kirk: captain's log stardate 666.66. things have happened. ive decided to go and beam down on the planet and get myself involved. i think im gonna wear my lucky rocket shit underwear today. kirk out.
~beams down with planet~
mccoy: why am i even here no one has a paper cut can i go back to watching dr sexy md please kirk
kirk: no
alien: [hisses] go away
kirk: no let me help u
~beep beep gay calling~
spock: illogical. illogical. illogical.
~beep beep gay call ended~
kirk: spock says the ships broken because miss alien here doesnt want us to go away
alien: [hisses] what the fuck man maybe your ship's messed up huh
kirk: what is this strange language they're speaking in
mccoy: dammit i'm a doctor not a universal translator
kirk: eh whatever it doesnt matter lets go explore hey u in the red shirt go over there i'll go over here
~red shirt dies~
mccoy: hes dead jim can i go back now
kirk: here we gather to mourn sir whats his face from sir planet who cares a lot. ok lets go
alien: [hisses]
kirk: hi
alien: [hisses seductively]
kirk: please do things against ur morals for me its for the good of gaykind
alien: [hisses then dies]
kirk: thank u. ok scotty, beam us up
scotty: aye aye scotch
~several minutes later~
kirk: ah its good to be back in the chair alive and well im glad no one died and
mccoy: can i leave now
spock: illogical
mccoy: hobgoblin
spock: emotional man
mccoy: ur dumb
spock: illogical
kirk: now pls play nice boys this is my dramatic zoom up time