Only one out of every forty three thousand planets supports intelligent life..
Two weeks have past since the pilot ended. The crew has been exploring the galaxy with no luck. they wander upon an apparently distressed vessel that captain Archer decides to board in case the crew needs help. They find the crew of the ship has been killed by some unknown assailant.Vulcan's are the Death of the party:
T'Pol raises every objection at every opportunity, leave the ship alone, Dont scan for Bio signs, dont go on board and when they find the murdered crew - LEAVE.. The captain does order that they leave but within hours changes his mind - He wants to find out who killed the crew of the ship and do what they can for the murdered crew.
Star Fleet is teh noob:
I love how the crew and equipments inexperience show itself at every opportunity. They continue to fail their to success. The torpedo's targeting and timing render them useless, the universal translator is slow and not very good; and i'm sure every other species is saying whats a human, and who's star-feet?
Wait? No green chicks....
It all works out in the end, but sadly there are no unusually attractive Aliens nor have I yet seen a 'Red Shirt' Die.
Time watching Star Trek 2 Hours 30 Minutes 25 Seconds
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