The S.S. SereniTree's Homecoming by thatweirdgirl

* Sigh *

Very well, Molly, get on my shoulder and come with me.

So, ThatWeirdGirl, SimonWho, MontanaGirl… do we have anything on the locations of either TheGreyJedi or Cozen?

Okay, enough of this! I was sort of hoping that we would be gaining people faster than we have been losing people! Now, I have to wonder who will disappear next. When WAS the last time we saw ImEarly? I’m beginning to think that we never evacuated him off of Black Diamond. I guess we could be forgiven for this, seeing as how he was invisible at the time….

* TheRealMe enters the Bridge and then climbs up into the pilot dome. *

Another good “for instance”… Where is Static? Hey, ThatWeirdGirl, didn’t you say that there would be danger to anyone caught on the Bridge when you pushed the Big Red Button?

Maybe we lost poor Static, too…

Oh, well. I guess I’ll just do this myself. It’s time to go home!

* TheRealMe squeezes himself into the cramped cockpit and reaches above his head to flip three switches. The Sereni-Tree falls out of hyperspace, directly over Earth-that-still-is. TheRealMe takes the control grip in his hand and powers up the engines. With a few carefully timed burns of the main engine, the Sereni-Tree’s course is altered significantly. TheRealMe touches a control for a ship-wide com-link. *

All hands, prepare for atmospheric re-entry!

* TheRealMe admires the view of the white-hot plasma as it spills around the Sereni-Tree’s heat shields. TheRealMe whistles. Is it supposed to be THAT hot? He keeps tight hold of the controls as the ship begins to vibrate from the stresses of re-entry. Before long, re-entry is accomplished and the Sereni-Tree is flying at amazing speed above the surface of Earth-that-still-is. *

Hmmm… Did I ever learn how to land one of these things? I think I might have been sick that day.

Oh, well. How difficult can it be?

* With some satisfaction, TheRealMe monitors the course that he plotted some time ago. Again, he reaches for the com. *

All hands! Up ahead is the Tree!

* TheRealMe smiles. Then he frowns, and goes for the com again. *

Uh, it has come to my attention that over half this crew has joined us since we left the Tree! Well, the Tree was the place that Ebonezer build the Treehouse. It was our home before we made the Treehouse mobile, and christened it “Sereni-Tree”.

* Under TheRealMe’s guidance, the Sereni-Tree zooms past the Tree. *

Be sure to wave at Zoid’s Pub at the Bottom of the Tree!

* TheRealMe waves. The Sereni-Tree flies on for a while longer. *

Ah, THERE it is! Our destination!

* TheRealMe pulls back on the controls and the Sereni-Tree pauses its headlong flight, hovering in mid-air. The ship settles as he begins to cut back the engines’ thrust. *

Oh, right! The landing gear!

* TheRealMe touches another control. Moments later, with a gentle jolt, the Sereni-Tree lands. TheRealMe powers down the engines. *

All hands! I direct your attention outside the ship to that small structure. It is a modest place, little better than a shack. It contains nothing of value; it was looted long ago. But it is the Clubhouse! One year ago today, Ebonezer, annoyed at confusion regarding her gender, posted the “The I am NOT a guy club!” thread. This was the direct ancestor to this thread. Ladies and Gentlemen, today is our birthday, and there is our birthplace!

We have come home!

Captain Ebonezer! Would you honor us with a few inspirational words?

The Real Me, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Friday, May 27, 2005 7:37 PM

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Originally posted by ebonezer:
I don't know whats going on!

Thats all i guess. Just wanted to let ya'all know I ain't dead.

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Four out of five gynecologists recommend calling Ebo a girl.

http://www.livejournal.com/users/yeabig/

After flying around and losing TheGreyJedi, we have arrived at Earth-that-still-is.

I landed us at the shack that was our old clubhouse. See, Ebo, it is our birthday!

One year ago today, you submitted the first post of the first clubhouse thread that turned into... THIS. Happy birthday, everybody!

"And now, Ebonezer will say a few words regarding this auspicious occasion!"

The Real Me, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Friday, May 27, 2005 7:41 PM

too bad methinks ebo went to bed...

um, lissa pops in to hear the speech?

~lissa, spwhore

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Friday, May 27, 2005 7:50 PM

* TheRealMe sighs and rolls his eyes while he feeds Molly some Spam. *

Such an impressive set-up too. Well, there's nothing else to do.

YOU, lissa, will have to deliver the speech!

The Real Me, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Friday, May 27, 2005 8:50 PM

NEEDLESEYE

Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:
YOU, lissa, will have to deliver the speech!

*Needleseye suddenly appears with a huge basket of corn.*

Did someone say Birthday? I love birthdays!
thinks~except I don't celebrate 'em anymore myself

Uh, what was I doing?
Oh right, I grew a whole lot of corn. *stands with basket rather corn maiden-like* Some how I took an extremely long nap, a jungle formed and I thought I heard Jet stomping or shouting, and there was something noisey blaring. I'm sure I missed something bad that probably hasn't quite ended.

*Finds a view outside* Hey TRM, is this that Earth place everyone has been looking for?
Pretty!
Now who's making a speech? I would love to hear something grandiose and stirring right about now.

*nibbles on an ear*
mmm! tasty when raw!

Keeper of Jayne's goggles. 8)

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Friday, May 27, 2005 9:14 PM

MOLLYTHEPARROT

Quote:
needlesye said, Oh right, I grew a whole lot of corn.

*In a flash Molly flys from TRM's shoulder and lands on Needlesye's head drooling spam*

"Are you my mommy?"

Can I have some corn, can I, pleassssssssseeeeeee, i is soooo hugnry!

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Friday, May 27, 2005 9:18 PM

*knaws on an ear of corn*

me deliver the speech, eh? well...

ahem ahem. it's been a wonderful moment or two since i popped in to hear the speech...and...in that time, i feel we've become family. or maybe aquaintances...anyways, i think we all can agree on one thing. ebonezer is the captainiest captain of this here boat! tree, whatever. i think.

*momentarily chokes on a kernel*

~lissa, spwhore

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Friday, May 27, 2005 9:28 PM

MAI

Well, I was going to say welcome back Needle, but it appears someone beat me to it.

Looks like your back just in time for our move back to the tree. Well, what are we waiting for?
We have landed right? Oh well.

*Opens cargo bay door and jumps off at a crazy run hoping we are on the ground*

We're home, we're home!

*Trips and tumbles over her own feet landing right at the bottom of the ladder.*

Ow. that's gonna leave a mark.

*Starts to climb and gets about half way up the ladder before the curiosity/slight fear takes hold*

Who's been lookin' after the tree while we've been gone? I'd hate to walk-in to a not so nice suprise on our first day back.

Maybe we should have the grandiose return speech out here, where it's safe.

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Friday, May 27, 2005 9:41 PM

*After Lissa's speech, there is a short pause*

*PR starts the crew off claping*

*Then PR opens the door and jumps out, not climbing down the ladder. Using his telekinetic powers he hovers in the air, and slowly floats down to the clubhouse.*

Wow...its small? So this is where it all started? Cool!

PsychicRiver

"Two by two, hands of blue."

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

Summer Glau to me - "You are so photogenic."

Me -

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Friday, May 27, 2005 9:43 PM

RAT

Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:
ThatWeirdGirl pushed some OTHER Big Red Button.

Are you sure? If it was the same BRB, we would not only be rid of the Yeti, we would also now have more SPAM, and if there's one thing we can use more of it's SPAM!!!

__________________________________

"N", you're back! How was the move?

Ratboy - Acquisitions Officer - Uss SereniTREE.

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Friday, May 27, 2005 9:50 PM

i know i certainly like SPAM! not sure about the yeti thing...

*hopes no one noticed her speech was neither grandiose nor epic, and realizes this thought will clue in those who actually didn't notice*

~lissa, spwhore

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Saturday, May 28, 2005 2:22 AM

*Emma notices the cafuffle and looks to see what has happened*

What the hell? Earth? God, no. I only just left here and didn't fancy coming back. Rat, if you want me to stay on in this job of yours you better pay me a fortune.

*It starts hailing fireballs*

It is a year since you guys have been here? Oh dear, did no-one tell you there was a war (yes, another one). The grindles took over and have control of the weather and as for....

*Emma notices TRM being followed by her meteor troll perplexed by his friendly nature - having never met another being before it is considerably more friendly than she expected considering it has big teeth and is 7ft tall with a mace for a tail. Said tail is currently waving around happily and bashing things off anything it touches*

the humans.... just don't mention the lions!

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Saturday, May 28, 2005 5:33 AM

Uh, actually that tree you are looking at is not THE TREE. It's just some old tree.

The Tree is not here, but we passed it a while back when we flew in. This clubhouse was where Ebo started it all in the very first thread.

Before my time, really; I arrived in the 3rd thread. At that time, there were Ebo, Mal-licious, ThatWeirdGirl... Jake7 was also here, but we lost her for a long while.

The Treehouse in the Tree came later, in our 4th thread.

By my count THIS thread is number 23.

Oh! Ahem! I would like to thank our guest speaker for a riveting speech!

* Claps. *

There's a war, really?

The Real Me, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Saturday, May 28, 2005 5:49 AM

NEEDLESEYE

Quote:
Originally posted by MollytheParrot:
Quote:
needlesye said, Oh right, I grew a whole lot of corn.

*In a flash Molly flys from TRM's shoulder and lands on Needlesye's head drooling spam*

"Are you my mommy?"

Can I have some corn, can I, pleassssssssseeeeeee, i is soooo hugnry!

*Flicks spam drool from her hair*

Here's an ear for you.
*Removes Molly from head and places on a surface, somewhere, anywhere.*
Uh, and no, dear creature I'm not your mommy.
Maybe you can find one here at the original Tree.

Keeper of Jayne's goggles. 8)

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Saturday, May 28, 2005 5:57 AM

Uh, no. We are not at the original Tree. We are at the original clubhouse. The Tree came later.

And that's what a meteor troll looks like, huh?

Wow.

I confess that I had something in mind more akin to a cute little kewpie doll (who remembers those?).

The Real Me, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Saturday, May 28, 2005 6:04 AM

*Ebo emerges from under the pooltable, rubbing her eyes and yawning. She looks around and notices streamers and a banner saying "Happy Birthday!", the aftermath of a small party.*

Oh. Right! Awwww, I missed the party? Wow. A whole year. I'm so cool. *grin*

Do we have any food?

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Four out of five gynecologists recommend calling Ebo a girl.

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Saturday, May 28, 2005 6:15 AM

RAT

Quote:
Originally posted by Emma:
Rat, if you want me to stay on in this job of yours you better pay me a fortune.

I don't pay you anything, the job is what you make of it. Half your profits go to the ship(to keep her in repair), and 43% go to me! Still, you have the opportunity to bring home more then you would as an independent! If this is not acceptable to you, I'm sure we can work something out. Here's the least you need to know( http://www.sjtrek.com/trek/rules/ )

Now asuming TRM is correct and it was not the same BRB, then our first job should be to retake the planet by locating and acquiring weapons and arms for 64k+ Yeti.

"Employees are rungs on the ladder of success. Don't hesitate to step on them"

Ratboy - Acquisitions Officer - Uss SereniTREE.

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Saturday, May 28, 2005 4:03 PM

MONTANAGIRL

Quote:
Originally posted by mai:
*Trips and tumbles over her own feet landing right at the bottom of the ladder.*

Yea, we're home, we're home!

*Tries to skip out the door, trips, and lands next to Mai.*

Shoot, I missed the speechifying!

ETA: Needleseye's up and about again. Yipee!

"One day, lad, all this will be yours ..."
"What - the curtains?"

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Sunday, May 29, 2005 1:50 AM

Quote:
If this is not acceptable to you, I'm sure we can work something out.

Rat, Rat, Rat. Now really, these terms are terrible. Why don't I just acquire things for myself and give somethings to Sereni-Tree and keep the rest for me. What can you give me I don't already have?

*Looks winsomely at large spherical ship still stuck to the side of Sereni-Tree, then notices meteor troll licking TRM*

Awwww TRM you seem to have a new friend, perhaps you should name him seeing as it has abandoned me.

*Loud explosion comes from 200ft away with a bright pink dust cloud*

What the hell...

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Sunday, May 29, 2005 7:51 AM

* TheRealMe notices the nearby explosion. *

Right! The war! Okay, everybody has seen the shack. Now, get back on board the Sereni-Tree! We’re taking off IMMEDIATELY! Yes, even you locals are welcome, if you want protection. Somebody stick the Captain safely back under the pool table! PsychicRiver, levitate her there, if you please.

* TheRealMe talks into his personal com-link, while striding back to the Sereni-Tree’s auxiliary air-lock. *

Jet! With Needleseye out here, I’m betting you’re still in Main Engineering. Good. Get the engines prepped for immediate lift-off. Right. Change of plans. Get our weapons charged, as well. Huh? What do you mean, “down for maintenance”?

* TheRealMe touches a control on his com-link. *

Static, please report to the Bridge!

* He touches another control. *

Soul? Kindly get to the auxiliary entry hatch. I’d like you to keep a list of any new folks we have coming on board. Or send one of the Zoe clones to do it, if you like.

* The meteor troll picks up TheRealMe, and gives him a friendly lick. *

Ugh! Oh, I mean, thanks. Up that ladder, big fella.

* The meteor troll happily carries TheRealMe up the ladder and into the auxiliary airlock hatch. *

* TheRealMe turns his head to look back at Emma. *

Emma, if you would kindly accompany me to the Bridge, you can tell us all about this enemy. And… what did YOU call this troll?

The Real Me, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Sunday, May 29, 2005 8:00 AM

Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:
Somebody stick the Captain safely back under the pool table! PsychicRiver, levitate her there, if you please.

Aye-aye!

*PR turns to Ebo, and focus his energy and she slowly starts to rise off the ground... as she rises PR notices that Ebo has a penii.*

Whoops! Your not Ebo!

*PR drops the Ebo golem back tot he ground, then turns to the real Ebo and using his telekinetic energies, lifts her up, at some disagreement from the great captain.*

Sorry, captain!

*PR gently sets Ebo down under the pool table and then joins most of the gang in the cargo bay.*

PsychicRiver

"Two by two, hands of blue."

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

Summer Glau to me - "You are so photogenic."

Me -

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Sunday, May 29, 2005 8:29 AM

* Halfway up the ladder, cradled in the arm of a meteor troll, TheRealMe sighs and shakes his head. *

You know, PsychicRiver, that joke wasn't all that funny the first twenty times you told it...

But don't leave the Ebo Golem behind, either. It's much too useful.

* TheRealMe notices some protest from the real Ebo. *

Oh, hey, are you awake, Captain? I had assumed that you were indulging in an Ice-Cream-Guy-induced torpor. Do you have any orders? I was sort of planning on saving us all.

The Real Me, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Sunday, May 29, 2005 9:31 AM

COZEN

*A weirdish blur just kinda happens in the exact centre of the Sereni-Tree's common room. From the midst of the blur, cozen re-forms into a corporeal state. Unfortunately, he re-forms in a dimension in which gravity plays a signifcant part. Thus, he plummets for a bit, thudding to the floor.*

Okay, yeah, like OUCH already. Sigh. The nth dimension was fascinating, but doin' the math was driving me batty. Still, an interesting vacation, so, thanks for the boost, TWG.

*Is clothing challenged, yet again. Balled in his fist is a chunk of platinum.*

*Ebo floats by.*

Heya, cap'n. Things is proceeding as per usual, I see. Say, Me, see ya got yerself a ride.

*cozen hands chunk of platinum to meteor troll. Mt sniffs chunk, drops TheRealMe, then smiles appreciatively before eating the metal.*

One of the first things ya learn in the nth dimension: meteor trolls like their minerals. Just sayin'

Lessee.... Hmm, back on Earth-That-Is, eh? And there's a war goin on? Shit. Here I was all ready to build a chocolate jacuzzi for MG, and now I'm probably gonna hafta take up arms in order to help save our krazy krew.

Work, work.

First, however, a nap.

*Heads off to Mai's bunk, there to make reparations with Molly. En route, kidnaps Emma, just for the practice.*

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cottage country: (slightly off-key warble): "There is a town in North Ontario...."

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Sunday, May 29, 2005 9:31 AM

But, look at it! *Points at Ebo golem's crotch*

*Laughs*

Ahh, it still gets me.

*Rolls eyes at TRM's request and mumbles under his breathe* It's all work, work, work...

*Ebo golem slowly rises up into the air, and is put back on board S.S. Serenity.*

So, TRM, where to now? The Tree?

What about staying for the war? Looks like it's gonna be a good one!

Ahh...I remember our war with the 3 switches thread...good times. Shortly before Christmas, when I was tied to the stake and deemed the Christmas tree. *Stares into space* Oh, memories.

PsychicRiver

"Two by two, hands of blue."

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

Summer Glau to me - "You are so photogenic."

Me -

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Sunday, May 29, 2005 10:10 AM

*ducks under the pool table and starts poking ebo*

ebo! get up! c'mon, i don't want to have to give another...speech! *shudders*

*begins to stuff herself with kraft american cheese singles for comfort*

~lissa, spwhore

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Sunday, May 29, 2005 10:19 AM

Put me down, help, help

*Emma screams an ear-piercing scream, waving her legs about uselessly. Being a somewhat pathetic creature she is unable to be free of Cozen, who is carrying her over his shoulder*

I am supposed to go with TRM and tell him about the evil empire, the one with the dodgy haircuts and particularly unpleasant breath not be carried off by you - help, help!

*Tries frantically to wave for attention and makes a mental note to a) name her next troll and b) not buy anything else from Tyroshi traders of Maqwil - they lie*

*They pass a chocolate fountain. Emma puts her hand in it and after testing the goods, makes another mental note to find a way to bottle it and sell it to the Tyroshi traders of Maqwil at the first available opportunity*

TRM, PR, Rat, anybody help, please... I have marmite on my ship... and weapons, exciting ones

extremely dimensionally transcendental

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Sunday, May 29, 2005 11:53 AM

THATWEIRDGIRL

*twg frantically runs in circles…up the stairs to the commons, round the bar, across the hall to the dorms, back down to the engineering room…over and over and over.*

What do I do?! What!!!! Do I celebrate our homecoming…I could go for a sit down at the old clubhouse hammocks…OR do I try and figure out what I did to Cozen? What's that? Cozen is okay? Cool. Why is my mind talking to me? Cripes!

*on her fourth trip through the shuttle bay, twg trips over something*

Huh? Hooollllyyy….Grey! hey Doc, we need some help down here. He’s breathing but unconscious. *twg examines the area around TGJ. She finds tiny bits of mecha scattered around the floor.* Uh oh. Crap….how am I gonna keep this from Grey? He’s gonna wake up and be upset when he finds out I’ve lost Aegis.

*twg begins to scoot towards the door*

Um, I’m just gonna go check out the old sauna.

War shmar. Thhbbbttt. I'm taking back our clubhouse!

*twg dives for the hatchway slipping out just as the doors close*

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Sunday, May 29, 2005 12:15 PM

COZEN

Hmmm. This one seems to be struggling. And, I could do without the screaming. Raises ethical issues.

*Dismisses ethical issues. Seeking succour, they make a beeline for TRM.*

*Carries on to Serenity's rose garden in the greenhouse closet. Gently gently lays Emma upon the soft grass. With easy expertise, uses satin cording to tie her to the maple tree. Secures a fine claret to compliment the basil pesto pasta dinner, then spoon feeds creme brulée until he detects an appropriate level of satiation.*

*After the pedicure and comprehensive foot massage, slowly unties the cords.*

Thanks, Emma. The skills were kinda getting rusty, y'know? Needed workin' on. Here....

*tosses Emma keys to yellow Ferrari, long abandoned by Mal-l, who was bored with it anyway*

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Sunday, May 29, 2005 12:18 PM

MONTANAGIRL

Quote:
Originally posted by thatweirdgirl:
Huh? Hooollllyyy….Grey! hey Doc, we need some help down here. He’s breathing but unconscious.

Oh boy. Could someone help me get Grey to the infirmary? I'd do it myself, but he's heavy.

"One day, lad, all this will be yours ..."
"What - the curtains?"

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Sunday, May 29, 2005 12:30 PM

*Ebo scrambles out from beneith the pool table.*

What is going on here? Are we at war? I LOVE war?

Where are the front lines? Who's leading the troops? Who are we fighting?

Oh man, we haven't had a good pointless war in a long while.

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Four out of five gynecologists recommend calling Ebo a girl.

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Sunday, May 29, 2005 12:42 PM

Quote:
Originally posted by montanagirl:
Quote:
Originally posted by thatweirdgirl:
Huh? Hooollllyyy….Grey! hey Doc, we need some help down here. He’s breathing but unconscious.

Oh boy. Could someone help me get Grey to the infirmary? I'd do it myself, but he's heavy.

"One day, lad, all this will be yours ..."
"What - the curtains?"

Ooh something I can do.

*Sigh* I'm just a glorified fork lift.

Oh, yeah! Guy in danger!

*Shakes his hand and then focuses and TGJ slowly lifts from the floor, gently PR pushes him through the ship, towards the infirmary, PR and MG following, who are joined by SW along the way. The 4 of them reach the infirmary and PR gently sets TGJ down on the stretcher-bed-thing.*

PsychicRiver

"Two by two, hands of blue."

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

Summer Glau to me - "You are so photogenic."

Me -

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Sunday, May 29, 2005 12:50 PM

RAT

Quote:
Originally posted by Emma:
Rat, Rat, Rat. Now really, these terms are terrible.

So, no sad seven huh? Well tell me, what do you think is fair?

Quote:
Originally posted by Emma:
What can you give me I don't already have?

Opportunity!!!

"Opportunity plus instinct equals profit"

Ratboy - Acquisitions Officer - Uss SereniTREE.

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Sunday, May 29, 2005 1:35 PM

SIMONWHO

Oh no, not more casualties. MG, now that TGJ is in the medical bay, I'm feeling in the mood to raise the dead once more... Nurse, fetch me my tools.

And while we do that, can you keep the noise of war down a bit?

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Sunday, May 29, 2005 1:42 PM

MONTANAGIRL

*Closes doors to common room to decrease ambient noise from the war. Puts soothing music in the stereo system of the medical bay. (Unless you prefer loud, fun music to work to, in which case that's what I put in the CD player.) Brings back a hammer, phillips and flat-head screwdrivers, a wrench, and some duct tape.*

Were these the tools you wanted?

"One day, lad, all this will be yours ..."
"What - the curtains?"

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Sunday, May 29, 2005 2:01 PM

COZEN

Quote:
Originally posted by montanagirl:
Brings back a hammer, phillips and flat-head screwdrivers, a wrench, and some duct tape.*

Were these the tools you wanted?

*cozen opens door to infirmary. Warlike noises filter in. Hands robertson screwdriver, dental floss and a laser extractor to MG.*

Hope this helps.

*Closes infirmary door behind him.*

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Whoo-hoo! Finally gets to work in the Zappa reference!

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Sunday, May 29, 2005 2:19 PM

SIMONWHO

*picks up laser extractor*

Now then TGJ, I just have one question to ask before we begin...

Is it safe?

Is it safe?

Is it safe?

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Sunday, May 29, 2005 8:35 PM

NEEDLESEYE

*Quickly following the others as they transport TGJ, Needleseye peers in at the scene through the glass at the med bay. She touches one finger tip to the window.
She whispers*

Awaken...

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Sunday, May 29, 2005 9:59 PM

*Emma sits in the Ferrari, contemplating the yellowness of it all and makes a mental note to decide whether to push Cozen out of an airlock or give him a peanut butter sanwich*

*Emma is vaguely aware of people rushing to and fro and some soothing music coming from the distance mingled with the occasional scream. She despairs about her situation before Rat emerges re-opening negotiations*

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So, no sad seven huh? Well tell me, what do you think is fair?

Well Rat, this is the deal as I see it. I give whatever I think will be useful to this ship and in return I take anything from this ship I think could get a fair price. I have a cunning idea for the chocolate from the chocolate fountain.

Additionally, anything I find thanks to Sereni-Tree will be part owned by this motley crew who will share in the profits.

You get nothing, unless you can persuade me otherwise.

I think that is fair

*Drives off in Ferrari looking cool before crashing into an unlikely looking tree*

extremely dimensionally transcendental

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Monday, May 30, 2005 4:55 AM

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Originally posted by Emma:

I have a cunning idea for the chocolate from the chocolate fountain.

Just so long as this doesn't turn into Charlie and the Chocolate Factory...

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Four out of five gynecologists recommend calling Ebo a girl.

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Monday, May 30, 2005 5:13 AM

MAI

Way to much going on here too keep up with. I realize people are busy with the not dying. Which is a good thing
But, I think it's high time we get our priorities straight. Chocolate. The jacuzzi thing sounds great. What's next a chocolate pudding pool? Potentially messy, but very worth while!

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Monday, May 30, 2005 5:14 AM

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Just so long as this doesn't turn into Charlie and the Chocolate Factory...

oompa loompa doompadee doo

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Monday, May 30, 2005 5:36 AM

* TheRealMe picks himself up from where the meteor troll dropped him and dusts himself off. *

Emma?

Uh, nice song.

Well, I see that you seem safe after your Cozen kidnapping. My apologies. Usually, I would have dealt with the situation of someone being kidnapped against her will, but IRL I spent the day in Denver.

Now, if you are feeling up to it, could you please accompany me to the bridge and let us know about this war?

Oh, yes, Ebo. It seems that we are about to get into a war. And yes, it's probably pointless, as most wars are. You could command from the bridge, or you could crew one of the quad-laser turrets, like last time. Uh, wait for us to get in the air, first, before you start shooting.

The Real Me, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Monday, May 30, 2005 5:47 AM

* As he climbs the stairs up to the bridge, TheRealMe talks into his com-link. *

Jet? I'm going to need full engine power very soon, now, and how about getting our weapon systems operational?

* TheRealMe smiles as he looks at the com-link's display. *

Oh! TheGreyJedi has been recovered? Excellent!

* TheRealMe mutters crew list changes as he continues: *

Remove Aegis, add Lissa, add mention of chocolate fountain.

The Real Me, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Monday, May 30, 2005 6:19 AM

STATIC

**Static comes sprinting in from Real Life and pushes past everyone between him and his pilot's chair.**

'Scuse me, pardon me, scuse me, pardon me, get the frack out of my gorram way!!!!!!

**Static slings himself into his pilot's chair and starts flipping switches. The APU kicks on with a whine and gauges and meters spring to life, all indicators climbing steadily.**

Hydraulic pressure rising. . .powering up ENCU. . .TADS/PNVS. . .okay. . .let's kick this pig.

**Static punches one button and the massive primary engine begins to spin. Some lights come on. . .others come off.**

Good start on One. . .bringing One to flight idle. Starting Two.

**Another button punched. . .another rumble and whine. The ballet of console lights continues for a moment and a barely perceivable vibration settles into the Sereni-TREE**

Both engines at flight idle. Let's do this thing.

**Static punches the shipwide comms**

Hey folks!!! We're all set to get the hell out of here if we need to!!! Someone tell me what you want me to do!!!

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Monday, May 30, 2005 10:21 AM

JAKE7

*jake7 is awakened by a large commotion going on throughout the ship.*

yawn

Huh?

It's been a year already?!?!? Man! How time flies! Seems like just yesterday I was searching for Margaritas, watching Gunhand fix the roof of the clubhouse in his kilt, and playing "Whack-a-Fox-Exec"!!

It's been quite a voyage and it seems we're ready for yet another adventure!

*jake7 looks out a portal window to gaze at Earth-that-still-is for the first time in a year. She sighs wistfully.*

Well, that was a short-lived trip.

What can I do to help out?

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Side note: I really can't believe it's been a year since this all started! I've had so much fun with you guys in these threads!! Here's to another year of fun and mayhem!

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MAL: Everybody's makin' a fuss.

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Monday, May 30, 2005 11:02 AM

*Ebo makes her way to the bridge.*

Static, good to have you back with us!

TRM, can I have a breifing on what (pointless thing) we're going to war over, and if you don't mind telling me who we're fighting, that would be shiny...

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Four out of five gynecologists recommend calling Ebo a girl.

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Monday, May 30, 2005 11:11 AM

hmm...what to do...

DUH! chocolate fountain

*routes part of the chocolate flow from the fountain to a beautiful marble jacuzzi. rigs up a contraption to deliver delicious glasses of either hot or cold chocolate straight to jacuzzi-patrons.*

mmm...warm bubbling chocolate! everyone get out your stain resistant bikinis!

~lissa, spwhore

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Monday, May 30, 2005 11:13 AM