The Sereni-TREE "Love Shack"!!!!!!! by Static

I think the idea of a shack does imply that we're back on solid ground. Although the happy couple seem to be floating without any help from unreal physics.

Is it all right if we watch The Lion King on the fixed TV? I haven't seen it in ages and suddenly I have a yearning?

# A-wimba-way, a-wimba-way, a-wimba-way, a-wimba-way, a-wimba-way, a-wimba-way, a-wimba-way, a-wimba-way, eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaa-wimba-way #

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Wednesday, February 23, 2005 5:08 PM

*walks into the treehouse looking for a quick drink. Notices the chaos insuing, shakes his head.*

Oy gevalt.

*Whips out a tazer, walks calmly over to the dinosaur eating ravenously. It leaps right into the tazer, stunning it. He walks calmly over to the fridge, grabs a 6-pack of Cheerwine in glass bottles and walks back to the roof whistling the Ballad of Serenity.*

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Wednesday, February 23, 2005 5:12 PM

MALICIOUS

I don't think physics is the only thing unreal around here! Is it the full moon? I dunno. TGJ is blowing holes in the earth, Cozen is bringing dangerous creatures in to eat everyone up, people are having extra-marital sexual relations in and around the furniture with young Ebo RIGHT THERE WATCHING. With POPCORN no less! I don't know what this tree is coming to.

Mal-licious

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Wednesday, February 23, 2005 5:28 PM

Well, I was blowing holes in nothing particular. I hit Niska's station with a solid shell the first time. Wasn't quite sex. Still PG-13. As for the eating of people, I just saw it eating, can't say what it was eating. Meh.

*pops open a Cheerwine, drinks from the comfort of his Command Chair.*

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Wednesday, February 23, 2005 5:44 PM

OMG....tonight I had the most incredible experience....and it wasn't with Static--though that was super nice too.

So after class, I went to my favorite watering hole, everything was nice and normal and WHAM! it all changed in an instant.

I was sitting there talking with the barkeep, writing a poem for my special someone when…A man, an older man, sat down next to me at the bar. He was funny and charming and we began sending barbs back and forth. A good time for sure. Our topics ranged from Guinness to politics, to car wrecks, to writing...he is a writer. He isn't just any writer, oh no, he is an honest to goodness respected international poet. Yevgeney Yevtushenko shared his beer with ME. I had no idea he was anywhere near my town and here he is sitting next to me extolling on the love of his wife, the struggles of Ireland and the totalitarian regime he grew up in. He bought me a beer, I had no idea until it was time to leave. He was soooo sweet and wonderful and...wow.

Just wow. I've had one heck of a day. Things, mostly incredibly good, happening all over the place and then it ends with a bang. Just wow. I had one of the world's great poets flirting with me...as a writer--not a great writer--I am so excited. wow.

btw Mal,
you're right. we have sunk a bit low haven't we. I'll try to control myself. Since Fredrick bit thru our cuffs, I really don't have an excuse. Carry on...

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Wednesday, February 23, 2005 6:00 PM

Can't get glass Cheerwine in florida,

sometimes find it in plastic though!

-Ratboy

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Wednesday, February 23, 2005 6:36 PM

Well, I'm glad you had a great time. I haven't met many celebs in my life, sadly.

And Rat, there's plenty of Cheerwine in the fridge.

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Wednesday, February 23, 2005 6:44 PM

Quote:
Originally posted by Malicious:
"Acceptable" within the parameters of "Threads, hijacking of."

And now to hijack the "Love Shack"!!

* Just then it begins snow, crew members on the roof look up in shock, the crew inside look out the windows equally dumfound.*

(bright flash of light, and cut to the interior of mental ward)

*The "crew" sits around, some in straitjackets, some just vegetateing, but all stare at a small snowglobe of a large treehouse.*

*Ratboy approachs, wearing white* "Time for your meds!"

-Ratboy

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Wednesday, February 23, 2005 6:53 PM

EBONEZER

*Ebo looks down at her straight jacket.*

WTF? Rat, come on man...

Grrr...

Now how am I supposed to eat my popcorn?

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Wednesday, February 23, 2005 6:59 PM

*sits on the roof sipping Cheerwine, working on schematic for a mecha in the darkness of his rooftop room of solitude, the green holoscreen lighting his face in an eerie light.*

Mmm, Cheerwine.

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Wednesday, February 23, 2005 7:07 PM

Quote:
Originally posted by Rat:
* Just then it begins snow, crew members on the roof look up in shock, the crew inside look out the windows equally dumfound.*

(bright flash of light, and cut to the interior of mental ward)

*The "crew" sits around, some in straitjackets, some just vegetateing, but all stare at a small snowglobe of a large treehouse.*

*Ratboy approachs, wearing white* "Time for your meds!"

*a small woman, curled in a fetal position, rocking, and singing…Wherever I go I know he goes. Wherever I go I know she goes…*

It’s pure

*…No fits, no fights, no feuds
and no egos, Amigos, together!…*

The light cannot reflect your shine. You are a blackhole. Vincent would win.

*the young woman stops rocking…Through thick and through thin, all out or all in. And whether it's win, place or show…*

He’s here.

*…With you for me and me for you, we'll muddle through whatever we do. Together, wherever we go...she crawls away from the tall white man, clawing her way to the man in earmuffs, helmet and raybans*

The poison falls from the tower. We can fly.

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Wednesday, February 23, 2005 7:14 PM

Well. That was interesting. Monitors are picking some weeeeeeeiird stuff going on in there. I'm glad I'm safe with my Cheerwine here in my Roof of Solitude.

*gulp gulp*

Maybe I should intervene.

*peers out the window*

Oh. Hey. Snow...

*walks to the window, watching the snow fall, entranced.*

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Wednesday, February 23, 2005 7:27 PM

Quote:
Originally posted by thatweirdgirl:
*a small woman, curled in a fetal position, rocking, and singing…Wherever I go I know he goes. Wherever I go I know she goes…*

It’s pure

*…No fits, no fights, no feuds
and no egos, Amigos, together!…*

The light cannot reflect your shine. You are a blackhole. Vincent would win.

*the young woman stops rocking…Through thick and through thin, all out or all in. And whether it's win, place or show…*

He’s here.

*…With you for me and me for you, we'll muddle through whatever we do. Together, wherever we go...she crawls away from the tall white man, clawing her way to the man in earmuffs, helmet and raybans*

The poison falls from the tower. We can fly.

Umm...what??

-Ratboy

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Wednesday, February 23, 2005 7:32 PM

MONTANAGIRL

Quote:
Originally posted by Rat:
Umm...what??

I was going to say "Huh?"

Packer fans welcome.
All others tolerated.

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Wednesday, February 23, 2005 8:00 PM

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Originally posted by Rat:
Umm...what??

you started the hijack, I’m just playing along...you want crazy, mental twg instead of wanton and chasing Static twg, you got it

*the tall man in white approaches the young woman*

aaaahhhhhhh! You are the blackhole. All sunshine makes a desert. Vincent knows.

*the woman is briefly fascinated by the snow covered tree sitting atop the broken coffee table*

It's pure.

*the rumble reminds her, she pivots on her knees, continuing to crawl over to her man in sunglasses*

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Wednesday, February 23, 2005 8:11 PM

Quote:
Originally posted by thatweirdgirl:
you want crazy, mental twg instead of wanton and chasing Static twg, you got it

I'm not sure they are mutualy exclusive!!

Quote:
Originally posted by thatweirdgirl:
*the rumble reminds her, she pivots on her knees, continuing to crawl over to her man in sunglasses*

Thats vegetative man in sunglasses!

-Ratboy

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Wednesday, February 23, 2005 8:43 PM

* Backing up in time a bit... *

Quote:
Originally posted by TheGreyJedi:
*grins madly then devolves into maniacal laughter. A gigantic bolt of energy tears through the very fabric of reality. Several seconds later, an earth shaking sonic boom shudders through the air, shoving the very rock of the earth beneath the tree house 100 yards backwards.*

Oh HELL yeah.

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* When TheGreyJedi’s Cannon of Doom finally goes off, the massive force of that burst causes the Sereni-TREE to plummet down toward the ground. From above the Sereni-TREE, the quiet hum of the butterfly thrusters becomes a mad high-pitched squeal as they struggle to stabilize the ship. One by one, dozens of butterfly thrusters burn out and fall to the deck. Before the Sereni-TREE can be dashed upon the ground, the thrusters manage to overcome the momentum imparted by the cannon. *

* The Real Me discards his smoking sunglasses. *

Uh, GreyJedi? Are you aware that we no longer reside in a treehouse? We have been a floating air-ship for a couple of threads, now.

But I have to admit, that WAS pretty cool.

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Wednesday, February 23, 2005 8:46 PM

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Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:
* The Real Me is annoyed at the title of this new thread, since it describes only the most fortunate two of the many inhabitants of the Sereni-TREE. *

Oh, well.

It's not that I'm trying to so much 'theme' the new thread. . .it's more in the thought that the last few posts had really 'taken off' so to speak. And besides! The last chapter had this place trashed by conflict. . .let's turn that around! *grin*

And maybe I'm gloating. . .just a tiny tiny bit.

Well, Static, since we are a now a ship and no longer a tree house, we should more properly be called “The Sereni-TREE Love Boat”.

And, please, continue your activities with ThatWeirdGirl. I’ve been taking notes!

Also, I’ll make sure that you receive your share of the revenue from the DVD collection when it comes out.

* The Real Me gestures to each of the five security cameras covering the very comfortable couch from all angles. *

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Wednesday, February 23, 2005 8:49 PM

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Originally posted by jake7:
*jake7 wanders in, mouth hanging open in amazement*
Holy cow! What the heck happened?!? When I was last here, it was the NOT A Guy Clubhouse! Now it's a Love Shack??

*her stomach grumbles, distracting her from the many changes to the place*
There still any waffles or scones around, or am I too late for food? What about Margaritas?

*mumbling to herself*
Boy, you don't pay attention for a little while and look at what happens!

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Jake7!! Welcome back!

It has been a VERY long time! The last that I remember you being around, it was just after I built my robot, Sparky. Or maybe it was around the time that I constructed the “Whack-a-Fox-Executive” game. Yes, if I’m not mistaken, you were one of the first to give it a try. Sadly, both that game and Sparky were destroyed during the invasion of Inola Teg, Eldritch Horror from the Purple Dimension. I still have a couple bucketfuls of Sparky that I’m slowly putting back together. At least I got his arms working again!

In the meantime, we have the Ebo Golem that can serve your needs.

* The Real Me gestures to a statue of Ebonezer that seems to be walking around distributing drinks. *

A lot has happened in your absence. The Forgotten Not a Guy/Girl Clubhouse was rebuilt into a treehouse by Ebonezer, then we converted that into a ship, christened the “Sereni-Tree” by Mal-licious.

Oh, ManiacNumberOne! Welcome back! You’ll find that I took the liberty of converting your butterfly solar collectors into reactionless thrusters to provide motive power for the new ship. Imagine our surprise when they started breeding! We found many more of that same species during our excursion to the Land of the Lost on Mai-Quest.

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Wednesday, February 23, 2005 9:10 PM

* MUCH LATER... *

* The Real Me wanders around the Sereni-TREE. Things are strangely quiet. In fact, the entire common room is empty except for Fredrick, Mai's dinosaur, who is lying still. *

Frederick!

* The Real Me runs over to the fallen creature and examines it. Relieved, The Real me determines that Frederick will be okay, but he seems to have been burned by some electrical device! *

We're under attack!

* The Real Me goes to prepare himself. *

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Wednesday, February 23, 2005 9:16 PM

I'm outta the picture for a while and things go nuts. So I guess that puts me on the bridge then, not the Roof of Solitude.

*looks about*

Jeezy Creezy. This ship's alive! SereniTREE is a LIVING SHIP. With some damn fine weapons. And the cannon's not the Cannon of Doom. It's BERTHA. MaRTHA is the trebuchet. And don't worry about the thrusters. Once the auto-land sequence is done, I'll refit the whole place with better engines.

*steps out onto the deck to watch the snow.*

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Wednesday, February 23, 2005 9:39 PM

Well, this is the last room to check on the third floor!

* The Real Me, clad in a holocaust cloak, pulls back on the lever that drops a can of Spam into the intake of his Spam-slinger gun. His free hand reaches out, twists the door knob, and… *

Jackpot!

* Cautiously, The Real Me steps into the room. Before him is a willywonka-esque machine with strange and various pumping vats, turning gears and colorful twirling barber-poles. In the middle of the floor in front of this strange machine is nearly the entire crew of the Sereni-Tree. Each person is lying on his or her back, head and face covered by a strange helmet with wires leading back to the machine. *

* Standing to one side at the control panel, smiling gleefully and rubbing his hands together like a mad scientist, is Rat! He’s even wearing a white lab coat! The Real Me levels his Spam-slinging gun at his one-time companion. *

Rat! What is going on? Why have you connected everyone up to ManiacNumberOne’s dream machine?

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Wednesday, February 23, 2005 9:43 PM

Quote:
Originally posted by TheGreyJedi:

Chief Engineer, First Mate, USS SereniTREE.

Pssst! Hey, GreyJedi, I'll grant that you are the Chief Engineer (and Chief Gunnery Officer), but I am the Sereni-Tree's First Officer!

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Wednesday, February 23, 2005 11:56 PM

MAI

"So, pet dinosaurs got a thing for gatorade. Who knew?"

Frederick, NOOOOOOOOO! Bad Frederick! No eating SerinTREE inhabitants! Inhabitants of other threads, however are up for grabs.

Thanks for takin' care of Fred' while I have been away Cozen. I really appreciate that.

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Thursday, February 24, 2005 12:30 AM

Actually Frederick has eaten a few other threads whole. Only short ones that weren't going anywhere but I worried he's got a taste for them now.

TGJ, when you blew up Niska's space station, you did make sure he was on it, along with any minions who might return to extract vengence on us? I mean, we are under attack at the moment and I'd hate to think that it's by someone who is looking to capture, torture and kill us in very slow and painful ways. Or could it be...reavers?

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Thursday, February 24, 2005 2:06 AM

MAI

Oh my. Well that will teach me to leave the poor little guy alone, wont' it. That's not good at all. Well, maybe the reason Frederick is so cranky is because he feels lonely in the "love shack." I mean we did eat all his potential dino friends. Maybe he's just not feelin' the love. Of course, if we have creepy minions and scary torture guys after us, maybe we should let Frederick take care of them too.

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Thursday, February 24, 2005 4:04 AM

Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:

And, please, continue your activities with ThatWeirdGirl. I’ve been taking notes!

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HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! Okay. . .I need to step back into reality.

My lovely wife expressed a curiosity, so I told her of my Sereni-Treehouse antics and she became amused. You know. . ."Get your appetite where you will. . .just take your meals at home." So I showed her TWG's website, and my wife looked at her pictures, (especially the red series) and said. . .

"Whoa. Good website."

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!

**takes TWG by the hand and pulls her back towards the communal bathroom because there's now not JUST the issue of Gatorade, but Dinosaur spit to be dealt with!**

C'mon, sweetest. We still need to get all the 'fun to reach' spots!

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Thursday, February 24, 2005 5:12 AM

Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:
* The Real Me levels his Spam-slinging gun at his one-time companion. *

Bring it on, I I have Spam blockers! Oh, and Grey seems to think that he's not in the dream, but the fact that he's seeing snow is proof that he is!

-Ratboy

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Thursday, February 24, 2005 5:27 AM

Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:

Rat! What is going on? Why have you connected everyone up to ManiacNumberOne’s dream machine?

*twg sits up, unsure of her surroundings*

wtf? You were there...and you were there...and he was trying to get my little dog too....

*reads a bit, a smile growing, the missus approves* :evilgrin:

Woohoo! I'm in a dvd, er, wait, what kind of dvd is this exactly?

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Thursday, February 24, 2005 5:32 AM

Quote:
Originally posted by Static:
my wife looked at her pictures, (especially the red series) and said. . .

"Whoa. Good website."

**takes TWG by the hand and pulls her back towards the communal bathroom because there's now not JUST the issue of Gatorade, but Dinosaur spit to be dealt with!**

C'mon, sweetest. We still need to get all the 'fun to reach' spots!

*twg grabs onto Static's hand, never planning on letting go, and eagerly follows him towards the shower*

Don't wait up...

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Thursday, February 24, 2005 5:49 AM

Quote:
Originally posted by Rat:
Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:
* The Real Me levels his Spam-slinging gun at his one-time companion. *

Bring it on, I I have Spam blockers! Oh, and Grey seems to think that he's not in the dream, but the fact that he's seeing snow is proof that he is!

-Ratboy

* The Real Me sets his Spam-slinger to "stun" and pulls the trigger. A blob of Spam speeds toward Rat, but at the last moment deflects to one side. A spent can is ejected from the gun, and the stack of cans in the magazine goes down by one. The Real Me realizes that by shooting at a Spam-blocker, his shots might go wild and hit his companions. He shakes his fist at the Insidious Doctor Rat. *

Very well, Rat! You have won this round!

* Accented: *

But I'll be back!

* The Real Me departs the dream room. *

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Thursday, February 24, 2005 5:57 AM

Quote:
Originally posted by thatweirdgirl:

Woohoo! I'm in a dvd, er, wait, what kind of dvd is this exactly?

What kind? Uh... Well, you know. The kind that shows images... and sound.

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Thursday, February 24, 2005 8:29 AM

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Originally posted by TheRealMe:
[BUh... Well, you know. The kind that shows images... and sound.

So these cameras...they got everything? Even the stuff we didn't type?

oh my....where can I buy a copy?

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Thursday, February 24, 2005 8:55 AM

Quote:
Originally posted by thatweirdgirl:
Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:
[BUh... Well, you know. The kind that shows images... and sound.

So these cameras...they got everything? Even the stuff we didn't type?

oh my....where can I buy a copy?

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Barkeep. . .make that two copies! C'mon, sweetest. . .the water is nice and hot.

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Thursday, February 24, 2005 9:21 AM

Ah, DVD porn, where the alternate angle feature really comes to life.

Er... I've heard. From other people. Who aren't my friends, the big perverts. Um...

*stops digging*

Anyway, I think we're still looking at a PG-13 rating at the moment but I'm looking forward to the shower scene. Is it wrong that I think a woman's back is sexier than her front?

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Thursday, February 24, 2005 9:34 AM

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Originally posted by SimonWho:
I'm looking forward to the shower scene. Is it wrong that I think a woman's back is sexier than her front?

You know. . .I'm pretty sure you've seen the photo series "Shower Blues" on TWG's site. . .and while I've not SEEN her unclad front per se. . .I gotta say. . .her back is BEGGING to be smothered with kisses. I'm with you on the whole 'sexy back' thing.

It's not so much you can SEE. . .it's what you CAN'T see, but you know is there!

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Thursday, February 24, 2005 9:44 AM

MONTANAGIRL

Quote:
Originally posted by Rat:
Bring it on, I have Spam blockers!

{moment of reality}
That'll teach me not to read this thread while I'm eating lunch. I just shot Pepsi out my nose!
Thanks a lot Dr. Evil Rat!

Packer fans welcome.
All others tolerated.

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Thursday, February 24, 2005 10:04 AM

Quote:
Originally posted by Static:

It's not so much you can SEE. . .it's what you CAN'T see, but you know is there!

Exactly. It's like a naked back is Christmas Eve or travelling hopefully. Plus there's all the curves and the hair trailing down and the point of the lower back where it starts to divert into ...

Ahem.

Could the position of TWG's voyeur be made into a job share?

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Thursday, February 24, 2005 10:32 AM

Quote:
Originally posted by SimonWho:
Quote:
Originally posted by Static:

It's not so much you can SEE. . .it's what you CAN'T see, but you know is there!

Could the position of TWG's voyeur be made into a job share?

I would just like to say that it's a bit odd, yet strangely electrifying, to read about men talking about your kissable spots.

And Simon, I'm my own voyeur, so um, I could use the help. Of course right now you'd get an eyefull of man back.

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Thursday, February 24, 2005 10:54 AM

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Originally posted by TheRealMe:
Quote:
Originally posted by TheGreyJedi:

Chief Engineer, First Mate, USS SereniTREE.

Pssst! Hey, GreyJedi, I'll grant that you are the Chief Engineer (and Chief Gunnery Officer), but I am the Sereni-Tree's First Officer!

The Real Me

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I'll fight you for it! And see, this is what happens when you've been out of the world for a spell. Things all changy.

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Chief Engineer - USS SereniTREE.
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Real Fans Wait - 09/30/05

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Thursday, February 24, 2005 11:06 AM

*twg yells over the sound of the shower*
Grey! Back when we were doing the pirate thing, TRM was appointed or claimed, i don't rememebr which...*moans in approval of cleaning*...the first officer position...*twg forgets all about Grey, TRM, tree...*

edit: it wasn't during the pirate thing, when was it, the 3 switches?...nevermind...

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The true measure of a man is how he treats someone who can do him absolutely no good.
--Samuel Johnson

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Thursday, February 24, 2005 11:09 AM

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Originally posted by thatweirdgirl:
*twg yells over the sound of the shower*
Grey! Back when we were doing the pirate thing, TRM was appointed or claimed, i don't rememebr which...*moans in approval of cleaning*...the first officer position...*twg forgets all about Grey, TRM, tree...*

www.thatweirdgirl.com
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The true measure of a man is how he treats someone who can do him absolutely no good.
--Samuel Johnson

Blink once. Blink twice.

Uh...right. Yeah. I was building something. Outside. In the cold rain. Yeah.

*Goes to build something. Outside. In the cold rain.*

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Chief Engineer - USS SereniTREE.
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Thursday, February 24, 2005 12:55 PM

JAKE7

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Originally posted by TheRealMe:
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Jake7!! Welcome back!

It has been a VERY long time! The last that I remember you being around, it was just after I built my robot, Sparky. Or maybe it was around the time that I constructed the “Whack-a-Fox-Executive” game. Yes, if I’m not mistaken, you were one of the first to give it a try. Sadly, both that game and Sparky were destroyed during the invasion of Inola Teg, Eldritch Horror from the Purple Dimension. I still have a couple bucketfuls of Sparky that I’m slowly putting back together. At least I got his arms working again!

In the meantime, we have the Ebo Golem that can serve your needs.

* The Real Me gestures to a statue of Ebonezer that seems to be walking around distributing drinks. *

A lot has happened in your absence. The Forgotten Not a Guy/Girl Clubhouse was rebuilt into a treehouse by Ebonezer, then we converted that into a ship, christened the “Sereni-Tree” by Mal-licious.

Ah! Thanks for the update, TRM!

The last things I recall were the Wack-a-Fox-Exec game (boy that was fun!) and searching frantically for a Margarita...

I also remember trying to get in a game of pool...

*she snags one from the passing Ebo-bot and walks around checking things out, careful to step around the now tazed dinosaur, and not step in the Spam that litters the ground and come to a stop a the non-functioning pool table. She gives it a swift kick and the game lights up.*

*Grinning* Pool, anyone?

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MAL: Everybody's makin' a fuss.

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Thursday, February 24, 2005 1:49 PM

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Originally posted by thatweirdgirl:
[B...*moans in approval of cleaning*...the first officer position...*twg forgets all about Grey, TRM, tree...*

www.thatweirdgirl.com
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The true measure of a man is how he treats someone who can do him absolutely no good.
--Samuel Johnson

**can be heard over the sound of the shower and TWG's wanton moans of ecstasy**

I'm glad you're enjoying yourself, honey. . .but it's MY turn to use the Herbal Essences shampoo now!

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"Wash. . .we got some local color happening. A grand entrance would not go amiss."

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Thursday, February 24, 2005 1:57 PM

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Originally posted by TheGreyJedi:
Chief Engineer - USS SereniTREE.

So...Umm...Does this mean that the vacuum in the tech department is (sniff) gone? And if so how are we to clean the floor??

-Ratboy

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Thursday, February 24, 2005 2:05 PM

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But I'll be back!
* The Real Me departs the dream room. *

I'm still waiting!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

-Ratboy

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Thursday, February 24, 2005 2:31 PM

Well, there was 7 years between the first two Terminators and 12 years between the next two, so we might have to be patient.

*clocks in for his jobshare*

Ew. Man-back. Who wants that? Men are such ugly creatures, it's a wonder there's a straight woman on the planet.

I think the ebo golem is our cleaner now. Although be careful to make sure you pick the right one because barking out "Oi! Skivvy! Get this floor spotless!" to the wrong ebo would result in an awkward social situation (i.e. you being beaten violently by a girl then dumped outside in your underwear)

Actually, while I'm here, I'll sort us out a decent internet connection.

*fiddles*

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Thursday, February 24, 2005 2:54 PM