The Sereni-Tree, settling in, Twister, more piratey angst, and continuing adventures on Boros by TheRealMe

You ever seen a man on our planet with wings? No, of course not.

They are nice and dragony, but still, what would mom & dad say if they saw you?

Serenity, First Officer of Destiny
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Friday, January 27, 2006 7:09 PM

CALLMEATH

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Originally posted by CallMeSerenity:
You ever seen a man on our planet with wings? No, of course not.

Ok, true.

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They are nice and dragony, but still, what would mom & dad say if they saw you?

You're one to talk! What would they say if they saw you unmarried and preggers?

"Invader's blood marches through my veins like giant radioactive rubber pants. The pants command me! Do not ignore my veins!"

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Friday, January 27, 2006 7:32 PM

SR walks through the bar. Seryn waves to him and he holds up a hand indicating what ever it is, it can wait. He takes the pitcher off of the bar blender and continues into the kitchen. Into the pitcher go: a egg, a snack carton of yogurt, a bananna, some berries, and a blob of orange juice concentrate. All of this is taken to the bar where a scoop of ice and 200cc of vodka top off the mix. The blender howls 90 seconds and breakfast is served.

SR wanders over to Seryn, Xan, & Ash

Speak, oh leader without fear.

Scorpion Regent

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Friday, January 27, 2006 7:39 PM

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Originally posted by CallMeAth:

You're one to talk! What would they say if they saw you unmarried and preggers?

Touche! Yeah, yeah, doesn't matter what you do, you're still the favoured son.

Even if you look like a girl!

*takes her last parting shot and walks away*

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Friday, January 27, 2006 7:48 PM

TheRealMe lies on his back, among the shattered remains of creamy pie goodness, staring at the ceiling as ThatWeirdGirl takes the newcomers off to her room for showers.

Slowly, he sits upright, and sighs.

"So, Sparky? Where's that mop?"

TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Friday, January 27, 2006 10:33 PM

Seryn still sits with glazed eyes, humming to her self, as SR sits down with his... mixture she comes too enough to dreamily greet him....

'morning sweetie... you're a right drama queen you, ain't ya?'

...then drifts back off into her reverie.

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"She's a mite whimsical in the brainpan."

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Saturday, January 28, 2006 1:33 AM

PSYCHICRIVER

Well, this has just turned into the cer-razy house!

I DEMAND a meeting! On the ground floor of the common room! RIGHT NOW!

Everyone must attend.

PsychicRiver

"Two by two, hands of blue."

"We'll take care of each other. I'll knit!"
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Saturday, January 28, 2006 4:28 AM

TheRealMe gets up off the floor by the kitchen and scrapes creamy pie off himself off while Sparky mops up the remaining bits.

"Very well, PsychicRiver. I shall return directly after I shower and get a change of clothes. But you know, you could use the ship's intercom or the network of com-links to get your message across. Or you could post it on the ship's internal web site."

TheRealMe heads off to his quarters in the West Wing.

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Saturday, January 28, 2006 4:30 AM

Bride3 returns to her bar, somewhat annoyed to discover that folks seem to have made a habit of helping themselves to her stock.

"Oh, well," she sighs. "It's not like I get paid or anything."

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Saturday, January 28, 2006 7:32 AM

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Seryn still sits with glazed eyes, humming to her self, as SR sits down with his... mixture she comes too enough to dreamily greet him....

'morning sweetie... you're a right drama queen you, ain't ya?'

...then drifts back off into her reverie.

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"She's a mite whimsical in the brainpan."

"Captain under the influence," he thinks to himself "but influence of what? It's not booze. Her arms show no marks. I smell no smoke, but something's surely burning. Of course, she must be day dreamin' about that himbo."

"Forget it captain, you'll sooner walk on the sun."

Seryn's eyes come back into focus.
"What?"

"He only goes for damsels in distress. Strong women intimidate him. Besides he's just a proxy, a puppet. The real brains on that ship is his QM. He's just the posterboy."

Seryn turns to look at SR.
"I don't know what you're talking about"

SR is admiring the way the lighting of the common room shines through the bar doors.
"I guess then it doesn't matter then." He says

Seryn turn away from him. Her face that was a minute before completely relaxed, is now in a deep scowl. She crosses her arms in front of her.
"How did I ever come to be in business with this,...creature?" She asks herself.

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Everyone must attend.

SR ignores the anouncement and sits sipping his breakfast. He really likes it. There's nothing like going without for the better part of a week to make a man appreciate his food. His head is still hurting, but he knows that's just a pain, it's not a real problem. He really likes the bar too. He'll miss it when he's gone or when it's been destroyed. He would rather stay, but the way his life has been, he hasn't had much a say in what will happen, only how he can react to it.

Seryn stands and in the process purposely steps on SR's foot. SR winces more out of surprise than pain. Seryn storms out of the bar.

She is beautiful when she's angry SR thinks to himself. He imagines that if a man had to die in battle he could do far worst than to have the last thing he sees is Seryn enraged.

Seryn finds that walking angry tends get a person a short distance quickly and now that she's in the common room she is left with no outlet for her annoyance. She is tempted to start throwing pool balls, but she knows better.

"Quartermasters, can't break them to your will, can't kill them." She thinks to herself. "He should be out here." but that would force her to have to share that room with him. At that moment she didn't want to see if the common room was large enough for the two of them. She considers the possibility of ordering him to get off his bum and out into the common room, but the line of authority dictates that the captain really can only properly order the quartermaster in times of battle. Could this situation be interpreted as battle? A grin cracks through her frown for a moment. Her first impulse was to have taken that thing he was drinking and pour it into his lap, but she knew better that to take food from a starving man.

Scorpion Regent

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Saturday, January 28, 2006 7:33 AM

*heads to the common room at PR's bidding. Spies her brother making his was towards the couches.*

Hey Ath, I was thinking last night.

Ath: Yeah?

*She watches in some amusement as he struggles a bit with his wings as he sits on the couch.*

CMS: Yes. About why you still have your wings. Would you like to hear my thoughts?

Ath: Okay.

CMS: Well, you know the myth on our planet how the first people came to be?

Ath: Vaguely.

CMS: Yeah, you never were one to pay attention to that kind of thing. Anyway, the story goes that the son of the Sea fell in love with the daughter of the Sky. But he couldn't reach her. So he went on this quest to find some way to get to her. Remember that big epic poem they used to make us read in school?

Ath: Yeah

CMS: well, that's all about all the trials and dangers he went through on his journey.

Eventually, he finds these magical waters infested with dangerous sea creatures and risks life and limb to secure some of the water. But get some he does, and with them, he's able to travel up to the sky.

Ath: Which is why it rains so gorram much.

CMS: Exactly. Well, anyway. They eventually have children, a male and a female, the first people. And the woman has wings, of course.

Ath: Yeah, I know all this. So?

CMS: Well, what occured to me was the thing about the magical waters that the son of the Sea found. The magical waters, with the dangerous sea creatures that let him travel to the sky. Sound familiar?

Ath: Hmm..interesting theory.

CMS: Thank you!
Now, you know what this meeting needs? Popcorn. Lots of it!

Serenity, First Officer of Destiny
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Saturday, January 28, 2006 8:19 AM

ok, deep breath, backwards from five, slowly, 5...4...3... oh screw this crap

Hey, PR, nice to see you again mate! After your meeting you fancy going and shooting things?

..I mean, targets... and stuff... with arrows... *waves the longbow*

Oo! popcorn. *goes into kitchen, puts a load of kernals and some butter mixture in the industrial popcorn maker, turns it on, then goes back to the commonroom*

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Saturday, January 28, 2006 11:22 AM

*plops down on a couch in the common room*

I brought soda (with an extra ingredient or two).

Can't have popcorn without soda.

So, PR, what's this all about?

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Saturday, January 28, 2006 12:08 PM

*looks around the common room, spots mai, and plops down next to her on the couch and randomly gives her a hggling for no apparent reason

I declare this couch the couch of much hggling!

so...what's up, pr?

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Saturday, January 28, 2006 12:34 PM

THATWEIRDGIRL

*still deftly maneuvering through the halls, she lifts her arm to her mouth*

PR, I can’t, sorry. I know this is probably because of me, but I need to find him…kay? Sorry, I’ll leave my wrist com on so I can hear everything you say. Is that good enough?

PR: No, I want you and everyone else in here. You’ve become some wacko woman. I’m asking you, as your son, Mum, please come to the meeting in the common room.

*twg drops her wrist to her side and sighs. She stops her mad dash.*

I suppose it can wait… *luckily for twg, her goal was on the path to the common room and as she passed the doorway, she bumped into the very person she’d been looking for.* …It’s just that I finally figured it out….bullocks.

*he rubs his chest and wonders if he just hear twg say bullocks*

*she looks up at him as she rubs her forehead*

You going down to the meeting?

Him: Mmmm, right. On my way now.

Mind if I walk with you? I’ve something I’d like to run by you…

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Saturday, January 28, 2006 1:42 PM

*Serenity peeks into the kitchen to find Seryn making popcorn and Kelly bustling about making various snacks for everyone.*

Hello! Just what I came looking for!

*She grabs a mouthful of popcorn.*

Kelly, I've been meaning to say a proper hello. It's wonderful to have you here. First of all, your cooking is fantastic, and second of all, it's always nice to have another minority around, you know? *twitches a wing*

Anyway, I've been meaning to tell you that I have a garden. I grow pretty much everything we eat here. Well, all the fruits and veggies and herbs. I'd love to show you around sometime when we get a chance. If you're going to be in charge of cooking, I'd like you to be able to take what you need.

Now, it looks like this meeting's about to start. Can I help with anything?

*CMS grabs a tray of popcorn to bring out.*

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Saturday, January 28, 2006 2:05 PM

*One of TheRealMe’s dimensional portals forms an indiscrete event horizon in a prominent corner of the Sereni-Tree’s common room. Through the shimmering haze a rather confused looking llama nimbly leaps on to the floor, skidding a bit on the slick hardwood surface. Trailing behind the llama is a leather tether. Attatched to the trailing end of the tether is cozen, who whiplashes through the rapidly diminishing portal and lands, inevitably, face first into the llama’s arse end, right underneath its upraised tail.*

*The llama idly kicks cozen aside as it sniffs its new environ. After a minimal hesitation it ambles off to the popcorn kettle in the kitchen. It headbutts the kettle off the stove and with little or no concern for propriety sets to snarfling the yummy contents.*

*cozen wipes his face with a corner of his vicuña fiber poncho, muttering something about losing a bet whilst experimenting with various formulations of tequilas at the bar in Escondite Hernando (which he thinks might have been in Peru, but coulda been somewhere in Bolivia or maybe even Tucumcarey, he hasn’t quite yet mastered TRM’s “borrowed” tech so it’s possible it might have been a soundstage in Londonderry and where did this digression go?). He notes the gathering of folk.*

Um, I had this dream about a call for a meeting?

*He makes for the couch, his stride looking for all the world as if he has an entire roll of toilet paper crammed up his wazoo. He plops down beside mailmd (for they seem kinda entwined, as it were). They heroically refrain from commenting on cozens’ odiferousness. The llama, done with the popcorn appetizer, sorta skitters over to the couch. The llama smells a lot like cozen. cozen introduces the beast, name of Schwartz.*

*Schwartz sniffs at the couch, then begins to eat it.*

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Saturday, January 28, 2006 2:07 PM

oops!

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Saturday, January 28, 2006 2:15 PM

*looks over as cozen plops onto the couch and embraces him in a manly-type back-slapping hug and then quickly withdraws himself.

hey there, cozen...this is the couch of much hggling. i'm glad the llama likes it, too, but...well i'm sure someone here has some sort of crazy power they can repair the couch with.

*grins as a few bananas fall from seemingly nowhere to the ground in front of the llama which begins to eat them
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Saturday, January 28, 2006 2:17 PM

Yeah, well, if PR ever shows up at his own meeting, maybe I can borrow his knitting needles and some.... What's this couch fabric anyway?

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Saturday, January 28, 2006 2:35 PM

PSYCHICRIVER

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TRM:

"Very well, PsychicRiver. I shall return directly after I shower and get a change of clothes. But you know, you could use the ships intercom or the network of com-links to get your message across. Or you could post it on the ship's internal web site."

Thanks, TRM.

*Punches the ship-wide comm button.* Okay I require the presence of everyone on board in the common room right the hell now. New or old, hot or cold, winged or otherwise. Thank you. *Hits the ship-wide comm buttong again.*

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ok, deep breath, backwards from five, slowly, 5...4...3... oh screw this crap

Hey, PR, nice to see you again mate! After your meeting you fancy going and shooting things?

..I mean, targets... and stuff... with arrows... *waves the longbow*

Hi there! I'd love to! Sounds great!

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TWG:

*still deftly maneuvering through the halls, she lifts her arm to her mouth*

PR, I can’t, sorry. I know this is probably because of me, but I need to find him…kay? Sorry, I’ll leave my wrist com on so I can hear everything you say. Is that good enough?

PR: No, I want you and everyone else in here. You’ve become some wacko woman. I’m asking you, as your son, Mum, please come to the meeting in the common room.

*twg drops her wrist to her side and sighs. She stops her mad dash.*

I suppose it can wait…

Good, thank you. *PR plants a small kiss on his mother's cheek before entering the common room.*

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Mai:

So, PR, what's this all about?

Well, nothing really. I just, ....felt like it.

The thing is...a lot of new people have come aboard recently, and it feels like we oughta...take stock or something. Or call attendance maybe? Or just, welcome everyone aboard. Asign them rooms and jobs and somesuch.

PLUS I'd like a bit more of an effort to find my father! I wanna know! AND is my presence in this time zone screwing up the future? Which is now, for me.

Sorry to whine, I'm grateful to those helping me look, it's just...I'm at a dead end, I don't know where to turn next.

AND we still have this issue of Emma being MIA, what are we doing about that?

And maybe we should have kareoke tonight.

PsychicRiver

"Two by two, hands of blue."

"We'll take care of each other. I'll knit!"
"I swallowed a bug."

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Saturday, January 28, 2006 3:23 PM

THATWEIRDGIRL

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Good, thank you. *PR plants a small kiss on his mother's cheek before entering the common room.*
The thing is...a lot of new people have come aboard recently, and it feels like we oughta...take stock or something. Or call attendance maybe? Or just, welcome everyone aboard. Asign them rooms and jobs and somesuch.... PLUS I'd like a bit more of an effort to find my father! I wanna know! AND is my presence in this time zone screwing up the future? Which is now, for me.
doing about that?

Right, excellent point. Rooms. Well, I should let TRM know that I've moved back into my old rooms. It was just a little weird living with a man I didn't remember when there was a man I remembered...um, right, you didn't need to know that.

*twg nervously twins the hem of her shirt around her fingers*

and I have an idea about that time thing *twg looks up at him and smiles.* I figure we have to keep a look out for a ruthless cyborg bent on our distruction. *Ath starts laughing* ...whatever...i know who it is. *twg sits on the floor and waits for the rest of the meeting*

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And maybe we should have kareoke tonight.

Dibs on Cool Rider!

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Saturday, January 28, 2006 5:05 PM

JADEHAND

Well, it sounds like PR is somewhat serious about this meeting perhaps we should attend, Washie?

*finishes washing all the creamy pie filling off and finds a towel to dry off. Steps out and finds a set of clothing that at least fits. Makes his way to the common room, stopping by the bar for a drink first.*

So, what's it all about?

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Saturday, January 28, 2006 5:31 PM

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Or call attendance maybe? Or just, welcome everyone aboard. Asign them rooms and jobs and somesuch.

Oh right! I knew there was something i was forgetting. So all those who'd like, can come on the tour directly after the meeting. I know there are quite a few empty rooms so feel free to choose. freed up. As for jobs im not so sure. I here Soul's lookin' for some help...

So kareoke huh?
*turns to LMD, you got any more of that 99 stuff? cause im going to need a lot of it before i even attempt to play kaeroke*

Did that llama just eat my sandal? BAD llama!

Mai, Secretary of Unmentionables.
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Saturday, January 28, 2006 5:36 PM

/me whips out a bottle of 99 blackberries and takes a swig before offering it to mai

blackberry ok?

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Saturday, January 28, 2006 5:58 PM

KELLYOFLUTHIEN

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*Serenity peeks into the kitchen to find Seryn making popcorn and Kelly bustling about making various snacks for everyone.*

Hello! Just what I came looking for!

*She grabs a mouthful of popcorn.*

Kelly, I've been meaning to say a proper hello. It's wonderful to have you here. First of all, your cooking is fantastic, and second of all, it's always nice to have another minority around, you know? *twitches a wing*

Anyway, I've been meaning to tell you that I have a garden. I grow pretty much everything we eat here. Well, all the fruits and veggies and herbs. I'd love to show you around sometime when we get a chance. If you're going to be in charge of cooking, I'd like you to be able to take what you need.

Now, it looks like this meeting's about to start. Can I help with anything?

*CMS grabs a tray of popcorn to bring out.*

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*KellyofLuthien bows to CMS and admires her wings.

"Mae Govannen, CMS! Thank you for your warm welcome. I am delighted to hear that you have your own garden--we elves are fond of them, you know! Perhaps we can take a look after the meeting starts....Ai!" *looks down at her underwear* "I really think I should change before the meeting. You ok in here until I get back? Help yourself to the snacks, we want to make sure you're well fed!"

*KOL hurries out of the kitchen and down a corridor into the West wing. She passes an empty room and stops in her tracks, noticing an old wooden wardrobe sitting innocently in the room. Kelly moves closer and reads what appears to be an advertisement for holiday destinations:

Tired of space? Needing rest, relaxation, and all the Turkish Delight you could eat? Come to Narnia--where the weather is always perfect for skiing!

*Confused, Kelly opens the cupboard and finds a number of beautiful dresses, men's suits, and old tweed coats. Digging through the dresses, she catches a draft of cold air coming through the clothing. Looking further in, her eyes glance upon a lampost surrounded by snow.

"That's odd," she manages, then goes back to her task. She finds a beautiful Victorian dress in forest green velvet and lace. Slipping it on, Kelly turns around and admires herself in a mirror. Suddenly, she remembers the meeting and hurries back to the common room. She comes back just in time to hear:

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Originally posted by PsychicRiver:
Well, nothing really. I just, ....felt like it.

The thing is...a lot of new people have come aboard recently, and it feels like we oughta...take stock or something. Or call attendance maybe? Or just, welcome everyone aboard. Asign them rooms and jobs and somesuch.

PLUS I'd like a bit more of an effort to find my father! I wanna know! AND is my presence in this time zone screwing up the future? Which is now, for me.

Sorry to whine, I'm grateful to those helping me look, it's just...I'm at a dead end, I don't know where to turn next.

AND we still have this issue of Emma being MIA, what are we doing about that?

And maybe we should have kareoke tonight.

"Karaoke? Yallume! Count me in."

Kelly then notices the Canadian and a rather smelly llama chewing on Mai's sandal.

"Huh."

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Saturday, January 28, 2006 5:58 PM

sounds great!

*downs the whole bottle

oh it is great! got any more?

the llama ate my other shoe too! BAD llama!

*looks down* oh right. pants! i thought it felt a bit cold in here. brb. *runs up to her room to put on some comfy pj pants. returning just as the meeting seems to be breaking up*

Mai, Secretary of Unmentionables.
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Saturday, January 28, 2006 6:04 PM

/me shoots mai a stunned look

uhh...yeah, sure. i've got another bottle here somewhere

/me pulls out another bottle of 99 blackberries and finds a bottle of 99 apples hiding there, too.

apples or blackberries, mai my dear?

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Saturday, January 28, 2006 6:05 PM

This llama is distracting! Cozen, do something about it!

*Cozen is not quite up to the challenge*

Oh fine, I'll go take it and put it in a stall in the pifflepony barn. I'll be right back, promise PR!

*CMS pulls a carrot out of her pocket and uses it to lead the llama towards the barn. The hungry thing drops the sandal in it's mouth and follows her.*

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Saturday, January 28, 2006 6:06 PM

oh and i guess im gonna need some shoes before the tour starts. brb again.

*runs up the stairs to her room once again and ties on some tenni runners*

phew. ok. *stands at the top of the catwalk slightly breathless*

there has got to be an easier way to do this!
*jumps from the catwalk landing on the sofa*

Mai, Secretary of Unmentionables.
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Saturday, January 28, 2006 6:11 PM

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apples or blackberries, mai my dear?

ummm.. how bout a nice mixture. blapple berry... err applack ?

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Saturday, January 28, 2006 6:20 PM

blapple berry! my new favorite drink!

/me wraps mai up in a hggl (it is the couch of much hggling, after all)

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Saturday, January 28, 2006 10:16 PM

DUCK

:: A large white duck enters the common room ::

APPLACK!!!

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Saturday, January 28, 2006 10:34 PM

Seryn enters the common room carrying a teetering pile of large bowls full to the brim of popcorn.
She spies CMS leading a Llama out of one door, then hears the duck quacking wierd quack

'ok, when'd this place turn into a petting zoo?'

Deftly she avoinds the falling Mai's and hands a bowl to anyone who's not quick enough to refuse her.

I hope you all like popcorn... I CAN'T TURN THE MACHINE OFF!

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Saturday, January 28, 2006 10:59 PM

JADEHAND

*takes a bowl of popcorn and begins munching*
Thanks love, you get everything sorted out?

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Saturday, January 28, 2006 11:12 PM

Standing in an ever growing pile of popcorn Seryn flicks at switches, panicking just a little, 'it won't turn off!'
She sees Jadehand, 'what? oh, fine, never was a problem, you know that SR and I fight like pop diva's... ah! She pulls the cable out of the wall. There that should do...

The popcorn maker sputters, its lights blink and flutter, then it renews its rumbling, vibrating so hard that it begins to move towards her.

*really panicked* See this is what happens when I try to cook! Never goes well! why can it never go well?

Help?

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"She's a mite whimsical in the brainpan."
Xander: "Hi, for those of you who just tuned in, everyone here is a crazy person." *grin*

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Saturday, January 28, 2006 11:17 PM

XANDERLHARRIS

*Ash and Xan walk in whispering to themselves.*

Ash: Xan lets hide behind the couch.

Xan: Sure, but I'd rather go slide on the waterslide again. I mean if you know that the DPR is going to come after you and maim, possibly even kill you, I say live life to its fullest.

*Ash grabs a bowl of popcorn and glares at Xander.*

Ash: Oh get behind the couch.

*****

Ash

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Sunday, January 29, 2006 4:09 AM

Quote:
Originally posted by seryn:
Standing in an ever growing pile of popcorn Seryn flicks at switches, panicking just a little, 'it won't turn off!'
She sees Jadehand, 'what? oh, fine, never was a problem, you know that SR and I fight like pop diva's... ah! She pulls the cable out of the wall. There that should do...

The popcorn maker sputters, its lights blink and flutter, then it renews its rumbling, vibrating so hard that it begins to move towards her.

*really panicked* See this is what happens when I try to cook! Never goes well! why can it never go well?

Help?

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"She's a mite whimsical in the brainpan."
Xander: "Hi, for those of you who just tuned in, everyone here is a crazy person." *grin*

SR walks up and asseses the situation and shoulders Seryn out of the way such that he is between the machine and Seryn.

"Fascinating, a self powered popcorn machine, It completely contradicts the laws of physics. Well it's bound to run out of corn eventually, but at that point it won't have a media to bleed off heat and it will catch fire and burn down the whole ship. Under other circumstances I'd experiment with this as a source of free power, but safety comes first."

SR put on a pair of heavy gloves such a welder might wear and then raises his voice to command level:

"THIS MACHINE IS GOING TO START A FIRE! WE HAVE TO JETTISON IT OUT THE AIRLOCK NOW! RACKHAM PUT ON YOUR GLOVES AND TAKE THE OTHER SIDE! SERYN POINT THE WAY! EVERYONE ELSE MAKE A HOLE. MOVE PEOPLE!"

Scorpion Regent

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Sunday, January 29, 2006 5:14 AM

*feels relieved that some one else is as bad around kitchen appliances as she is*

yeah, as I was saying, flair for the dramatic much?

While you have the gloves on though help me turn it round... hold it so that it doesn't keep moving about. While I...

*Takes out her knife, very quickly unscrews a small plate on the underside, and pulls out the leads connecting the machines back up battary*

*looks at SR in disbelief*

Why does a popcorn maker have a back up battery? I mean, power cut out, or maybe the ship crashes, and they expect you to think 'well, at least we still have the popcorn maker.. lets go eat whilst we slowly suffocate...' I mean honestly!

*Punches the machine* *winces*

-------this brief and not too terribly amusing interlude was brought to you by the fact that I just had a fight with my own popcorn maker (stoopid plastic piece o crap) and feel that popcorn makers ain't villified enough in popular fiction.
I mean, even fridges (stooopid fridges)have taken a bashing, but not the most evil and pernicious appliances of all...
My problem was that I couldn't get the damn thing to work - stop.start.stop.start - But that ain't half as exciting as 'When Appliances Attack'----------

Well, help me get this stuff into bowls.

*thinks*

You can still shove it out of an airlock if you wish...

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Sunday, January 29, 2006 6:01 AM

Quote:
Originally posted by seryn:
*feels relieved that some one else is as bad around kitchen appliances as she is*

yeah, as I was saying, flair for the dramatic much?

While you have the gloves on though help me turn it round... hold it so that it doesn't keep moving about. While I...

*Takes out her knife, very quickly unscrews a small plate on the underside, and pulls out the leads connecting the machines back up battary*

*looks at SR in disbelief*

Why does a popcorn maker have a back up battery? I mean, power cut out, or maybe the ship crashes, and they expect you to think 'well, at least we still have the popcorn maker.. lets go eat whilst we slowly suffocate...' I mean honestly!

*Punches the machine* *winces*

-------this brief and not too terribly amusing interlude was brought to you by the fact that I just had a fight with my own popcorn maker (stoopid plastic piece o crap) and feel that popcorn makers ain't villified enough in popular fiction.
I mean, even fridges (stooopid fridges)have taken a bashing, but not the most evil and pernicious appliances of all...
My problem was that I couldn't get the damn thing to work - stop.start.stop.start - But that ain't half as exciting as 'When Appliances Attack'----------

Well, help me get this stuff into bowls.

*thinks*

You can still shove it out of an airlock if you wish...

"If it is no longer a hazard I'm not moving it a inch,er...a centimeter. Who has enough money to afford a backup battery for something as unnecessesary as a popcorn machine? Why don't they have a secondary back up system for the whole ship? Fine whatever, well captain you broke it, so you can replace the switch, it's shorted out."

SR removes a multimeter and tool roll from his shoulder bag and hands it Seryn. The tool roll contains a adjustable wrench, er..spanner, various pliers, several screwdrivers, a electricians knife and other essentials.

"You may need these. Remember don't use the Ohmmeter on a live circuit."

Seryn looks in at SR in disbelief. Sr holds up his hands to indicate the problem is not of his making.

"Hey you broke it, you fix it, It's not your ship so unless you want to order Rackham to fix it, it's back to you. I have tour to go on, I'll see if I can find a replacement switch when we get to the spare parts locker. Ta!"

Scorpion Regent

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Sunday, January 29, 2006 6:13 AM

TheRealMe walks into the kitchen, followed by the robot Sparky and a mobile, life-sized statue of a young woman.

"We are VERY serious about our popcorn around here! However, I'm sorry that this device caused such alarm. And the reason it has no off switch is... well..."

TheRealMe turns to the industrial-sized popcorn machine.

"Popcorn machine! Deactivate!"

The machine rumbles to a complete stop (having only been slowed down by disconnecting its battery!).

"Sparky, Ebo Golem, please return the popcorn machine to its assigned spot, and secure it to the deck, this time."

The robot and moving statue obey.

"Once again, folks, I'm terribly sorry about this."

TheRealMe picks up a bowl of popcorn and starts munching.

"Shall we return to the common room to hear out PsychicRiver?"

TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Sunday, January 29, 2006 6:27 AM

Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:
TheRealMe walks into the kitchen, followed by the robot Sparky and a mobile, life-sized statue of a young woman.

"We are VERY serious about our popcorn around here! However, I'm sorry that this device caused such alarm. And the reason it has no off switch is... well..."

TheRealMe turns to the industrial-sized popcorn machine.

"Popcorn machine! Deactivate!"

The machine rumbles to a complete stop (having only been slowed down by disconnecting its battery!).

"Sparky, Ebo Golem, please return the popcorn machine to its assigned spot, and secure it to the deck, this time."

The robot and moving statue obey.

"Once again, folks, I'm terribly sorry about this."

TheRealMe picks up a bowl of popcorn and starts munching.

"Shall we return to the common room to hear out PsychicRiver?"

TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

"Don't you even have a failsafe breaker switch? Otherwise when the voice recognition fails we'll have to pull the bolts out of the deck before this whole ship becomes a twinkle in the sky of distant planet when it burns up."

Scorpion Regent

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Sunday, January 29, 2006 6:37 AM

*stares at TRM in disbelief*

Oven, activate! - the oven, only just recovered from TWG pie frenzy, burts into life - oven de-activate.
So everythng here is voice activated? *put hands on hips, and in plaintive voice cries..* When was elbow grease such an evil thing?

Ok, *reaches back and replaces the wires she pulled out, then turns to the robot and Golem* Sorry guys, how was I to know that off switches were a thing of the past? Here, lemme help...

About PRs announcments, yes, I was listening before the machine went mental.

I believe i'm to tell you that i've appropriated a room in the west wing, it didn't smell like it was in use.
I've seen Soul, to see if he wants me on the security team, but if you've any other use for me lemme know. Though what that might be I don't know... I can knit...

So this Emma, she's missing? ...no, don't tell me i'll go through the logs, but like I said, anything I can do... even if its just back rubs.

OH, yeah, i'm a pretty mean masseuse. *thinks* That was pretty much everything wasn't it, apart from finding his father...

One thing you oughta know though. I don't do kareoke.

*grins at TRM, then goes back to the common room to see if PR has anything else to add, dragging SR with her*

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"She's a mite whimsical in the brainpan."
Xander: "Hi, for those of you who just tuned in, everyone here is a crazy person." *grin*

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Sunday, January 29, 2006 10:03 AM

JADEHAND

Oh, Me first for the back rubs, after the meeting of course. I have a bit o tension I need to resolve.

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Sunday, January 29, 2006 11:02 AM

I don't think im the girl to be helping you with that kind of tension Mr Showerfresh...

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"She's a mite whimsical in the brainpan."

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Sunday, January 29, 2006 11:57 AM

Well, Seryn, not EVERYTHING operates by voice command. Oh, and we have backup controls on all of our com-links. Here, here's yours. Com-links for everyone.

Com-links, of course, are voice-activated.

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Sunday, January 29, 2006 12:14 PM