Once upon a time, I was suicidal. At a time when there was nothing else worth living for, I started watching Deep Space Nine. I am so glad I did.

It's 4.30a Monday; I haven't slept since Saturday and the buses don't start running for another hour. This is the sleep-deprived result of me writing whatever random crap flows into my head. A strange cross between a chat-room and an old-style text adventure which makes little, if any, sense.

A somewhat sexual spoof of star trek centering around DS9, this was among the first things I ever wrote. To get back at Vash for her affair with Julian, Q grants Julian incredible sexual powers - to the dismay of the other men on board who are becoming suspicious as to why their girlfriends have suddenly started dumping them. Mixing in the very worst of The Original Series, Next Generation and Deep Space Nine.