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On its 13th anniversary and on Star Trek’s 60th I thought I’d bring #StarTrekTheWebComic to bsky for the first time. I’ll run 4 strips every Monday starting with #NoGoodDeed 1-4. I’ll also add commentary when useful and the original URL of the first strip in every post.
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A Daedalus class ship passes by. Explosions go off around it. It approaches a romulan bird of prey. The captions read “July 2061. The height of the Earth-Romulan war”. Title card reading “No Good Deed written and illustrated by Mark Farinas”. Grabes: Torpedo room! Where the hell’s my ammo? Torpedo guy: We’re all set down here, Grabes! Grabes: Torpedoes are locked and loaded, Captain Madison! Madison: Fire at will, Lieutenant.
August 24, 2026 at 2:33 PM
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#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.
September 28, 2026 at 3:31 PM
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#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!
September 14, 2026 at 6:53 PM
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#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?
September 7, 2026 at 11:48 PM
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#NoGoodDeed 5-8
2 April, 2013
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Alt text is now taken directly from the original script. Some descriptions and dialogue may vary.
EXT. DEEP SPACE - STALWART The Stalwart fires two rocket propelled torpedoes, the right one a single beat after the left. The first one detonates behind the Romulan vessel sending it into a slow spin. The second impacts directly, blowing the ship in two. INT. STALWART - BRIDGE From the captain’s chair we see the helm and main viewer. The Romulan ship’s remains explode into dust on screen. LT. GRABES turns toward the camera with a look of excitement. LT. GRABES Direct hit, sir! Target destroyed. The ship’s first officer and helmsman, LT. COMMANDER LANDON JORDAN, turns toward LT. GRABES. LT. COMMANDER JORDAN Fourth one this week, GRABES. Nice job. CAPTAIN MADISON remains unmoved by the situation. CAPTAIN MADISON If there are no more hostiles within scanner range proceed on previous reconnaissance course, mark 2-8. EXT. DEEP SPACE - STALWART FLYBY INT. STALWART - MESS ROOM We pan across several tables in a not quite sanitary looking cafeteria. The tables are full of crewmen and women eating and talking. The camera stops at the back where the officer’s table is. LT GRABES, LT COMMANDER JORDAN, and ENGINEER STILES sit together talking in muted, shameful voices. ENGINEER STILES Listen, if it wasn’t for you guys on the bridge pulling more than your own weight we’d all be dead by now. LT. GRABES looks down disheartened into a metal cup she’s holding in both hands. LT. GRABES It’s true, Captain Madison has been a little out of it lately. ENGINEER STILES smacks his hand forcefully against the table and yells the loudest whisper he can. ENGINEER STILES A little?! He has to be badgered and prodded into any kind of decision making whenever one of those buzzard ships come into sight. He freezes! LT. COMMANDER JORDAN It’s not so much freezing. It’s more like... disinterest. ENGINEER STILES Whatever it is he’s going to get us all killed one day. We’ve got to do something. LT. COMMANDER JORDAN We’re all tired, Stiles. Several years of combat takes its toll on the best of us. We’ve both known Madison a long time now, and we have to trust he’s capable of pulling himself out of this kind of battle fatigue. ENGINEER STILES I’m just saying I know how my engineering crew feels. They’re worrying Madison is loosing his grip, and possibly even becoming a Romulan sympathizer. We have enough of those peacenik traitors back home. We don’t need one leading us into battle. If you were to challenge his actions I know the crew would... An off screen crewman yells out something over the crowd’s noise. CREWMAN Captain on deck! The camera slides over a room full of crewmen once relaxed and eating now standing at attention. It stops at the doorway with the figure of CAPTAIN MADISON standing in it. He steps forward and the door closes shut behind him. CAPTAIN MADISON As you were. The crew sit and resume their chatter. Madison walks over to the officer’s table and sits down at the end, several seats away from the three conspiring officers already seated there. He addresses each one as he sits. CAPTAIN MADISON First Officer, Navigator, Engineer. All three nod and respond with a muted “Hello Captain”. A mess crewman approaches MADISON with a tray of food and a cup. MADISON begins picking at his food the officers nervously resume a different conversation.
August 31, 2026 at 5:24 PM