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@mark2000.bsky.social Oct 5, 2026, 5:01 PM

#StarTrekTheWebComic
#NoGoodDeed 21-24
8 October, 2013
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CAPTAIN MADISON
Well, Defence Force won’t have their prize today. We’re going to help these poor bastards get back home.
LT. GRABES looks disturbed. LT. COMMANDER JORDAN is downright enraged.
LT. COMMANDER JORDAN
Are you out of your mind?
CAPTAIN MADISON
I can assure you, First Officer, I am quite sane. (HE SITS UP) Earth has made little or no attempt to provide the Romulans with an olive branch. We have an opportunity of a lifetime here and I plan on taking it.
LT. COMMANDER JORDAN stands up forcefully.
LT. COMMANDER JORDAN (VOICE RAISED)
Sir! You are ordering an unauthorized mission that does not serve the interests of the United Earth Defence Force! You have been growing more and more visibly disillusioned with your command and I can no longer look the other way while you endanger this crew!

CAPTAIN MADISON stands up as well and steps forward, nearly face to face with LT. COMMANDER JORDON. His voice is now raised to a yell.
CAPTAIN MADISON
Do you intend to mutiny, Commander!?
LT. COMMANDER JORDAN is unsure what he’s getting himself into, but he can’t contain his anger. He is now screaming.
LT. COMMANDER JORDAN
Some has to stop you from getting us all killed!

There is an uncomfortable beat. The whole bridge is completely silent. The crew stare with anxiety at the two conflicting officers. LT. COMMANDER JORDAN’S face suddenly changes to one of desperation. He half whispers in a pleading voice.
LT. COMMANDER JORDAN
Please, Kyle! Don’t do this!

CAPTAIN MADISON stands firm. He turns away from LT. COMMANDER JORDAN and steps back toward his command chair but does not sit down.
CAPTAIN MADISON (TO THE COMMUNICATIONS OFFICE)
Address inner craft.
COMMUNICATIONS OFFICER
System open, sir.
CAPTAIN MADISON (TO THE INTERCOM)
This is the captain. We have encountered a disabled enemy ship with survivors on board and I have decided to help them return to Romulan space as a show of respect and compassion.

As MADISON speaks we see scenes of various crew in different parts of the ship listening to his speech including STILES in engineering, crew walking through hallways, and the two men in the Torpedo room.
CAPTAIN MADISON
I understand this will be an extremely dangerous mission and one we may not return from.

@mark2000.bsky.social Sep 28, 2026, 3:31 PM

#StarTrekTheWebComic
#NoGoodDeed 17-20
6 September, 2013
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LT. GRABES (INTERCOM)
Captain to the bridge! All decks, alert!
CAPTAIN MADISON lifts himself up and wanders to a view screen. He flicks the screen on and a squints at the bizarrely fresh and mildly pleased face of LT. GRABES.
CAPTAIN MADISON
What the hell’s going on GRABES?
LT. GRABES
We’ve spotted an enemy vessel, Sir. It appears to be disabled.
CAPTAIN MADISON
I’m on my way.

EXT. DEEP SPACE
The Stalwart approaches a drifting Bird of Prey. Sparks softly vent from a hole in its midsection.
INT. STALWART BRIDGE
The turbolift doors open and CAPTAIN MADISON and LT. COMMANDER JORDAN step out. They take their positions as the night shift vacates.
CAPTAIN MADISON
Status report, Mr. Grabes.
LT. GRABES
The Romulan vessel is damaged and adrift, Captain. It’s engineering section is exposed to space. Several heat signs aboard indicate survivors. Readings show they have enough battery power for minimal life-support.

CAPTAIN MADISON (MUTTERING TO HIMSELF)
We’ve never seen a Romulan ship this close up that wasn’t firing on us or blowing itself up. (ALOUD TO JORDAN) You’re thoughts, Commander?
LT. COMMANDER JORDAN turns to face CAPTAIN MADISON.
LT. COMMANDER JORDAN
Could be a trap, sir. In four years of war no Earth vessel has ever experienced a situation like this.
CAPTAIN MADISON clasps his hands and rests his chin on them. He looks intently at the view screen.
CAPTAIN MADISON
Without warp drive a sneak attack would be impossible. We’d see them coming a light year away.

LT. COMMANDER JORDAN
It could be a suicide mission. Wait for us to get close and then self-destruct taking us with them.
LT. GRABES
That’s definitely a possibility, sir. But they would require one hell of a power build up on very short notice. Their fusion reactors are cold.
LT. COMMANDER JORDAN
(TO GRABES SMILING) If that’s the case then we have ourselves a real prize! (TO MADISON) A Romulan ship with real Romulans on board. Even dead we’d finally get a look at them face to face.
CAPTAIN MADISON stares at the view screen even more intently. His eyes squint in deep thought. We see the Romulan ship grow larger in the viewer, her damage becoming more apparent.

@mark2000.bsky.social Sep 14, 2026, 6:53 PM

#StarTrekTheWebComic
#NoGoodDeed 13-16
19 July, 2013
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LT. COMMANDER JORDAN
It’s a matter of justice, isn’t it?
CAPTAIN MADISON
Justice? The Romulans can barely defend themselves. They don’t even have warp drive. It isn’t a fair fight.
LT. COMMANDER JORDAN
But it’s a fight they chose and we need to finish it or risk coming off as weak. If we give up now the next aggressive species will step up - maybe even the Romulans again with new technology. You know that as well as I do.
CAPTAIN MADISON
I DO know that, or at least I did.

Turns to LT. COMMANDER JORDAN.
CAPTAIN MADISON
But where does it end if the Romulans won’t surrender despite continued losses? Do we conquer their world? Occupy it? Rebuild it in our own democratic image? Who would be the aggressor then?
LT. COMMANDER JORDAN looks uncomfortable.
CAPTAIN MADISON
And what if they still keep fighting - And there’s every indication they would - do we continue killing them until every Romulan man, woman, and child is dead? Wouldn’t that constitute a genocide? Can you really commit genocide in self-defense? There's not a lot of love between us, Landon. There hasn't been for a long time. But you have to know there's at least some truth in what I'm telling you.

LT. COMANDER JORDAN
I think you're selling me short, Kyle. I'm just not the one
with the power to change things. You'll lose your career over this. I don't want that to happen.
CAPTAIN MADISON leans against a viewport pane and looks out are the vast blackness.
CAPTAIN MADISON
No mater how warm the room is, this glass is always cold. Why is it always cold?
LT. COMMANDER JORDAN
You need to snap out of this, Kyle. Your ambivalence toward the war is beginning to show on the bridge. I’ve noticed it and the crew is noticing it. They can’t function if they don’t think they can count on you in a difficult situation.
CAPTAIN MADISON
Duly noted, Commander.

EXT. STALWART FLYBY
INT. STALWART - CAPTAIN’S QUARTERS - NIGHT
CAPTAIN MADISON lies in his bunk. The lights are out. On the stand next to him an empty bottle lays on its side next to a half filled glass. Suddenly the intercom kicks on.
LT. GRABES (INTERCOM)
Alert! Alert! All decks, alert! Captain to the bridge! All decks, alert!

@mark2000.bsky.social Sep 7, 2026, 11:48 PM

#StarTrekTheWebComic
#NoGoodDeed 9-13
21 April, 2013
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ENGINEER STILES
So, Grabes, I hear you bagged another single shot kill on a Romulan ship today.
LT. COMMANDER JORDAN
Grabes has got to have up to 20 of them by now. The top brass will probably be promoting her any day now.
LT. GRABES
It’s 24 kills, actually. I’m hoping to have 30 notches on my wall by the end of the year.
All of them laugh. CAPTAIN MADISON is quietly eavesdropping on their conversation. He speaks to them without looking up.
CAPTAIN MADISON
You should show more respect when addressing the dead.

GRABES looks over to MADISON. She looks even more nervous than before. She stutters as she speaks.
LT. GRABES
Eh..eh..excuse me, sir?
MADISON looks up now.
CAPTAIN MADISON
The dead, Grabes. Those who have bravely fought you and have been defeated by you.
MADISON’S voice raises slowly to a cold, controlled yell so the whole room can hear.
CAPTAIN MADISON
They may be our enemies and they may not hold our values but they are still soldiers like us and in my presence you will show them some respect, damn it.
The room quiets and all eyes are on the officer’s table. MADISON stands to leave. The room resumes its chatter again. Before he can get far JORDAN also stands.
LT. COMMANDER JORDAN
Sir, I’d like to speak to you in private when you have a chance.
CAPTAIN MADISON
You know where to find me, Exec.

INT. MADISON'S QUARTERS
Madison sits at the edge of a bed shirtless. Jordan is behind him frowning under the covers.
MADISON
Was there anything else you wanted to discuss, Landon?
JORDAN
Curse you, Kyle! You know this isn't what I came down here for.
MADISON
Yes, I know. You wanted to talk to me about my attitude and the crew's feelings. Haven't we had this discussion a million times before?
JORDON
We never get to have this discussion because you manipulate your way out of it every time! Do you know the flack I'm getting because of you? I can't sit down to a plate of food cubes witout dealing with a weepy navigator and mutinous chief engineer wailing in my ear?
MADISON
Ha, Ha. Mutinous? Are you telling me I should have Stiles keel-hauled? Shall we drag her along at warp, or will impulse do?
JORDAN
I'm telling you something needs to change. At least tell me why you've been out of it the last two months. I'm not leaving here 'till I get some sort of answer!

MADISON
You know I was an ensign on the first warp capable exploration ship?
JORDAN
I remember. I didn't join up much later than you.
MADISON
I was going to meet the people on those “strange new worlds”. I didn’t expect I’d be slaughtering them one campaign at a time. I listen to bright, young junior officers trained in science and exploration ticking off battle casualties like they’re scoring points. Death and killing means so little to them now. We’ve tainted a generation...
LT. COMMANDER JORDAN
The Romulans did start this war, Kyle.
CAPTAIN MADISON
You don’t think I know that, LANDON? There isn’t a person on this ship who didn’t know someone on those colonies. But what does who started what matter now? We’ve been doing this for four years and where has it gotten us?