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And the numb-skullery does not end there. Whispered amongst the void between stars and pointedly avoided as a conversation piece in social gatherings of the higher geek Echelons, it is said that Abrams, not satisfied with the pillaging and slaughter of 40 years of geek history, is once again creating a menace to sci-fi families everywhere. His Star Trek XII. Which, when released will be photon torpedoed in earnest. It is all that can be done to body-shield the sacred tomb of Gene Roddenberry from the inevitable spit that will be coming his way thanks to the machinations of this idiocy. | And the numb-skullery does not end there. Whispered amongst the void between stars and pointedly avoided as a conversation piece in social gatherings of the higher geek Echelons, it is said that Abrams, not satisfied with the pillaging and slaughter of 40 years of geek history, is once again creating a menace to sci-fi families everywhere. His Star Trek XII. Which, when released will be photon torpedoed in earnest. It is all that can be done to body-shield the sacred tomb of Gene Roddenberry from the inevitable spit that will be coming his way thanks to the machinations of this idiocy. | ||
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STAR TREK XI (2009)
Whilst Star Trek has never been known as the most awesome of settings by /tg/ save for some rare bits of win here and there, it is still point and fact an enduring sci-fi legacy of a time when ideals and a utopian dream was striven for. Star Trek XI proceeds to ritually defecate on all that star trek once stood for. It is to the Star Trek universe as Codex: Grey Knights is to Warhammer 40,000 - a work of such incomprehensible nonsense and utter failure that it is honestly terrifying to look upon. Monumentally idiotic to the point of being subject to nearly as much mockery as Chakats in the Star Trek universe, Star Trek XI is utter shit, and its creator, J.J. Abrams, is a hack of the worst order.
And the numb-skullery does not end there. Whispered amongst the void between stars and pointedly avoided as a conversation piece in social gatherings of the higher geek Echelons, it is said that Abrams, not satisfied with the pillaging and slaughter of 40 years of geek history, is once again creating a menace to sci-fi families everywhere. His Star Trek XII. Which, when released will be photon torpedoed in earnest. It is all that can be done to body-shield the sacred tomb of Gene Roddenberry from the inevitable spit that will be coming his way thanks to the machinations of this idiocy.