The FURTHER adventures of the U.S.S. SereniTREE. . . by Static

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Originally posted by thatweirdgirl:
So, we are gonna tear up that plane.....Is it September yet?

Quote:
Originally posted by ebonezer:
Dude...I so can't wait!....I will be flying out.

Go start a thread about it, some here probably won't be doing anything too special.

-Ratboy

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Tuesday, March 8, 2005 3:59 PM

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Originally posted by Rat:

Go start a thread about it, some here probably won't be doing anything too special.

-Ratboy

You know, I do beleve he's tryin to get rid of me...

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Four out of five gynecologists recommend calling Ebo a girl.

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Tuesday, March 8, 2005 4:42 PM

INDIGO

Erk, ya know, I'm not trying to shoulder in on your own private mutiny... I can sit here all quiet like while the drugs wear off. I like mending sails.
And then, ha ha, lets rend the hulls of our enemies and dine of the spoils of thier fortune cookies!
(Are we still pirates now 'cause I got an A in space pirate school and need the practicals?)

I used to be confused, now I'm just not sure.

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Tuesday, March 8, 2005 5:03 PM

Is the job of arse-kicker taken? NO??? May I be so bold...?

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Tuesday, March 8, 2005 5:09 PM

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Originally taged by thatweirdgirl:
hey! i like you Rat, but the mutiny is over. join us on the couch if you like

Okay, fine, you win, the mutiny's over. So, what do we do now? And don't say "sit on the couch", in fact, why don't you move the couch to another thread?

-Ratboy

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Tuesday, March 8, 2005 5:12 PM

(Faint strains of The Good, the Bad and the Ugly can be heard in the distance) Elwoodmom strides to the bar and opens a can of whoop-ass. She then bends over to tighten her combat-piraty-like boots. Her Linda Hamilton-type muscles bulge. She's an imposing figure, indeed.

Her head snaps to the right and spots Rat. Withing two quick steps, Elwoodmom is upon him. With one hand, she grabs the back of his shirt. Effortlessly, she lifts him up and walks to the plank. The crew separates. Someone hiccups and is quickly silenced. Rat sweats and slithers, trying to escape Elwoodmom's iron clutches. She tosses him over the side, runs her hand through her salty hair and says "Mutiny is over, dear!"

I vote Ebo to be in charge!

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Tuesday, March 8, 2005 5:15 PM

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Originally posted by Elwoodmom:
"Mutiny is over, dear!"

Umm....Didn't I just say that?

-Ratboy

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Tuesday, March 8, 2005 5:18 PM

MOM! Thank you! You have saved the day, AGAIN!

Ok people, the mutiny is over! Much love to Mom for that! (and this shiny pencil of recognition!)

Although we can totaly keep being pirates if thats the mood ya'll are in.

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Four out of five gynecologists recommend calling Ebo a girl.

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Tuesday, March 8, 2005 5:30 PM

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Originally posted by Rat:
Quote:
Originally posted by Elwoodmom:
"Mutiny is over, dear!"

Umm....Didn't I just say that?

-Ratboy

I have no idea. All I heard was "Blah, blah blah!"

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Tuesday, March 8, 2005 5:31 PM

THATWEIRDGIRL

PARTY! PARTY! PARTY!

*twg begins passing hats to everyone*

Zoid has the right idea about hats...they are rather fun to wear! So, is the DJ ready?

*twg begins the dance of joy*

www.thatweirdgirl.com
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After silence, that which comes closest to expressing the inexpressible is music.
--Aldous Huxley

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Tuesday, March 8, 2005 5:31 PM

Why don't you order to attack another ship? Enterprise, perhaps? Klingon? Or is everyone too drunk?

How was your nap?

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Tuesday, March 8, 2005 5:42 PM

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Originally posted by thatweirdgirl:
So, is the DJ ready?

ooh!ooh! Can I be the DJ ?!?

-Ratboy

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Tuesday, March 8, 2005 5:45 PM

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Originally posted by Elwoodmom:
She tosses him over the side, runs her hand through her salty hair and says "Mutiny is over, dear!"

Um, I hate to bring it up, but if we're in space where exactly did Rat get thrown to? And did he have an EVA suit? Is he just floating away like Jubal at the end of OiS? He may be a delinquent mutinous ROUS, but he's OUR delinquent mutinous ROUS gorammit!

*Sees twg handing out party hats and is immediatley distracted.*

Ooh, shiny hats!

*Chooses a Galadriel headdress and starts dancing.*

Packer fans welcome.
All others tolerated.

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Tuesday, March 8, 2005 5:45 PM

DTUCK

Aye, (though slightly drunk (it was a looong journey to catch up with y'all, and all I had was the cheerwine for sustenance)) I'm up for some ship-to-ship combat.

My Yugo can be used as a torpedo, if worse comes to worst.

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The best way to get rid of temptation is to yield to it.

- Oscar Wilde

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Tuesday, March 8, 2005 6:35 PM

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Originally posted by montanagirl:
I hate to bring it up, but if we're in space where exactly did Rat get thrown to?

I assumed the plank was on a catwalk in the cargo bay!

So, I guess I'm the DJ now. First off I have a song by They Might Be Giants, (I know, big surprise) here's "Man, it's so Loud in Here"!!

Man, it's so loud in here.

They fixed up the corner store
Like it was a nightclub.
It's permanently disco.

Everyone is dressed so oddly,
I can't recognize them.
I can't tell the staff from the customers.

Baby check this out. I've got something to say.

Man, it's so loud in here.
When they stop the drum machine
and I can think again,
I'll remember what it was.

You have to carry all your things
You can't misplace them.
There's nowhere to place anything.

Baby, check this out. I've got something to say.

Man, it's so loud in here.
When they stop the drum machine
and I can think again,
I'll remember what it was.

They're all shouting something at us.
Waving and pointing.

They revamped the airport completely.
Now it looks just like a nightclub.
Everyone's excited and confused.

Baby, check this out. I've got something to say.

Man, it's so loud in here.
When they start the love machine
and I can love again,
I'll remember what it was.

Baby check this out. I've got something to say.

Man, it's so loud in here.

Man, it's so loud in here.

-TMBG

-Ratboy

edit- Man, I wish there was a good way to link to an mp3! Oh well.

edit#2- This should be down about two posts or so.

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Tuesday, March 8, 2005 6:40 PM

* The Real Me dons his vac suit, grabs his fishing pole, and goes out the air lock. A LOOOOONG cast, and The Real Me waits. Then there is a pull on the line. With a smile, The Real Me reels in his catch. It is Rat, somewhat dessicated and blue from lack of air. *

Hi, Dad! Come on back in. Sheesh! The things I do for you!

* The Real Me drags Rat back into the Sereni-Tree, and hands him a root beer. *

The Real Me, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Tuesday, March 8, 2005 6:44 PM

Thanks son! *Pats TRM on head and passes out*

-Ratboy

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Tuesday, March 8, 2005 6:47 PM

MOM! You were AWESOME!

Welcome, new folks! Indigo! DTuck! Anyone else!

Say, Ebo, where are you going? You're going with ThatWeirdGirl? Waitaminnut!

The Real Me, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Tuesday, March 8, 2005 6:52 PM

Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:

Say, Ebo, where are you going?

Nowhere Special.

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Four out of five gynecologists recommend calling Ebo a girl.

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Tuesday, March 8, 2005 7:01 PM

Huh! Be that way!

Oh, I'm glad you're still captain, by the way. Who else?

What about Ice Cream Boy? Is he going on the trip, too?

Oh, I think that the Sereni-Tree should set course toward the Cozen Cluster of stars, to see if we can get our old crew mate back! Or at least open communications!

The Real Me, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Tuesday, March 8, 2005 7:26 PM

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Originally posted by TheRealMe:
Huh! Be that way!

Haven't you ever seen blazing saddles?

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Oh, I'm glad you're still captain, by the way. Who else?

yeah! me too!

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What about Ice Cream Boy? Is he going on the trip, too?

pshhh. Ice cream boy is confined to the ice cream shop untill further notice. He's on a chain in the basement down there.

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Oh, I think that the Sereni-Tree should set course toward the Cozen Cluster of stars, to see if we can get our old crew mate back! Or at least open communications!

I think so too! I miss that guy! This whole mutiny buisness woulda never happened if Cozen was still here.

Thus: I propose a rescue mission!

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Four out of five gynecologists recommend calling Ebo a girl.

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Tuesday, March 8, 2005 7:29 PM

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Originally posted by TheRealMe:
Oh, I think that the Sereni-Tree should set course toward the Cozen Cluster of stars, to see if we can get our old crew mate back! Or at least open communications!

I was just thinking about that. I miss my kidnapper! Surely someone around here could build a transmogrifier to turn him back into his more regular form. I've got a cardboard box in my room that we could use. If I look hard enough I might even have a magic marker.

Packer fans welcome.
All others tolerated.

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Tuesday, March 8, 2005 7:32 PM

Knowing Cozen, around one of the stars in his cluster will orbit SOME kind of pleasure planet!

Say, do we have a navigator yet who can set us a course?

Hmmmm... I guess I could do it. How hard can it be?

* The Real Me spends some time tapping at the computer, his grim face illuminated by the light of the screen. A holographic display shows sharp bright points of stars and many curved lines going amongst them. He studies this intently, then shrugs. *

* The Real Me stands and points. *

Mister Static! That-away if you please!

The Real Me, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Tuesday, March 8, 2005 7:41 PM

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Originally posted by montanagirl:
I was just thinking about that. I miss my kidnapper! Surely someone around here could build a transmogrifier to turn him back into his more regular form. I've got a cardboard box in my room that we could use. If I look hard enough I might even have a magic marker.

I'm sorry, MontanaGirl, but a transmorgifier is beyond the implausible science that I am capable of creating, and my only super-power is to open dimensional portals.

However, TheGreyJedi's superpower is to build technological marvels out of random piles of garbage. Perhaps he could help.

The Real Me, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Tuesday, March 8, 2005 10:02 PM

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Originally posted by montanagirl:
Surely someone around here could build a transmogrifier to turn him back into his more regular form.

I'm on it! * Ratboy takes the box and marker from MG and retires to his son's warkshop *(a few hours later) TaDa! All done! Who needs Gray!

-Ratboy

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Wednesday, March 9, 2005 3:26 AM

CASUALTY

*Just then Casualty appears in the space between the couch and the TV. She's looking dazed and confused and more 'n a little scared.*

What the..? That wasn't... I never thought..! Huh!

I was supposed to be researching 'magic' for my essay. I never expected to be performing it. Oh boy. I'm not exactly sure how I did it either. Never mind, seeing as I'm here, I heard you might be thinking of taking on passengers. Can I please be a passenger? I have stories. Plus I've always wanted to visit a pleasure planet.

I'm sorry TWG and Ebo I appear to be blocking the TV. I don't feel so good, I think I need to sit down. Must be the magical transportation, can't be good for a person.

*Casualty stumbles to the couch and falls on to it, looking less scared now. More petrified!*

I can't get sick, do we have a SereniTREE doctor?

"If nothing we do means anything then the only thing that means anything is what we do"

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Wednesday, March 9, 2005 3:38 AM

Welcome aboard, Casualty!

SimonWho is our doctor. Not only that, but he can destroy entire planets with his mind!

Pssst. Just trust him on that one, or else he might give us a demonstration.

The Real Me, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Wednesday, March 9, 2005 3:43 AM

Okay, Rat, but how are we going to fit a star cluster in there?

The Real Me, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Wednesday, March 9, 2005 3:52 AM

MAI

Yay new passengers! Welcome aboard Dtuck, Indigo and Casualty (hope you're feeling better.

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Wednesday, March 9, 2005 5:50 AM

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Originally posted by TheRealMe:
Okay, Rat, but how are we going to fit a star cluster in there?

Haven't you ever seen a star cluster? They're tiny!

-Ratboy

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Wednesday, March 9, 2005 7:39 AM

INDIGO

Sorry, I wanted to come out and play last night but I got waylaid by this nasty big head cold as I was mending sails on deck.
("Not such a big, scary pirate are you now huh?")
So, arr(gh), just waiting for the drugs to kick in then I can buckle me swash we approach target.

I used to be confused, now I'm just not sure.

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Wednesday, March 9, 2005 9:00 AM

>>Um, I hate to bring it up, but if we're in space where exactly did Rat get thrown to? And did he have an EVA suit? Is he just floating away like Jubal at the end of OiS? He may be a delinquent mutinous ROUS, but he's OUR delinquent mutinous ROUS gorammit!<<

Well...I DID throw him to the Reavers, but if you're going to get all sentimental-like...*sigh*...guess I'll go fetch him!

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Wednesday, March 9, 2005 9:02 AM

>>* The Real Me dons his vac suit, grabs his fishing pole, and goes out the air lock. A LOOOOONG cast, and The Real Me waits. Then there is a pull on the line. With a smile, The Real Me reels in his catch. It is Rat, somewhat dessicated and blue from lack of air. *

Hi, Dad! Come on back in. Sheesh! The things I do for you!

* The Real Me drags Rat back into the Sereni-Tree, and hands him a root beer. *<<

Well, you beat me to the punch! Good, putting that helmet on messes up my hair!

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Wednesday, March 9, 2005 9:03 AM

P.S. Blue looks good on him!

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Wednesday, March 9, 2005 9:05 AM

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Originally posted by ebonezer:
Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:

Say, Ebo, where are you going?

Nowhere Special.

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Four out of five gynecologists recommend calling Ebo a girl.

That doesn't sound like Captain talk to me!

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Wednesday, March 9, 2005 10:13 AM

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Originally posted by Elwoodmom:
That doesn't sound like Captain talk to me!

Sorry, you'r too late, we already had a mutiny!

-Ratboy

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Wednesday, March 9, 2005 11:06 AM

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Originally posted by Elwoodmom:
Quote:
Originally posted by ebonezer:
Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:

Say, Ebo, where are you going?

Nowhere Special.

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Four out of five gynecologists recommend calling Ebo a girl.

That doesn't sound like Captain talk to me!

No, no. The proper response to that statement is, "I've always wanted to go there."

Then you ride off into the sunset on your horses until you get to the limosine.

Packer fans welcome.
All others tolerated.

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Wednesday, March 9, 2005 2:18 PM

COZEN

*A virtual African Grey parrot swoops in amongst the Starship Sereni-Tree troopers. The parrot tunes up a bit.*

Squark!

Squork!

Pfwwt rhumba hovercraft Squeege!

Harrumph. cozen's havin' aargh nice legs gimmee sum o' that tasty flesh... erp... some initialization difficulties with the black hole gravitational forces fueling his star cluster shenanigans, er, functionality. However, he/it/something has linked to a poor Earthly map of his/it/starry something's location relative to the Sol system. Aim for the "o" in "You are here", and by the time you get there, starry something may well have figured out how to make icecream.

*parrot flies into space, having left behind:

[IMG] http://www.enchantedlearning.com/mgifs/Milkywaymap.GIF [/IMG]

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Gravity: always pushin' me around.

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Wednesday, March 9, 2005 2:36 PM

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Originally posted by montanagirl:
Quote:
Originally posted by Elwoodmom:
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Originally posted by ebonezer:
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Originally posted by TheRealMe:

Say, Ebo, where are you going?

Nowhere Special.

That doesn't sound like Captain talk to me!

No, no. The proper response to that statement is, "I've always wanted to go there."

Then you ride off into the sunset on your horses until you get to the limosine.

Yep! Just like that!

*Ebo sings quietly*

"He rides a blazing saddle
and wore a shining star..."

*Ebo is inturruped by herself!*

GUYS!!! Who's seen...on crap, what was the magazine? It was a four letter word printed in big bold letters...some supplement sent out by EW i think.

Anyway, Serenity is NUMBER 2 on the list of most anticipated movies. We BEAT hitchhickers guide to the galaxy!

(put into spolier thingys because some people (myself included) are quite anal about spoiler aversion. And i've never gotten to use the spoiler tags before. Why miss my big chance?)

(Its nothing major by the way, just a discription of what River is wearing. Its way trippy)

Select to view spoiler:

There's this HUGE ass picture of River doing some strange acrobatic thing on the cealing and she seems to be wearing a...well...i don't really know what she was wearing. There was spandex invloved. And rain sheeting. And possibly one of those funny little chains they use to chain pens to the desk at banks.

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Four out of five gynecologists recommend calling Ebo a girl.

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Wednesday, March 9, 2005 5:05 PM

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Originally posted by ebonezer:
Quote:
Originally posted by montanagirl:
Quote:
Originally posted by Elwoodmom:
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Originally posted by ebonezer:
Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:

Say, Ebo, where are you going?

Nowhere Special.

That doesn't sound like Captain talk to me!

No, no. The proper response to that statement is, "I've always wanted to go there."

Then you ride off into the sunset on your horses until you get to the limosine.

Yep! Just like that!

I have nothing to add, I was just curious to see what this would look like!

-Ratboy

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Wednesday, March 9, 2005 6:13 PM

* The Real Me does not quite believe what he just witnessed. *

Let me get this straight...

Cozen sent us a parrot-gram?

Anyway, we have a destination, and even an invitation! What are we waiting for?

The Real Me, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Wednesday, March 9, 2005 6:59 PM

Oh cozen, my cozen!

Cap'n Ebo, can we go to the "o" in "You Are Here" please! We can sing Blazing Saddles songs along the way if you like.

"There was a peaceful town called Rock Ridge . . ."

Packer fans welcome.
All others tolerated.

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Thursday, March 10, 2005 3:48 AM

STATIC

Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:

Say, do we have a navigator yet who can set us a course? . . .

* The Real Me stands and points. *

Mister Static! That-away if you please!

*Static shrugs. . .pulls the zipper of is flight suit down to mid-chest level for comfort, grips the controlls and rolls the throttle forward. Engines whine excitedly and the SereniTREE glides forward approaching speeds that we won't even discuss for the sake of avoiding tech discussions!!!*

There ya go, TRM. . .course set for the second star to the right. . .straight on 'til morning.

*punches the intercom button for the TV room*

Cap'n. . .course is set for Cozen's pleasure planet!

*punches the shipwide intercom*

Your attention please, your attention please. . .we have set course for Cozen's pleasure paradise planet. Set all wardrobe to appropriately naughty. That is all.

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

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Thursday, March 10, 2005 7:29 AM

JAKE7

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Originally posted by Static:
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Your attention please, your attention please. . .we have set course for Cozen's pleasure paradise planet. Set all wardrobe to appropriately naughty. That is all.

Well, OK, but I'm waiting until I find out if it's WARM there or not!

No sense in freezing my off!

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MAL: Everybody's makin' a fuss.

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Thursday, March 10, 2005 7:30 AM

JAKE7

Accidental duplication deleted.

My stupidity level is a little high today!

My apologies!

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Thursday, March 10, 2005 8:02 AM

THATWEIRDGIRL

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Originally posted by Static:
. . .pulls the zipper of is flight suit down to mid-chest level for comfort...

uh-huh, comfort

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There ya go, TRM. . .course set for the second star to the right. . .straight on 'til morning.

I'm confused...does Cozen now live where I grew up? 'Cause I'm from Neverland
*twg carefully examines star charts*
yes, he is pretty close to home. Sounds like a wonderful time. Can't wait to see mom, dad, and Cozen.

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Your attention please, your attention please. . .we have set course for Cozen's pleasure paradise planet. Set all wardrobe to appropriately naughty. That is all.

*twg's ears perk up. she jumps off the couch, almost spilling her root beer and heads for the east wing. a pile of discarded and too appropriate clothes begins to form at her feet*

gorramit! Don't I have anything 'pleasure planet naughty'?

*she realizes she's looking in the wrong place. Of course her closet wouldn't have anything...she opens the costume box, after all pleasure planets are a trek thing and that makes a 'pleasure planet' outfit a costume...several red, blue, and gold jumpsuits later she emerges successful*

*twg checks her Vash-esque outfit in the mirror. she is pleased*

*twg makes her way to the bridge. She’s draped in a green sarong with a suitably dangerous slit up the middle and midriff baring v-neck wrap shirt.*

I’m ready.

www.thatweirdgirl.com
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After silence, that which comes closest to expressing the inexpressible is music.
--Aldous Huxley

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Thursday, March 10, 2005 8:13 AM

STATIC

Quote:
Originally posted by thatweirdgirl:

*twg makes her way to the bridge. She’s draped in a green sarong with a suitably dangerous slit up the middle and midriff baring v-neck wrap shirt.*

I’m ready.

*drool*

Um. . .I'm sorry. . .what?

My goodness, sweetest. . .you look good enough to eat. C'mere so's I can nibble a bit.

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

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Thursday, March 10, 2005 9:16 AM