dr. combined gas (staticlights) wrote in st_ix_rating,
dr. combined gas

Dammit Jim, I'm a doctor not a bricklayer

The basics.
Name/Alias: Michelle / staticlights
Age: 17
Country: United States

Hobbies: knitting/sewing, ultimate frisbee, technical theatre, hiking, reading
Likes: military history, Russian/American/English relations, medicine, cold/rainy/stormy weather
Dislikes: the smell of perfume. Indecently short or revealing clothing. Ignorant, loud, American tourists. Overconfidence--especially cocky children who have no right to brag...
Fears: failing, especially in front of people who's opinion I respect. Falling (though curiously enough not heights). Chaos.
Describe yourself in three words: intellectual, honourable, uh...probably-too-much-like-Anatoly? (if you're familiar with Chess?)

Fly a little higher…
Strong points: I think. I think before acting, I try at least to think before speaking. I love reading more "intellectual books" like the physics of Star Trek, or fiction like I, Claudius; I'm not easily scared or excited by things, so I tend to keep a level-head and am able to rationallly think when others aren't. I also stick to my word. If I've promised somebody that I'll get something done, then I'll do it. I may not be happy about it or I may be doing that instead of sleeping or eating, but I'll get the job done.
Weak points: I judge people pretty harshly, and tend to see their bad sides before I recognise their good. It also takes me a really, really long time to trust somebody. I hate the idea that I can't do something, and really enjoy proving people wrong. For example, last spring, on opening night, the director made a passing comment to me about how dirty the stage had become. I said that I'd mopped it the best I could, but it was a white floor with black scuff marks that weren't going to come off easily. He commented, half-joking that we should just re-paint it, then went to lunch. I stayed behind, moved all of the props, and re-painted the floor, just because. I guess the problem is I think myself infalliable, so I try to shoulder too many responsibilities.

Favorite colors?:
What were/are your three favorite subjects in school?: History(though I like military history and English-WWII-era history, neither of which are taught at my school), science (I like physics and chem most, since they're more maths-y), calculus (I hated geometry and precalc, though)
What era or recent decade would you fancy yourself living in?: I like our decade, I wouldn't want to go back in history and give up the scientific advancements that we've made
How would most people describe you?: ...well, my teammates called me the law-and-order captain, but given who the other captain was (I can think of no better way to describe her than like America in Hetalia), I think anybody would seem 'law and order'-like in comparision. So, I asked one of my friends on AIM, and she gave me this response:
[09:39] Wells: While the rest of us only use ten percent of our brains, you're running on full cylinders.
[09:39] Wells: And you're now going to reply that the people-use-10%-of-their-brains thing is an urban legend
[09:40] Wells: which proves my point
Would you describe yourself the same way? Why or why not?: I would agree that I generally have a lot of things running through my brain at a given moment. I find it impossible to catagorise my mind by subject, so I tend to have a lot of very different (but all related) thoughts running through my head--like seeing 8 chairs grouped around a table as a Lewis structure.
If you could have dinner with anyone of your choosing, dead or alive, who would it be?: Carl von Clausewitz, the author of Vom Kreige. Vom Kreige has changed the way that I think about war, though I do agree that parts have become more irrelevant as war changes. I guess it's more because of the latter point that I would be very curious to hear his opinion on current crisises, or even on WWII and the Cold War.
What is your favorite quote, and why?:

"All we have to believe with is our senses, the tools we use to perceive the world: our sight, our touch, our memory. If they lie to us, then nothing can be trusted. And even if we do not believe, then still we cannot travel in any other way than the road our senses show us; and we must walk that road to the end."

-American Gods by Neil Gaiman

The 'why' is a bit harder. There's some part of my that has always been fascinated with the perceptio of "truth". I was the kid who was asking why the sky was blue--wanting an in-depth scientific (though I didn't recognise it as such then, not having started school) answer, or else wondering what it would be like to be colour-blind, or fully blind...wondering if the blue I was seeing was the same as the blue my mother saw.

Red alert!
Would you honestly risk your own life to save a complete stranger?: That depends. I suppose the main thing I would try to figure out is: can I actually save them, or am I just adding to the body count? Then maybe what they were doing when they got in the risky position, I'm all for helping people, but I also am selfish enough and have a strong enough instinct of self-preservation that if they were doing something stupid, I'd choose my life over theirs. ...and by the time I'd thought through all that, it'd probably be too late to act anyways...
When confronted with your doppelganger from another universe, how do you convince those around you that you are the original?: am I the original, though? I'd just ask it questions, see how it responds. I have a fairly distinct way of speaking, and an unusual set of mannerisms, so I think from just a conversation it should be apparent, especially on subjects I have a tendancy to fangirl over and I have a lot of in-jokes with friends that aren't easily understood. There's also a very distinct set of things I cannot or will not do, and some weird allergies. I guess that's assuming we're different, though. If nature and nuture were the same, and we were somehow identical or nearly identical, well, that's just plain interesting. Who cares about who the original was when you have a carbon copy of yourself to deal with? It's like the chicken or the egg (well, poor choice, because the egg came first, because the egg and the chicken are one and the same...but you get my point), it's an irrelevant question.
When spending the evening with your significant other, is your communicator on, or off?: It's on, I want to be prepared for anything, my significant other will understand (or else).
Someone is threatening to harm your best friend with a weapon. How do you diffuse (or escalate) the situation?: Assess the situation: what do they want? how powerful are they? are they desperate? Could there be another person nearby that's a threat to me? Are they looking to hurt one or both of us? While doing this, I'd try to buy time, keep them talking, keep their attention held. Who knows, maybe they'll show a moment of weakness if they're watching me, not my friend?
The current away team has been taken hostage and their communicators are not working. What do you do to try to rescue them?: First, figure out who they were taken hostage by, where, and why? Obviously I wouldn't want to lose fellow crew members, but there is a point where risking many more lives on the small chance of saving theirs isn't worth it. If a rescue is deemed to be possible, too much planning would only get in our way, any rigid designs we might come up with will be utterly useless two seconds in. I would arrange the rescue team in groups of three, with orders to be in constant communication with each other, and with me--we don't know whether the communicators aren't working because they simply don't have them, or because of a more sinister reason that's disabling them from working.

Star Trek IX.
Which character do you relate to the most, and why?: I related well to the movie version of Spock in terms of his actions, I probably would've done the same thing (my friend turned to me during his comment to Bones about breaking a race horse and commented that it was something that I would say, with that same expression on my face). Also Bones, especially with my friends. I'm a bit sarcastic, a bit gruff, but I do care about them deep, deep, deep down and there are a lot of times where I find myself thinking: "why the hell am I going along and helping you with this? This is absolutely insane."
What color is your regulation uniform/which Starfleet department do you work for?: Blue. As I said above, I really love science, so I'd be most comfortable working there. Actually, red wouldn't be bad either, though I do like my life, so I'm going with blue.
The bridge is empty and the captain's chair is unoccupied. To sit, or not to sit? If yes, do you spin around?: No. It's the captains chair, and as such, it is a symbol of his/her authority, and it would be disrespectful and improper for me to sit in it. Spinning around--childish, demeaning, and definitely out of the question.
The Enterprise has been contaminated by an airborne aphrodisiac. Who do you end up shagging?: I don't really do romance, and I'm really insecure about myself, even, I think, in the presence of an aphrodisiac, so I'd probably end up being shagged by someone else. Having said that, probably, well, Kirk. I know I said above that I dislike cockiness, but when it's backed up by talent, it's kind of attractive. Or if I was older, Pike. Yeah........

Anything Else?: Thanks for reading; fair winds and following seas~
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