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Squirrelly

Page history last edited by Chris Stephenson 15 years, 1 month ago

Taken from "Forms of Life"

 


        Squirrelly squinted as he turned the last screw, closing the panel, and wished for the hundredth time that he didn't have to do this.  He wasn't even exactly sure why he was doing this.  Easier to smooth things over and make sure everything went well than cause more problems.  He sighed inwardly as he straightened up, and looked at the expectant camera crew.  He knew they were waiting on him, and he willed himself to become ready.  He didn't like sharing his life story with anyone, especially strangers, let alone possibly the rest of the galaxy.  But it was this, or something that could harm the ship.  So, for the Maximillian, he thought, as he sat down, his tail curling up behind him.  "I'm ready."

        "Thank you Lieutenant."  The producer said quietly.  "This is just a pre-taping, we can edit it as much as we'd like later on, so take your time."  Squirrelly nodded, as he watched the producer count backwards from five, and the little red light blinked on and off twice, and then suddenly, once again, it was showtime.  But this time, it seemed more personal, more intimate, than the prior times he had been filmed.  He took a deep breath, his tail flicked slightly, and he began.

        "This isn't...easy for me to talk about...but it seems like the right thing to do.  I don't really know my true origin, family tree, so forth.  There wasn't really any need.  When it started, I was happy.  That was all I really needed to know, or all I cared about.

        "At that point, from times I remember, we weren't aware of what planet we were on, or of other places throughout the worlds, or even of other forms of life besides what we were familiar with.  We were where we were, and that was enough.  An abundant forest of trees, food, water...I guess the closest thing that it could be compared to would be Eden."

        His head lowered, and his tail drooped.  "It was Betazed, I later learned.  You know what happened to Betazed.  The Dominion War.  Wiped out a good chunk of the forests on that world, the water...I don't blame the soldiers, they were being controlled...but regardless, many of us died during the initial attacks.

        "Afterwards, we had a quick lesson in the universe when we were ferried away, kind of smuggled, onto a freight carrier.  And it ended up being a trap.  There was a man...white hair, long white hair...attacked the freighter over some kind of money dispute, but there was no mistake, he was after us.  Some kind of collector of rare lifeforms, you might know some of his allies, one of which went after Enterprise's Data a while before."

         "Some of us were taken in the last battle, and then another ship came in.  I don't recall the name, but I do know the officer that came aboard.  Captain Kelvok, then just a lieutenant, was among the team that fought off the 'collector' and saved us.  But there was a lot of damage to our ship, and we were near a warp core breach.  There was a lot of radiation, and Lieutenant Kelvok collapsed.  I was the last 'fur' left alive on the ship, the others either succumbed to the radiation or taken by the collector.  I carried him out, using his badge as I had watched him do to get off the ship before it exploded.

          "My life changed, I learned about the Federation.  As thanks for me getting him off the ship, Kelvok and a few Admiral acquaintances of his sponsored my admittance into the Academy.  As luck would have it, to make a long story short, though it's too late for that, I now serve under him.

          "That is...pretty much how I came to be, in a nutshell.  If I have any experience I want to impart on anyone, it's that...that there are always different forms of life out there, far far different than any of us can imagine.  But where it counts, they're the same as us, and they should be treated as such.  On this ship alone, we have androids, energy beings, races of all shapes and sizes...and one fur.  And we all work together for a common goal.

          "If I have one goal, apart from helping my crewmembers, it is that someday to discover what happened to my friends and family...But that is in the future.  And that ends my story."

          Squirrelly looked into the camera, a flash of sadness and anger for having to share his personal tale.  "Is that good enough for you?"


It since has become clear that Squirrelly was not being completely truthful about his true origins, which are, as of yet, unknown.   However, new information has surfaced.

 

 

At the age of 5, Squirrelly, along with many other Sciurusians, was abducted from his homeworld and taken to a research facility by an unknown race.  They intended to exploit the telepathic abilities that the Sciurusians have.  Squirrelly spent his formulative years surrounded by death and horror.  When he was 11, and after years of secretly picking his captor’s brains to learn to fly their craft, he led a small group of his people to a shuttle and escaped.  After some time in space and with their ship slowly dying, they were picked up by a Federation starship, the USS Dandibell.  Since none of the survivors knew the whereabouts of their planet, they set up a small settlement on a Federation planet.  When Squirrelly was old enough, he joined Starfleet and majored in Advanced Starship Technology.  Upon graduation in 2372, he was assigned to the Shipyards.  When a warp technician position opened up on the USS Thuimlow, he took it.  He loved his hands on work and excelled at his duties.  In 2379, he applied for and was granted chief engineer on the USS Maximillian.  There he continues to serve honorably.

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