New Muse: Star Trek based webcomic

[sixhalves]

Oh, you poor mundane,

I understand why you would want to write as me, and pretend that you want to be me. But I promise, being me is very difficult. My life is filled with tragedy and despair as well as love. My beauty and talent make me a target, don't you see?

You will be much happier being mundane. Pity me in my perfection, won't you please?

If only I could be as simple and plain and uninteresting as you, perhaps my life would not be fraught with such peril.

On the other hand, watching two hot guys make out is hot. And well, being the youngest ensign in star fleet does have it's advantages.

I'm off to a new adventure,

Ta ta!

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why

[8urn3d0u7]

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Couldn't resit her. Who can?

[sixhalves]

What am I talking about?

Oh my.

Am I being misunderstood again? It must be my beauty that's distracting you. It's such a curse.

Hold me.

No one, it's true.

[8urn3d0u7]

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My failure to change accounts unintentionally almost made that even funnier

[sixhalves]

Why are you acting this way?

I KNOW! You're being controlled by some kind of monstrous mind control monster that's jealous of our love!

I WILL SAVE YOU!

Be strong... be brave... our love will endure.

Oh no... my foot's asleep.

is...is this Ensign Mary-sue? please tell me it is

[couldnt_kahless]

Little full of yourself, aren't you Starfleet?

It would have been hilarious either way.

[8urn3d0u7]

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She's delighted but not surprised that you've heard of her

[sixhalves]

Starfleet?

My name is Mary.

Who are you?

[sixhalves]

Why must my life be so difficult?

I will never forget you, my one true love.

As you are lost I shall light a candle every night and say a prayer every day that your death by the hands of mind controlling aliens was not in vain. We will remember you, and our love.

One day, there will be a holiday to commemorate our great love and your great sacrifice. And when I find a cure for transient paresthesia, I will name it after you, my great love.

And when I have my thirty seven children who all grow up in one week, I will name at last three of them after you.

[gabriellightwood]

Well, aren't you very... confident.

And quite improper if that remark about two men is to be believed.

[8urn3d0u7]

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[sixhalves]

Well hello!

You saw me from across the room and could not resist speaking to me, didn't you!

Our love will last the ages.

What's your name?

[sixhalves]

What?

Oh, my children?

There will be wormholes involved. It's very tragic.

[8urn3d0u7]

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[He's already broken, stop breaking him further.]

[sixhalves]

OH MY GOD! Transient otolar paresthesia...


[Don't make her say "Transient penal paresthesia... LOL]

[8urn3d0u7]

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[sixhalves]

You're right. I should stop saying words.

I'll communicate with my body.

I am half mute, you know.

[8urn3d0u7]

[He... doesn't know what to say to that.

Or what to say at all.]

[gabriellightwood]

[He blinks in some startled surprise at that.]

My name... is Gabriel Lightwood.

[sixhalves]

As he gazed into her violet-turquoise eyes, he knew that no words were needed. He felt that it was all he needed or would ever need to need. And it was a good need, and he knew that he was needed too, and together they would never need to need again.

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[8urn3d0u7]

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[He turns and tries to storm off.]

[sixhalves]

Gabriel!

[And with that her arms are around his waist in a smothering embrace]

The name of an angel! And together we will see heaven! Oh, if only my life wasn't so tragic and fate wasn't conspiring to keep us apart.

Hold me, and let our forbidden love comfort us both.

2/2

[8urn3d0u7]

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[But ends up tripping on air and falling on his face.]

[gabriellightwood]

[Oh that is so inappropriate and he's flustered beyond measure by this very physical display. He tries to push her away, but gently because she's a lady, after all.]

Uh, please, madam, contain yourself... We are not betrothed. We have barely even met.

[sixhalves]

Were are you going? Are you nobly trying to stand aside because you're afraid your disease will...

[Trip. Pounce.]

Let me heal with you with my gentle embrace!

hahaha omg yes I was hoping the classics would come out

[couldnt_kahless]

Lieutenant B'Elanna Torres.


[meaning she outranks you, miss ensign-pips]