like doing an AU or something. Maybe Angsty. IDK. I may not even actually do anything tonight. 

I’m open to ideas.

Tag game: give us five random things about yourself & pass it on to ten of your followers. REPOST. DON’T REBLOG.

Tagged by: imadoctornotablog and beatthekobayashimaru (Since I was tagged twice and I’m bored, I’m doing 10)

  1. I’m a Texan, born and raised, y’all.
  2. My favorite band is QUEEN. YES.
  3. The first (and best) musical I was in was Les Miserables. I was Young Cosette.
  4. The first character I RP’d was a modern Dionysus, Greek god of Booze and Orgies (not to be confused with the god of responsibility)
  5. I have never left the United States of America unless you count canoeing on the Rio Grande River in which case I was technically in Mexico on and off for an entire afternoon.
  6. According to my parents, when I was two years old I honestly believed I was Chinese culminating in a “THAT’S MY REAL DADDY” being yelled at a random Asian man in the grocery store. This was made more embarrassing by the fact that my dad is visibly Hispanic and I am not.
  7. I also apparently sang something-I-wouldn’t-know-how-to-type when I wanted milk.
  8. One of my worst Mary Sues of all time was a Harry Potter OC who was an albino Native American transfer student who was somehow adopted by Lupin and could talk to animals…. Yeah. 
  9. My previous jobs include: actor at a professional haunted house (House of Torment), lab assistant in a university genetics lab, cashier at a chocolate store, cashier at a BBQ restaurant/gas station.
  10. I was a Girl Scout from Kindergarden until I graduated high school. 13 years.

Everyone I was going to tag has already been tagged so yeah.

If it’s family, you protect. Doesn’t matter who it is, blood or not.

Aveline (via dragon-age-quotes)

Source:dragon-age-quotes

beatthekobayashimaru:

imadoctornotablog:

thewinningscenario:

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Source:kiki-mincoon
Source:thewinningscenario
foma-b-gomery:

O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won,
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
                         But O heart! heart! heart!
                            O the bleeding drops of red,
                               Where on the deck my Captain lies,
                                  Fallen cold and dead.
O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills,
For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding,
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
                         Here Captain! dear father!
                            This arm beneath your head!
                               It is some dream that on the deck,
                                 You’ve fallen cold and dead.

My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still,
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will,
The ship is anchor’d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done,
From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;
                         Exult O shores, and ring O bells!
                            But I with mournful tread,
                               Walk the deck my Captain lies,
                                  Fallen cold and dead.

//This will be my only Robin Williams post.

foma-b-gomery:

O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won,
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
                         But O heart! heart! heart!
                            O the bleeding drops of red,
                               Where on the deck my Captain lies,
                                  Fallen cold and dead.
O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills,
For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding,
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
                         Here Captain! dear father!
                            This arm beneath your head!
                               It is some dream that on the deck,
                                 You’ve fallen cold and dead.
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still,
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will,
The ship is anchor’d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done,
From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;
                         Exult O shores, and ring O bells!
                            But I with mournful tread,
                               Walk the deck my Captain lies,
                                  Fallen cold and dead.

//This will be my only Robin Williams post.