3. ( How paramount the future is to the present when one is surrounded by children. )

Character: Data
Series: Star Trek: The Next Generation
Word Count: 1251

And now, because I have not pimped this enough obviously (well, mostly I wanted to point this out to some of the Trek people on this friends list) I made a sci-fi prompt community, lightyearsahead.

Rules and application are on the profile. Anyone who wants to affiliate I am up for it. I just wanted to make a mostly sci-fi centric prompt community for those of us that like to do things in the spacey genres.

Another of my favorite scenes. And one of the few where they show him going as fast as he can go. I expect the effects were too expensive to do regularly then.

You Are the Fairy

You are charming, cheerful, and a little bit magical. You make other people's lives better. You are a bit eccentric at times, but you truly care about people in your own way. You are hyper and restless. It drives you crazy to sit still, and you are usually the first to leave any event. You are unpredictable and flighty. No one can guess what you'll be up to next ... or where you'll be!

I should endeavor to be a bit more like Puck in the future, then, if I were to choose a particular fae to emulate.

You know this man had to be a Soong ancestor.

( Meme under cut )

haughty_alpha pointed this out to me, and I thought I would share as an apology for being Agent 7272 with the Redundant Department of Repetition and Redundancy.

[(Continued from here)]

It was really fortunate Data remembered where either of their rooms were. It wasn't that his memory wasn't functioning, persay, but it was random fact over random fact, tumbling in an illogical order that trumped his processes. When he opened the door, he barely registered the cat skittering off to hide herself in the bathroom, suitably dosed so that her feline paranoia was getting the better of her and she wanted nothing to do with these two legged fiends.

He dropped their cricketing gear near the couch in the main area, oddly clumsy, and if he hadn't been holding to the Doctor to counterbalance his own weight.

"We have a mystery to solve," Data declared sternly, holding up his tricorder so they both could look at it. "But we can't until Avon is here. He needs his mustache." This was a fact. No mystery could be unravelled until Avon was fully mustachioed and prepared to provide... something. What was it.

And where was his pipe and smoking jacket?

There were adjustments that had to be made initially, that came as no surprise. For one thing, augmentation was illegal in the universe Data was accustomed to. Being revealed as an augment could rob one of well-deserved honors and citations. Here augments were run of the mill. If someone wasn't a Heavy Gravity Worlder (meaning that they were sturdy and dense and could navigate easily in two Gs, and their metabolism was incredible to feed that stocky bulk), then they had their reflexes enhanced, the ability to breathe water, or were tweaked clones. Cybernetic enhancements for more than just keeping the body maintained were common, such as for strength or for data navigation. And there were androids. There were still prejudices against AIs, and they couldn't efficiently navigate slipstream without the intuition of an organic, but there were many of them. Androids, and androids with brains that could link to ships with massive cosmic intellect, and all of them could feel.

It was nice to just... blend in, Data found. He was still unique, his positronic system still wonderfully compatible with other systems and strange in the way that it evolved and altered. His appearance still not modeled to look like that of a human precisely, but markedly different in that he had gold skin. And while they didn't have warp drive (yet another little tidbit that he was sure they could "develop" for interstellar rather than intergalactic ships) he had Avon to help navigate slipstream.

( When they found a ship that was, of course... )

Fatherhood had always been something that Data had looked forward to, on both a personal level and as a means of propagating the work of his own father. He wanted to create artificial life that was kinder, gentler, more understanding of humanity than what he'd seen of many of his own kind. Yet he'd left it to his human spouse to finalize the programming of his android offspring; to decide on his morality and skills.

( All of which, outside of a generally invasive and system compatible nature, had to be taught... )

Character: Data
Fandom: Star Trek: TNG / Blake's 7
Words: 1,964
Notes: AU based off RP

3.B.) What do you think of cloning?”

I once had an interesting discussion with my father. I wished to know why it was that he had constructed me, and he sat me down and proceeded to assist me in working out the answer on my own. He pointed out to me that humans have not only a tendency to indulge in the past, but also wish to see themselves in their reproduction. It is a form of continuity, a sense of immortality.

( This I learned before I knew the very unusual history of the Soong family. )

Character: Data
Fandom: Star Trek : The Next Generation
Word Count: 556
Notes: I was really busy last month and am slowly getting caught up on a prompt surge. I couldn't resist going back and doing this one.

Who: Data | The Fifth Doctor | Peri Brown
What: Data meets the ancestor of the curator from "Dalek", a Mr. Kevin van Statten, who wants both Data and the TARDIS for his collection and will stop at nothing to possess them.
When: After their adventure in San Francisco.
Warnings and Notes: Related to stuff in infinitychamber, and a redo of the TNG episode The Most Toys.

( The Most Toys )

This is probably, out of all the Data episodes, the one that makes me angriest on his behalf. Data is kidnapped and added to a rich maniac's collection of rare and unique items. It's one of the few times Data's driven practically to the point of murder and then even lies about it.

The Most Toys

Who: Data | Kerr Avon | The Seventh Doctor
What: The Doctor uses his TARDIS to allow Avon into Data's mind, and not only save him but see how much Data cares for him.
When: At the end of Lore Plot.
Warnings and Notes: Continued from here...

( Data had finally gotten to a particular leather clad android on his dreamscape... )

Who: Data | The Fifth Doctor
What: Five helps Data restore his memories, and then has to say his good-byes. All within his dreamscape.
When: The end of Lore Plot.
Warnings and Notes: Some tear-jerky sadness at the end.

( He didn't know where he was... )

Personal Log. Stardate 50893.5

I had been awaiting the Enterprise to intercept my distress signal and send a rescue party to my location. I was forced to seek refuge in a cabin in what appears to be the Appalachian foothill region after a failed away mission.

After a battle with the Borg, one of the ships imploding created what could be called a “temporal sinkhole” that the Enterprise was drawn into. We detected an unfamiliar technological signature far more advanced than was appropriate for the late 20th century time period the environment seemed congruent with, so Commander Riker arranged an away team to investigate. In the recesses of an abandoned coal mine we discovered an unusual species, notably aggressive and housed within metal husks that were vaguely cylindrical in shape. These containers tapered toward the top where they were covered with a dome, and were equipped with two protruding external devices. One seemed to be a device for grasping and investigation, and the other a weapon.

( When these creatures were approached for peaceful resolution, they merely repeated the words 'Exterminate' and immediately attacked several party members... )

Character: Data
Fandom: Star Trek: The Next Generation
Word Count: 1,221

Who: Data | Kerr Avon
What: Data discusses Lore with Avon.
When: After discovering Lore was present within the village, and he attacked the Fifth Doctor.
Warnings and Notes: Relating to Lore Plot at hearts_andminds.

( The covers creased in as Data sat on the side of the bed, once again watching Avon contentedly sleep and trying to draw comfort from it. )