Sereni-Tree IV: The Voyage Home by Rat

You know the drill people.

Old thread here: http://www.fireflyfans.net/thread.asp?b=2&t=9531

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Friday, May 6, 2005 6:29 AM

SIMONWHO

Oh my god! He's got a drill! Run! Run for your lives!

*goes screaming down the corridor a la Wash*

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Friday, May 6, 2005 6:34 AM

STATIC

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* On his console, The Real Me studies the damage reports coming in from the automated sensor arrays. He frowns. *

Captain! I recommend initiating the jump to hyperspace before we take any more hits!

We'll have to leave Grey behind, but he seems to have a plan.

I am NOT leaving a member of this crew behind!!!

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Originally posted by TheGreyJedi:
Then get the hell outta here! I'll draw their attention then see if the Grav Drive works in Aegis.

Gorramit, Grey. . .the middle of a battle is NOT the time to 'see if something works'!!!

Quote:

Well, um, though I'm somewhat miltarly challenged, I might respectfully suggest that you confused-dimensional-straightforward-idiotically aim to yer right, on account of the mecha there arming and aiming a tactical nuke our way.

Just a suggestion.

Frack. Dammit, Grey. . .I'm transmitting rendezvous coordinates to AEGIS. If you don't meet us there in FIVE MINUTES, I'm coming back to get your ass and welding your ass to your seat in Engineering!!!

Somebody get on shipwide comms and tell everyone to brace for FTL travel.

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Friday, May 6, 2005 4:48 PM

THEGREYJEDI

*Aegis lights up a few unseen console options, beeps in a pattern.*

Yes, I know I built that into your Grav Drive, but it was just a theory.

*more beeps*

Aegis, you're not R2-D2.

*silence, statistics present themselves on the vidscreens, a holopanel popping up. The craft slow in mid flight, hovering in space, still, as the mecha army regroups and reloads. Grey taps in a code on the holoscreen, and a small, hand-sized panel slides out of the console.*

Are you sure about this, Aegis?

*The large pair of white repulsor wings stretch out to their utmost, then curve inward to parallel with the flight plane. The small pair of manuvering repulsor wings kick straight back. A low hum can be felt on the hull of the mechas, Aegis and the SereniTREE right before the FTL drive kicks in, sending the ship to safety. Gravimetric energy ripples around the manuvering wings, building and funneling along the large wings, collecting in front of Aegis. Light and matter begins to bend towards the collecting gravity. Grey lets it build and build, the hull of the mecha shaking, fighting against the building gravity. He takes his boot knife and cuts another gash in his palm, mutters a swift prayer, and slams his bleeding palm into the panel. An implosion of gravity sucks the mecha army into a whirling vortex of hypergravity. Much like a stone in water, matter is sucked down and crushed into the 4th dimension then an explosion of dark matter recoils back into existance. Only a few scant pieces of metal and pebbled rock remain where the army, asteroids, and Aegis used to be.*

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Friday, May 6, 2005 7:41 PM

Grey! NO!

* TheRealMe reaches toward the viewscreen, anguish in his voice. He drops back into the seat of his control console. *

A hum? A HUM? Grey, there's no sound in space!

* Somewhat sheepishly, TheRealMe suddenly realizes that TheGreyJedi might not be coming back. *

Did he do that on purpose? Sacrifice himself? Did he destroy the mecha army, the asteroids, and himself by harnessing the sheer energy behind a Faster Than Light Jump?

Why didn't he just run with the rest of us?

* TheRealMe stands and departs the Bridge. *

I'll be in Main Engineering with Needleseye and Jet.

The Real Me, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Friday, May 6, 2005 9:40 PM

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Originally posted by TheRealMe:
Grey! NO!

I call Chief Engineer!!!

Ratboy Acting Chief Engineer - USS SereniTREE.

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Friday, May 6, 2005 9:47 PM

JET

*In engineering, Jet and Needleseye hold each other. Huddled on the floor beneath the monitor in which they saw Grey's sacrifice, tears stream down their cheeks.
From beneath Needleseye's feet, a vine slowly begins to to crawl and grow across the floor. The tendrils touching and reaching, searching for a hold to grasp. It envelopes hers and Jets feet and moves on. As it continues to grow, it's beginnings start to die and crisp following the same path, to the door where TheRealMe stands. The last tendrils reach for him, then become brittle and fall into dusty bits.*

*Jet rubs off the salty water from her face with a sleeve.*
Uh, TheRealMe, I'm glad your here.
Needleseye is beside herself.
*Jet continues to hold Needleseye who's staring blankly at the monitor*
I'm really not sure what to do. She hasn't said or sung a word since we saw what happened.
It's very noble what he did, but why would Grey do that? We could have made the jump if he'd just come back to the ship.
*Needleseye turns her face to rest into Jet's shoulder.*

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This tank. It isn't operational.

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Friday, May 6, 2005 10:19 PM

BRIDE7

To Jet: Hey you, want ta be bestest friends?!?

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Saturday, May 7, 2005 5:24 AM

SOULOFSERENITY

The Man They Call Soul...

*Soul stands and stares out the front viewscreen, at the now empty region of space that had been occupied only moments before a field of asteroids, an army of Mechas, and a man named Grey. It makes no sense, the grief he's feeling. He has no memory of the time before he woke up in the cave at the Ski Resort when TRM was fighting the FemaleReaver, and yet, he feels attatched to these people like he never has to anyone before. A single tear falls from his eye and works its way down his cheek.*

Dammit Grey, *Static mutteres.*

*Soul looks over to where Static is gripping the controls, and watches as the pilot fights back tears of his own. Finally, Soul can't take any more. He feels like he's lost a member of his own family.*

*He looks down at his arm, and watches as the skin begins to move in waves. He knows it's happening to the rest of his body as well, but he's not frightened. For some reason, it seems right. His fingers become transparent first, and he can se through them straight to the floor. He moves them, experimently, and chuckles at what he sees. Within a few seconds, his arm is transparent as well. He sees Static staring at him, but Soul simply smiles.*

I'll be back, *he says, and then steps through the console, through the viewscreen, and out towards the stars.*

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Soul, Security Chief of the Sereni-Tree

Mantichorus: "So is there a reason they call you 'Soul'?"
Soul (after a long pause): "Yeah. Because I have one."

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Saturday, May 7, 2005 6:40 AM

I call Security Chief!!!

Ratboy Acting Chief Engineer & Acting Security Chief - USS SereniTREE.

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Saturday, May 7, 2005 7:34 AM

Woah there. Lets take a big step back and a couple of deep breaths.

Now then, matter can't just go "voom" and disappear, can it? I mean, it must be somewhere. And Grey must be with it. Right?

So we just have to find where it went, then stage a bold and darring rescue mission filled with daring heroics and stuff.

Right?

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Saturday, May 7, 2005 8:36 AM

THATWEIRDGIRL

Didn't somebody make a rule about no one dying? Therefore, Grey is not dead...he's just not visible to our eyes in this dimension. right? Anyone?

*twg wanders away from Static and over to the science console. she pears into the view master thingy a la Spock hoping to determine Grey's location. she frowns to herself as she enters data...mumbling*

What the heck am I looking for...let's see the cosmological constant was...*finger moving quickly over the ten key pad*...that's proportional to k...*the computer begins that annoying tickertape/calculating noise 'computing'*...well, I know he's alive, in a sense, and I think he can return, but the thing is, um, he's got to do some stuff on his end before I can initialize a warping of the bulk, that is 5-dimensional spacetime will need to curve in a similar fashion to the original event.

*twg looks around at the raised eyebrows and gaping mouths*

What? I've read A Brief History of Time. He knows that right? 'Course, Soul may just save the day and we won't have to do anything.

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Saturday, May 7, 2005 12:24 PM

THEGREYJEDI

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Originally posted by TheRealMe:
A hum? A HUM? Grey, there's no sound in space!
... harnessing the sheer energy behind a Faster Than Light Jump?

Still missing, just clearing up the sci and the fi in the last post. The hum was felt and heard along the frames of the hulls of the various crafts. The hum originated from the actual microvibrations of the very ships everyone was in.

And the harnessed energy was from a Gravity Drive jump, not the normal FTL jump. Used the GravDrive installed in Aegis to make some sort of "Gravity Bomb," a temporary partial singularity. Yes, I realise that a singularity occupies a single point in space-time and that there is no smaller unit of measure, but it was partial nonetheless. Creating a full singularity would have opened up a black hole in the middle of the solar system sucking it all up in a matter of moments, suckitude for everyone.

*consoles on SereniTREE blip off for a moment, and flicker. Red text begins to crawl across each console in the ship.*

This is Aegis. Grey is fine. We are lost, but we will return.

*The red cursor moves a few lines down. the text becomes grey.*

Mourn not the living.

*the words stay on all the consoles for a few seconds before flickering and returning to normal, save one screen by Grey's quarters, which burns in the two lines of text into the screen.*

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Saturday, May 7, 2005 6:16 PM

JET

*TheRealMe had sent Needleseye off to soak in a shower, in hopes the water would wash away some of the sting from Grey's incident. She still makes no sound, but she appeared to feel better after TWG's explaination that Grey was just in another dimension, even thought there were scraps of metal and asteroidal bits left about.*

*Jet, busy cleaning up the dusty vine mess left by Needleseye around engineering, vacuums up the last bits. *
For such a pretty creature, she sure is a messy one.
Now, for a little maintenance.
* Sits at console, checks a few things... then,in the corner of her eye*

This is Aegis. Grey is fine. We are lost, but we will return.

Mourn not the living."

*Jet runs over to the monitor, jaw drops.*

Holy catalyzers!

*runs through the corridors shouting*
Needleseeeeeye!

*Finds TheRealMe's, quarters busts in. TheRealMe is alone, sitting on his bunk, appears to contemplating something in depth.*
Oh...
...beg your pardon, I need to get Needleseye!
*Swings open the lavatory door and flings wide the shower compartment curtain.*
Needleseye!
*She's in the shower, leaning on the wall, fins and scales gleaming in the droplets, theres about a five inches of flower parts in the bottom of the shower which is overflowing. Needleseye looks in Jet's direction, but really straight through her, then focuses.*

*Jet notices the uncomfortable silence in this akward moment as they stare at each other. It seems to go on...

but then Jet remembers.*

Um... * grabs Needleseye's dress and throws it at her*
Just come with me!
*She drags a reluctant Needleseye out of the shower past TheRealMe who is confused but certainly interested in the goings on.*
Pardon me, or us. Again!
*Leaving the room hurriedly....*
Might want to fix the drain in the shower! Soooorrry!

This tank. It isn't operational.

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Saturday, May 7, 2005 7:10 PM

*Jet is dragging her back to engineering, the last place she wants to be.*

*Jet's pointing at the monitor*

*Needleseye thinking~ What? Why? Can't think... missing? how many dimensions? ...never should have tasted the blood, but not any, just his, the most addictive, next to that gorram tequila. I promised myself I would leave these people be, but the taste... ...the rage. overwhelming. need.
Without him here I won't be tempted, but that presence, pure, so comforting.
Emerging from her silence she mumbles* ...Virginal. ...blood.

*Jet looks at her a bit fearful, but blurts out* Y'know, I think you've got a few Kangaroos loose in the top paddock. Look at the monitor!

*Needleseye looks, she blinks.
Her blank expression transforms to one of relief.*

*The two fling their arms around eachother in a celebratory embrace. Laughter follows as huge roses start to open up all over engineering and themselves. They grab the rose blooms and fling the petals up in the air which cascade, and twirl, landing on the pair of the two admirers of the Aegis pilot. It then turns into a flower fight, pegging each other with whole heavy rose flowers, they shatter on impact clinging to Jet's coveralls, and sliding off Needleseye's dress.*
*Suddenly they become silent.*

Needleseye~ Uh, he's lost?

Jet~ Killjoy! *smacks Needleseye in the head with a rose. More rose flinging ensues*

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Saturday, May 7, 2005 8:12 PM

* With all this going on, TheRealMe climbs into TheGreyJedi's hovering command chair in Main Engineering and tries to make sense of it all. Again and again he replays recordings of the moments around the time Grey disappeared. How could Grey still be alive after generating a singularity with the Gravity Drive? TheRealMe works on the complex mathematics. *

Hmmmm... Looks like Bride4 AND Bride7 have become real, now. That only leaves four more to do something with.

Note: TheRealMe will be in deep contemplation for about a week and a half. He will perform any necessary engineering functions, and will surrender his station to Grey, should Grey return.

The Real Me, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Saturday, May 7, 2005 8:14 PM

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Originally posted by needleseye:

Needleseye~ Uh, he's lost?

Not lost so much as...misplaced.

I'm sure he'll come back sooner or later. He's like a bad penny, he always turns up.

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Saturday, May 7, 2005 8:18 PM

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Originally posted by ebonezer:
Not lost so much as...misplaced.
I'm sure he'll come back sooner or later. He's like a bad penny, he always turns up.

HaHA!

Keeper of Jayne's goggles. 8)
"You only live a day, but it's brilliant anyway" ~ Elliot Smith

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Saturday, May 7, 2005 9:07 PM

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Originally posted by TheRealMe:
TheRealMe will perform any necessary engineering functions, and will surrender his station to Grey, should Grey return.

But I already called it!!

Ratboy Acting Chief Engineer? & Acting Security Chief - USS SereniTREE.

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Saturday, May 7, 2005 9:08 PM

THE REAL ME’S GUIDED TOUR OF THE SEREI-TREE

Hi. I am TheRealMe. Now that the excitement has died down, at least for the moment (and we know that TheGreyJedi is alive) there is something that I thought I should attend to. We’ve had some new folks join us lately, so I will provide a tour of the Sereni-Tree. I have paid careful attention over time, and I believe that this layout is consistent with all the stories that have occurred in the Sereni-Tree to date. If anyone has differing opinions, that’s fine, but try to stay true to what has gone before. WARNING: This post is very long.

Below, I also list the crew that we seem to have now, without bothering tracking down every poster we have ever had. If I have missed crew or if anyone would like to change my one-line description of them, let me know. And there is always the possibility that some folks have just been sleeping in their quarters for the last five or six threads. CageyBee? CosmicFugitive? BadgersHat? Apple? ManiacNumberOne? KaySky? Knibblet? Elwoodmom?

The Sereni-Tree’s Past

The Sereni-Tree is our home. Originally, it took the form of a tree house built by Ebonezer, and this is the image it has on our flag, the Flag That Shw Made. The tree house was the immediate successor to “The Forgotten Not a Guy/Girl Clubhouse”. Later, PsychicRiver and a few others, including myself, modified the tree house to make it an air-ship, floating through the sky on numerous butterfly-shaped reactionless thrusters. In this form, it was named and christened “Sereni-Tree” by Mal-licious. Later, TheGreyJedi made even more modifications, and it became a star-ship. We have since been traveling the ‘verse, leaving destroyed planets in our wake (we REALLY have to stop that).

The Sereni-Tree on the Inside

The Sereni-Tree is a structure much larger on the inside than it appears on the outside, thanks to my ability to fold space-time in higher dimensions. On the outside, the Sereni-Tree is perhaps the size of a modest two-storey house. On the inside, it is larger. MUCH larger.

The Common Room

The Common Room is the center of life in the Sereni-Tree. It is a huge cylindrical room perhaps 15 or 20 yards/meters across and three levels high. There are two encircling balconies, one above the other, around the Common Room. Equally spaced around the Common Room’s curving walls are the exits to the North, East, South, and West Wings. While it is true that the Sereni-Tree can move about and adopt any orientation, the names are traditional, coming from the time it was still a stationary tree house. There will be more about the Wings later.

In the center of the Common Room sits the pool table. In many ways, it is the critical nerve center of the ship, and battles have been waged for its possession. Underneath the pool table is the nest of Captain Ebonezer, where she piles her stuff (although the Captain has a designated room in one of the Wings, that room is rarely used). Also under the pool table are the remains of Cozen’s Pleasurable Torture Chamber, which includes “the Chair”. The top of the pool table is often where the Captain climbs to address the crew.

On the wall between the North and East Wings (and in that general area) is the game arcade. We have many pinball and video game consoles. A favorite is the newly-repaired Whack-a-Fox-Executive game, a device of my own invention. It’s like a Whack-a-Mole game, but much more satisfying. Beyond the arcade area is a door in the wall of the Common Room that provides access to a party room / mess area / lecture hall beyond, with enough tables and chairs to seat perhaps 40 people.

On the wall between the East and South Wings is the bar. It is finely constructed of a dark, polished wood, with barstools lined along it, and several tables out in front, and a place behind it for a bartender to work some alcoholic magic. On the wall directly behind the bar is a large mirror (unfortunately cracked in several places) and our carefully arrayed remaining bottles of booze (many of our previous collection having been smashed during the Invasion of Inola Teg, Eldritch Horror from the Purple Dimension). Currently, we do not have a resident bartender, although Bride3 could probably fill that role if nobody else wants it. As you face the bar, a door to its right leads to our personal micro-brewery, with vats of beer (and root-beer?). A door to the left of the bar leads to our fully equipped kitchen and pantry, with an enormous walk-in freezer (all virtually emptied by the recent depredations of the Cozenants). The balconies above the bar provide access to conference rooms and various offices on the upper levels (including at least offices of the Captain, First Officer, Cruise Director, and Security Chief with attached brig).

On the wall between the South and West Wings are a huge plasma television, an impressive sound system, and a DVD player complete with racks of all Whedonverse DVD sets, as well as complete Doctor Who, Star Trek, Indiana Jones, Farscape, Babylon 5, Twilight Zone, old and new Battlestar Galactica, all the Stargates, Highlanders, X-Files, the live-action and animated Tick, the Predator, Alien, and Star Wars cycles, Lord of the Rings (extended editions), The Princess Bride, Monty Python and the Holy Grail, The Abyss, and many other science fiction and fantasy television series and movies. In front of this television sits a large comfortable leather-covered couch, and a couple of love seats and recliners and some tables for holding munchies and drinks. To the right of the television as you face it is a doorway to the multi-level Infirmary of Doctor SimonWho and MontanaGirl, which has an operating theater, convalescent ward, examination rooms, supply rooms, and medical offices (the upper levels of the Infirmary connect to the balconies above the Common Room). To the left of the television, as you are facing it, is a hatch to a major airlock. This placement allows us to drag wounded into the Infirmary from the air-lock after a failed ground expedition (the airlock also connects directly to the Infirmary), or from the vehicle bay in the South Wing. On a wall in the air lock, hanging among vac-suits and space tools, is a fishing pole for retrieving Rat on those occasions when he has been spaced. There is an armory near or as part of this air-lock, where one can requisition all sorts of odd gear, including Spamguns and jetpacks.

On the wall between the West and North Wings are public bathrooms with showers and lockers, and access to the Sereni-Tree water park. The water park includes a pool, a sauna, a jacuzzi, a water slide that extends up three floors, and (floating in mid-air) a large zero-G blob of the same breathable fluid featured in the movie “The Abyss”, this last courtesy of SimonWho.

The Bridge

The Bridge? That’s a bit tricky. What we know for certain about the Bridge is that one must climb stairs to reach it, it is visible from the pool table, it contains Static’s cramped cockpit, and it has room for at least a few more people. I think that the best place for it is off one of the balconies to the northeast, jutting out from the side of the ship over the party room / mess hall. The main level of the bridge has a number of view screens and three main control stations, any of which can be configured for any ship function. Climbing a ladder up and forward from the main Bridge level gets you to the pilot dome, which is dominated by Static’s cramped cockpit. From here, the pilot has an excellent view, though this is easily supplemented by holographic images. From the Bridge, one has control over the ship’s functions of command, maneuver, navigation, sensors, computer, communication, weaponry, engineering, ship system status, security systems, and just about anything else. This control is shared by Main Engineering. Just off the Bridge are ladders that lead up and down to the dorsal and ventral gunnery stations. These accessways are not nearly so long as one would expect from the apparent height of the ship.

The Rest of the Central Core of the Ship

On the roof of the Sereni-Tree, above the Common Room, were once mounted MaRTHA and BERTHA, a catapult and high-powered gun both devised by TheGreyJedi, though he later removed the gun and mounted it upon his mecha, Aegis, to deal with a perceived invasion of the planet Rukus. There is a dorsal quad-laser emplacement and gunnery station on the roof of the Sereni-Tree. Also on the roof is an observatory dome that splits open to reveal a high-powered telescope.

Below the Common Room is the Main Cargo Bay which contains, among other things, somewhat less than 40 metric tons of Spam (or it did once, before the Black Diamond refugees started eating it). Luckily, the Spam was untouched by the Cozenants. Apparently, they did not consider it to be food. The Cargo Bay is a huge place, with a number of vaults and subdivided compartments for various goods. There is a massive hatch that allows easy loading access from outside the ship.

Below the Main Cargo Bay is Main Engineering, the realm of TheGreyJedi, Needleseye, Bride4, and (perhaps) the Kaylee-clone. All sorts of arcane techno-magic occur in this place, and most ship functions can be controlled from here, in addition to the Bridge. Grey has a command chair that he rarely leaves, that seems to hover anywhere he needs to go. There are power plants and spacedrives of almost every description, including a console for the highly experimental quad-locked Grav Drive (aka Ether Drive). The life support systems are no doubt in this section as well. Off of Main Engineering are Grey’s quarters and a series of lockers and a bathroom. Somewhere, the Sereni-Tree must store its fuel, so perhaps fuel tanks are near Main Engineering as well. Or perhaps the ship require so little fuel that its storage is not an issue.

In the days of the Sereni-Tree airship, Main Engineering was merely the boiler room, though it has since been upgraded significantly. However, the old boiler room had a permanent dimensional portal that connected to Zoid’s Pub at the Bottom of the Tree. I don’t know if this portal is still active, but if not, that could explain why we don’t see much of Zoid these days. Also in the old boiler room used to be the Big Red Button for enabling Real World Physics. TheRealMe has used warning signs, locks, titanium bulkheads, and duct tape to seal this away from Rat’s prying hands so THAT HE COULD NEVER MESS WITH IT AGAIN.

There is a ventral quad laser emplacement underneath the Sereni-Tree

Somewhere, perhaps amidships, or perhaps on either side of the Bridge, is mounted the twin-linked plasma cannon that is Static’s favorite toy.

The Wings

The North, East, South, and West Wings of the Sereni-Tree all have identical floor plans, mostly because they are, in fact, the same exact space folded twice through higher dimensions. This has worked well, except for the time that Rat re-asserted real-world physics and the Wings all collapsed back down to just three dimensions. That got confusing. And crowded!

The Wings are entered off of the Common Room through four doors placed at the cardinal points. There are additional doors above these, one on each encircling balcony per Wing. On the left side of each of these doors is access to an elevator. On the right side of each is access to a stairwell. These access ways run through all the decks of the ship, from the roof structures down through the Common Room, Cargo Bay, and Main Engineering, to the ventral lasers.

The Wings have three floors each. The bottom two are for living quarters, with ten modest apartments on each floor, five on each side of a central corridor. The apartment of The Real Me, the apartment once used as the FemaleReaver Containment Area, the apartment temporarily expanded to hold the population of Black Diamond (and once claimed by Needleseye), and Needleseye’s new apartment that Cozen raided for a green sarong are all on the lowest floor of the West Wing. The Real Me has one of the two apartments at the end of the corridor with windows giving a nice view of space. SimonWho is also probably in the West Wing, to be near both the Infirmary and the zero-G blob of “Abyss” fluid that he provided. I believe that MontanaGirl is in the South Wing. Static and ThatWeirdGirl share quarters, probably in the upper quarters level of the North or East Wings, so as to provide quick access to the Bridge. Mai and PsychicRiver once shared quarters at the end of a Wing (they have a window that looks out on space), and these quarters are adjacent to those shared by Static and ThatWeirdGirl. I don’t know about anyone else, but feel free to pick a spot. We might want to reserve one Wing strictly for passengers, Brides, and/or clones.

In addition to the two levels of living quarters, each Wing has a third floor with an extra-high ceiling containing something special:

The North Wing third floor contains the “This Land” game preserve / mini-theme park / miniature golf course (where we usually keep Mai’s pet dinosaur, Frederick).

The East Wing third floor contains a recording studio, stage, and dance floor (with disco ball!) for our band, “the Fireflies”.

The South Wing third floor contains the hanger for our various small craft, including the shuttles General Lee for Southerners or Dukes of Hazard fans, the General Grant for Yankees, and the Admiral Nelson for Brits, at least a half-dozen speeder pods, TheGreyJedi’s mecha Aegis, and perhaps SimonWho’s Blue Box when he doesn’t have it with him.

The West Wing third floor has the magnificent floor-to-ceiling Willy-Wonka-esque Dream Machine created by ManiacNumberOne, where one’s mind can be played with. It hasn’t gotten much use since the Insidious Doctor Rat hooked us all up to it, once. The West Wing also has a gym, with showers, lockers, mats, weights, treadmills, stair-masters, etc. Who knows, we might even have a tennis / basketball court, and a ring for UNPROFESSIONAL WRESTLING! Maybe we have a bowling alley, too, or a firing range.

The Sereni-Tree! Who needs to visit a pleasure planet?

The “Real” Crew and Passengers of the Sereni-Tree

Bride7: Blushing psychotic bride; files nails; avoids work; good cook (apparently, Rat in drag).
CallMeAth: Ath seems a decent fellow, but is fairly new.
Cozen: Crew member or Star Cluster? Kidnaps women and subjects them to pleasurable torture.
Ebonezer (Captain):; exuberant, impulsive; nest under the pool table; Power: speaks to any creature.
ImEarly: Writer of Adventure Blogs; Power: inviso-katana of the late Bride1.
Jake7: Dependable in a crisis; Power: force field gadget.
Jet aka Bride4 (Assistant Engineer): small of stature, dark hair, intelligent, wears glasses.
Mai (Cruise Director): not an attack-and-kill kind of girl; has pet dinosaur Frederick.
Mal-licious (Goddess-Queen): regal and self-assured; Powers: thread-jacking, charisma, and beauty.
MontanaGirl (Medical Assistant and Vet): likes Soul’s bow and Cozen’s methods. Likes things to go boom!
Needleseye (Assistant Engineer): Aquatic carnivorous faerie creature; shapeshifts to monster; creates flowers.
PsychicRiver: Just a little crazy; comes and goes; knits. Powers: telepathy, precognition, telekinesis.
Rat Troublemaker; messes with things; Power: weather prediction and solar / lightning blasts.
SimonWho (Physician): helpful, friendly, annoys women he likes; Power: blue box; destroys entire planets
SoulOfSerenity (Security Chief): Friendly; wants to help; Archer with bow; Power: desolidification?
Static (Pilot): no-nonsense guy; TWG’s “beloved”; Powers: piloting; combat with blade and gun.
ThatWeirdGirl (1st Lieutenant): happy, playful; Static’s “sweetest”; Likes Pepsimilk; Power: confusion.
TheGreyJedi(Engineer): tech-priest, genius inventor; has mecha “Aegis”; Power: MacGuyver-like scrounging.
TheRealMe (1st Officer and Navigator): level-headed, reliable; Power: inventor and space-folding.

The (as yet) “Unplayed” Crew and Passengers of the Sereni-Tree

Bride2: Strong, athletic, and tomboy-ish; tends to wear grey sweats.
Bride3: Tall woman, mixes drinks and deals cards. Perhaps she could be our bartender.
Bride5: Affects the “glamorous” look; slave to fashion; interested in Cozen.
Bride6: Giggly and excitable; curls and dyes hair; does nails; likes frilly and lacy dresses.

Yeti: Tens of thousands of creatures rescued from the destruction of the planet Black Diamond.
Windmill Giants: Dozens of creatures shrunken, then rescued from the destruction of Black Diamond.
Resort staff: Tens of people who once worked at the Black Diamond Ski Resort (including a Reaver?).

Hirsute Clones: Unknown number of hairier-than-intended Cozen love-clones of our BDHs. Perhaps they hang out with the Yeti?
Badger-clone: Once the concierge of the Rukus resort
Kaylee-clone: Another new Assistant Engineer for TheGreyJedi?
Jayne-clone1: Got to watch him. Claimed by MontanaGirl.
Jayne-clone2: Got to watch him. Probably helped the invasion of the Cozenants.
Mal-clone1:(Presumably) claimed by Mal-licious.
Mal-clone2:(Presumably) claimed by Mal-licious.
River-clone: Super-intelligent and creepifying
Simon-clone1: Assigned to the Infirmary under SimonWho?
Simon-clone2: Another doctor for the Infirmary?
Zoe-clone1: Ready for security duty with SoulofSerenity?
Zoe-clone2: Ready for security duty with SoulofSerenity?

Mechanical and Magical Servants and Pets of the Sereni-Tree

Sparky: The Mechana-Cabana-Boy 3000; much repaired, rarely working robot of TRM.
The Ebo Golem: The Effigy of Ebo, magically animated by TRM to replace Sparky.
The Pillow CageyBee: The golem created by CageyBee of fabric and stuffing; not seen lately.
Frederick the Dinosaur: A pet dinosaur picked up in the Land of the Lost by Mai during Mai-Quest.
The Black Ribbon: MontanaGirl’s magical protective black ribbon kept in a glass of Pepsi.
Black Jack Silver: Cozen’s parrot-gram, notorious for questionable toiletry habits.
DRDs: An unknown number of Diagnostic Repair Drones, presumably built by TGJ.

The Real Me, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Saturday, May 7, 2005 9:32 PM

Ray, nobody is listening to you.

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Saturday, May 7, 2005 9:53 PM

I have a room in the wings? Cool!

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Saturday, May 7, 2005 10:09 PM

MAI

Holy Rocking Chair TRM! Thanks for that lovely summory of what's been going on, it must have taken you ages to put together. I love the description of the entire ship... (I can't believe I forgot about my poor little fred!)You bring up a good question. Why do we ever leave the ship with virtually everything we ever want or need right here? Maybe we should add historian to your job title?

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Saturday, May 7, 2005 10:21 PM

Well, I'm planning my complete thread summary, with links, for our 1-year aniversary toward the end of this month.

I'll be signing off, now, probably until the 17th.

The Real Me, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Sunday, May 8, 2005 6:34 AM

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Originally posted by mai:
Why do we ever leave the ship with virtually everything we ever want or need right here?

Isn't that true. It reminds me of friends who had trampolines, pools, any other various waterslides and inflateable park type items you jump in. You go over to hang out and they never want to use any of it, it's soooo boring. You'd think having all that stuff would be great all the time.
Sounds like the Sereni-Tree has a bunch of spoiled kids on board! Never mind the water park or the disco! Lets go to the ski resort! See where that got everybody?

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Sunday, May 8, 2005 4:42 PM

MAI

Ok, this is only sort of a SereniTREE topic/question.

I know a lot of people from this imaginary ship we call home away from home are thinking of going to NC for the premiere. I know it's awhile off, but I was wondering if anyone had thought of making some shiny t-shirts for the SereniTREEers?
Maybe something with our flag or another treeship related design. I'd do it, but I'm not even sure how to go about making the design or if anyone's even interested. Just an idea, maybe some of you with more artistic type skills know how to go about this...

BACK TO YOUR REGULARLY SCHEDULED ADVENTURE

*Mai peers out the window and the now calm black*

I hate to point this out, especially cause it's mostly men who are flying this thing, but I think we might be LOST! Now, I don't know much about flyin' (besides the fact that I like it A LOT!) but it seems we've been travelin' for a looooooooooonnnnnnnng time. I realize were delayed by the attacking mecha army and dissapearing crew members but really...

*Pulls out several holo-maps and stares blankly*

That doesn't look quite...

OH!

*Turns map around, facing the correct direction*

Are we sure someone hasn't been messing with the data that was put in navigation system to direct us back home? I don't know, maybe I'm just gettin' paranoid. What with the trips never seemin' to go smooth and all.

Ok, done with the worrying.
COZEN! I'm a bit disappointed about the umm... uneventful not a kidnapping pleasure torture thing we got going. Maybe the massaging just put me into such an oblivion I haven't noticed what's going on. Anyway, more Miraculous Wine stuff, please.

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Sunday, May 8, 2005 6:01 PM

Quote:
Originally posted by mai:
I was wondering if anyone had thought of making some shiny t-shirts for the SereniTREEers?

T-shirts? a super shiny idea! I recall seeing that flag once, a while ago. Hmm...
Was it pre-starship?

*************'

*Needleseye over hearing Mai's comment, thinking this is heading into the men never ask for directions direction..... *
How about second star to the left and straight on til morning?
Oh... sorry wrong 'verse.

Well someone (too lazy to go back and check) mentioned Mars. couple of times.
So, if we're so close to Mars some one saw it on the nav charts, why can't we get to earth in a reasonable amount of time? Uh, not that I would know anything about earth or where it is... really.
I think TheRealMe is on vacation in his bunk or something for a week, so someone has to navigate. Perhaps the captain?

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Sunday, May 8, 2005 6:14 PM

Needleseye, perusing nav charts, sings to pass the time...

While the hands are pointing up midnight
Your a question mark coming after people
you watch collide
You can ask what you want to, the satellite
Cos the names you drop put ice in my veins
and for all you know your the only one who
finds it strange
when they call it a lover's moon, the satellite
Cos it acts just like lovers do, the satellite
A burned out world you know, staying up all night
the satellite

~Satellite, Elliot Smith

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Sunday, May 8, 2005 6:33 PM

COZEN

Quote:
Originally posted by mai:
...maybe some of you with more artistic type skills know how to go about this... gettin' paranoid. What with ... all... the worrying ...[and] kidnapping pleasure torture.

*Just so happens that cozen ambles into the room toting a half gallon jug of finest Newfie screech. (A cousin to Labrador Likker, though with a somehat less subtle bouquet, and known to induce miraculous tales of survival... from them's that survive it. Deemed by those with uneducated palates to be a closer relative to turpentine than to, say, dandelion wine).*

*In his other arm are arrayed the following pretties, in no particular order: several artists' brushes, varying sizes; an eagle feather; riding crop; several smallish tins of body paint, various colours.*

Any ideas?

*Softly, the door snicks closed.

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Sunday, May 8, 2005 8:31 PM

MONTANAGIRL

Wow, TRM, you're the man! That was an amazing summary. I didn't know we had half of that stuff.

Upon seeing the list of everybody's quarters, my only question is this: Am I all by myself in the South wing? I guess I'm not entirely by myself as I have my JayneClone, but I might want to talk to a real person now and again. Occasionally. Anybody want to come keep me company?

I hope Soul is okay. Did he take his bow with him when he dematerialized (or whatever) or is it still here? 'Cause I could guard it for him until he gets back. It could hang out with my Dukes of Hazzard bow and arrows with dynamite on them.

Well, until a further emergency arises, I'm going to go check out the waterpark.

*Runs back to room and changes into bikini. Runs back through common room on way to Sereni-Tree waterpark.*

Holler if you need me Simon!

If you can be an idiot, I can be an idiot. - D'Argo

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Monday, May 9, 2005 3:23 AM

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Originally posted by needleseye:

...so someone has to navigate. Perhaps the captain?

*Ebo, who has been sprawled across the couch, suddenly leaps underneath her pool table and pulls the covers over her head.*

Is somebody boiling roadkill? I just got a whiff of something vile...it sort of smells like...responsibility.

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Monday, May 9, 2005 4:47 AM

SOULOFSERENITY

The Man They Call Soul...

Quote:
Originally posted by montanagirl:

Upon seeing the list of everybody's quarters, my only question is this: Am I all by myself in the South wing? I guess I'm not entirely by myself as I have my JayneClone, but I might want to talk to a real person now and again. Occasionally. Anybody want to come keep me company?

MG, when I get back, I'll snag one of the rooms in the South wing as well. I don't think I have a room yet, but apparently I have an office with an attatched brig!

Quote:
I hope Soul is okay. Did he take his bow with him when he dematerialized (or whatever) or is it still here? 'Cause I could guard it for him until he gets back. It could hang out with my Dukes of Hazzard bow and arrows with dynamite on them.

*Soul floats silently outside of the Sereni-TREE. He's done this before, he can tell, but he can't remember any other time beside this one. Phasing. That's what he calls it. He can shift his body almost completely out of this plane of reality, leaving just enough of himself in existance to act as, well, the best analogy would be a ghost. Without the whole being dead thing, of course.*

*Out of habit, Soul moves his hand to wipe dust off of his shirt, but realises that he isn't wearing it. In fact, he isn't wearing anything. Which means that his bow, his quiver, and his collection of arrow heads are sitting in a pile with his clothes on the bridge.*

Hmm. I hope no one throws them away.

*He remembers that while he can phase at will, he needs to concentrate a bit more to make sure that he takes what he's wearing with him. If he really concentrates, he can take another person with him as well.*

*He floats back towards the bridge and looks through the viewscreen. He can see Grey's message scrolling across one of the computer screens, and Soul smiles.*

We'll be waitin' for you, Grey, *Soul says to the stars.*

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Soul, Security Chief of the Sereni-Tree

Mantichorus: "So is there a reason they call you 'Soul'?"
Soul (after a long pause): "Yeah. Because I have one."

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Monday, May 9, 2005 5:22 AM

THATWEIRDGIRL

Quote:
Originally posted by mai:
...but I was wondering if anyone had thought of making some shiny t-shirts for the SereniTREEers?...

I'll start working on a design right away. I'll check prices before I load it to my cafepress shop, I'm bettin good buddy StillShiny can get a better rate, so watch for an update.

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*still intent on getting grey back quickly, twg continues to work with the computer on a solution. her mind wanders to the clothes pile on the floor...*

no, couldn't be, it's only myth, right? Could Soul be a Traveler? wow.

*twg's thoughts on travelers reminds her of the power of thought on phasing bodies.*

I have an idea! I'm heading down to engineering. Don't go anywhere! I'll let you know when I'm ready.

*twg runs to the door, stops, turns towards the view screen* Thank you Soul* and continues down the stairs. On her way, she stops by her quarters to grab her slide rule, she runs past the pool table yelling to Ebo to give everyone a scone...it's important. She slides into engineering, just missing a collision with Jet.*
Sorry.

I have an idea to get your Grey back to you. It's gonna take the entire crew to do it, but I think we can pull this off. Jet, I need you to upload these calculations into the grav drive. Needleseye, can you double check the coils? It's vital that they are operating not just within standards but above them by .007%. Can you do that? perfect. I'm gonna see if there's a way to siphon power from the thrusters to the FTL drive. Gals, before you go I need you to agree to this plan. I plan to fold the grav drive in on itsself and then jump it with the FTL. Then , with everyone sufficiently anchored by the scones, we are going to do a little group think thing. it's dangerous, in fact, I may end up blowing the ship to kingdom come. Do you want to risk it?

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Monday, May 9, 2005 5:38 AM

SIMONWHO

You want to blow us all up? Isn't there anyone else on board with good survival instincts?

Right, I'm going back to the West Wing, where I will walk around corridors, talking really quickly while making wisecracks about the state of American healthcare.

MG, would I holler for you just because you've gotten changed into a bikini? Well, actually...

No, let's wait until there's another set of casualties. Won't be long, I'm sure. Heck, we've got Rat as our Security Officer now, I'm just going to look at my second hand...

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Monday, May 9, 2005 5:43 AM

THATWEIRDGIRL

Quote:
Originally posted by SimonWho:
You want to blow us all up? Isn't there anyone else on board with good survival instincts?

Fine, I'll retool my plan a bit. There's only a 47% chance this one won't work. Back to the drawing board, er, console.

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Monday, May 9, 2005 8:53 AM

JET

*Jet looks at Needleseye, and she at her, eyebrows raised. They both look at TWG.*

Well, no question there.
It is risky, terribly dangerous, and if I ever thought Needleseye was nuts, I think you're more so.
Fold the grav drive? Are you INSANE?
Yes, we want Grey back, but *smack* ..OUCH!

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This tank. It isn't operational.

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Monday, May 9, 2005 8:58 AM

*Needleseye glares at Jet who's rubbing the stinging spot on her arm.*
*Calmly speaks* That last statement you made cannot be followed by "but" anything.
*Jet covers her mouth with her hand in regret.*

It's agreed TWG, rethink a bit if you must, but what's the saying?
If at first an idea isn't absurd, then there's no hope for it.
Where's Ebo with the scones?

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Monday, May 9, 2005 10:20 AM

CALLMEATH

A thousand thanks for the guided tour TRM. I was rather lost on Sereni-Tree, which is quite an awesome vessel, if I may say so. Now I just need to find a room.

Hmm, how do I decide which wing? I know! Eenee, meenee, minee, moe...

"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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Monday, May 9, 2005 4:10 PM

Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:
I'll be signing off, now, probably until the 17th.

The Real Me, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

I call First Officer!!!

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Monday, May 9, 2005 4:19 PM

MAI

Quote:
Sereni-Tree, which is quite an awesome vessel, if I may say so. Now I just need to find a room.

If I were you I'd pick a room on the North or is it East (I'm directionally challenged)near me and several others. It's a nice quiet place to rest and relax.

It's especially nice if like noise, lots of strange yet somehow very familiar noise in down those corridors, I'm tellin' ya.

On a side note,
TRM's right. I did once have a roomate. Wonder what happened to him? PR, are you out there?
Somewhere out there?

Beneath the pale moonlight,Someone's thinking of me,And loving me tonight.

Somewhere out there,
Someone's saying a prayer,
That we'll find one another,
In that big somewhere out there.

And even though I know how very far apart we are,
It helps to think we might be wishing on the same bright star,
And when the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby,
It helps to think we're sleeping underneath the same big sky!

Somewhere out there,
If love can see us through,
Then we'll be together,
Somewhere out there,
Out where dreams
Come true...

Umm, yea. I DIDN'T just break into song for absolutely no reason.

I had a teeny inspiration from TRM's lovely description just a little, very unfinished version of what's happened and such...

Missing roomate.
Befuddled brain.
Torture, endless joy.

Scone on a big plate.
Tree-shaped space plane.
Planet to destroy.

Reaver bait.
Cloned Jayne.
Cross-dressed boy(s).

Passenger gain.
Unknown fate.
Spam and cake not soy.

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Monday, May 9, 2005 4:36 PM

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Originally posted by Rat:

I call First Officer!!!

No.

*That thanken care of, Ebo leaps onto the pool table.*

Alright. Attention crew: I think we got some left over scones in the bar area. I hope.

*Ebo jumps off the table and trots across the room to the bar. She vaults over the counter and digs around in the fridge untill she finds some scones. She grabs them and clambors up onto the bar.*

Ok. They might be a mite stale, but, uh, I guess thats better for, uh, weighing you down...or something.

Come and get em!

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Monday, May 9, 2005 4:58 PM

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No.

Too late, I called it! Besides, I've already thanken over his responsibilities. Say, I wonder if I got his ability to portal about, it'd be handy, now that I'll be stretched so thin with all my new duties.

*Takes scone.*

Ratboy Acting Acting Chief Engineer, Acting First Officer & Acting Security Chief - USS SereniTREE.

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Monday, May 9, 2005 5:01 PM

*Needleseye takes Jet by the arm.* Come now you insolent girl. We can't keep Grey waiting, can we?
*Jet pipes up*~Sorry about the insane thing, TWG!
*They grab some scones from the Captain* Thanks Ebo!
*Needleseye grumbles* Ah, no tea. :{

NeedlesEye and Jet head back to engineering, stuffing their faces and smiling over the prospects of TWG's plan, no matter how risky.
With efficiency and grace the girls work according to TWG's request. Jet applies the calculations to the grav drive.
~upload complete~
Needleseye ever so carefuly makes adjustments, crossreferencing frequencies to aquire the necessary specifications for the coils. It's a delicate balance.*
*Jet checks monitor* Almostmmm...*chews*...007%
*scone crumbs sprinkling form her lips*
Needleseye smirks and then chokes a bit on a scone chunk.

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Monday, May 9, 2005 5:28 PM

STATIC

**Static smiles at TWG and winks**

I find Needleseye's . . .ummmmmm. . .fascination with Grey to be most intriguing.

Don't you?

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Monday, May 9, 2005 5:32 PM

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Originally posted by Rat:

Too late, I called it! Besides, I've already thanken over his responsibilities.

Acting Chief Mischief more like.
Do what you like but steer clear of engineering, the Assistant Engineers are currently next in command of that station.

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Monday, May 9, 2005 6:07 PM

MONTANAGIRL

*montanagirl wanders back through the common room and snags a scone.*

So what exactly do the scones have to do with the plan?

And twg, I was reminded of a quote from a Mercedes Lackey book when you were talking about your plan. "That was the edge they had needed to turn this from suicidal to merely horribly dangerous."

If you can be an idiot, I can be an idiot. - D'Argo

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Monday, May 9, 2005 6:13 PM

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Originally posted by needleseye:
steer clear of engineering.

"Acting Acting Chief Engineer" is the title, but I see no reason to actually be in engineering. At least for now!

*Clones self.*

Ratboy Acting Acting Chief Engineer, Acting First Officer & Acting Security Chief - USS SereniTREE.

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Monday, May 9, 2005 6:32 PM

Rat, we seem to have an absentee pilot as well, I don't suppose you're gonna be "acting" pilot too?

A post I wouldn't recommend assuming.

Montana Girl, I think the scones have something to do with affecting our density.

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Monday, May 9, 2005 7:11 PM

No thank you, I have 'nuff on my plate for now, but maybe my clone here would like to do it.

RC (RatClone): No, but thanks for the offer, perhaps some other time!

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Monday, May 9, 2005 7:27 PM