The Sereni-Tree and the return of ThatWeirdGirl

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THEREALME

Thursday, December 1, 2005 2:56 PM (P)

Time for a new thread, number 34!

Guide to the Clubhouse / Treehouse / Sereni-Tree Threads:
http://www.fireflyfans.net/thread.asp?b=11&t=11877

http://www.fireflyfans.net/thread.asp?b=11&t=14277
This thread includes the latest version of "TheRealMe's Guide to the Sereni-Tree" near its top. In the crew list, nowever, note that all the clones (including the Rat-clone) are now gone, as are the Malcolmettes and SoulofSerenity. From the Arkham adventure, we have added the Phantom and perhaps NoSkillz and his tiger. I don’t think we picked up anyone else, though Bride7 made a re-appearance.

Following is the summary of the previous thread at
http://www.fireflyfans.net/thread.asp?b=11&t=14617

(Interim Summary)

After SoulofSerenity sacrificed himself to save the rest of us from the Madness of Arkham, the survivors returned to the Sereni-Tree in order to recover and to mourn our friend.

During the evacuation from the Arkham, Jake7 clearly did not trust the somewhat psychotic Bride7, who had taken to following TheRealMe around. TheRealMe, however, protested that we had not actually caught her eating anybody, so we really shouldn’t kick her off the ship. Jake7 seemed unimpressed by this logic.

PsychicRiver recovered Soul's possessions and gifted them to CallMeSerenity.

Soul’s body, recovered by Jazaf, was frozen and stored in the Infirmary’s cryo-lab.

The Phantom hovered around the Sereni-Tree, mysteriously (and invisibly) watching our crew.

Static piloted the Sereni-Tree to overtake the shuttle Admiral Nelson, which had contained ThatWeirdGirl and one of the Rats. When Static and TheRealMe boarded that shuttle, they found it empty, except for two piles of dust! That meant that both the ThatWeirdGirl and the Rat aboard were clone-beings that had since dissolved! We knew where the real Rat was (he collected the other Rat’s clone-dust, by the way), but where was the real ThatWeirdGirl?

The only conclusion that we could come to was that the real ThatWeirdGirl had been mistaken for the EvilWeirdGirl created during the time of the Dark Soul, that very being who had suffered a terrible head wound and had been frozen in cryo-sleep. So the person we thought was the EvilWeirdGirl must have been the true ThatWeirdGirl, and the WeirdGirl we had been living with for some time was an evil imposter! (Confused yet?)

In any case, our ThatWeirdGirl-like-being required brain surgery. With Doctor SimonWho missing and our two Simon-clones dissolved to dust, TheRealMe suggested that we wait, since his own medical expertise had just risen to the point of the successful application of band-aids. Yet SimonWho did not return, even when we pressed the Big Red Button that he set up to summon himself.

TheRealMe went to the Dream Machine created long ago by ManiacNumberOne, and used it to download the stored record of SimonWho’s medical expertise into his own head. Using this borrowed knowledge, TheRealMe performed a successful operation to restore ThatWeirdGirl to normal. After the operation, TheRealMe collapsed, American mind overcome by latent Britishisms.

Doctor SimonWho picked that moment to return, and started to treat both of them, along with Montanagirl’s help. Then Monkeytail, former cabana boy, assaulted SimonWho in a misguided attempt to protect TheRealMe and ThatWeirdGirl.

ThatWeirdGirl awoke, but she has no idea what has happened in the last five or six months.

By this time, The Head of Succatash has undocked Soul’s ship, the Destiny’s Shadow, from the Sereni-Tree and has wandered off into the black, perhaps taking with him folks who are not too keen on staying.

Safeat2nd and CastIronJack took the shuttle General Grant to Boros to run some errands. There they met an unpleasant fellow who has an interest in the Sereni-Tree or someone on it.

And we STILL have no idea where Emma is!

TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

SAFEAT2ND

Thursday, December 1, 2005 6:44 PM (P)

Quote:
Originally posted by safeat2nd:
“I got me some...“business” with one of the crew.” The brute snarls, absently rubbing the scar. “An’ I recon yer gonna help me find her.”

“And if we feel less than inclined to help “gentlemen” such as yourselves?” Safe says as he quickly glances over at Jack.

The brute smirks back at his two hulking cronies, “Well then, Hugo and Gordo here will have to persuade you real ungentle like.” As if on cue, the two grin and crack their knuckles.

“Hey Safe, isn’t there a leash law in this town?” Jack jerks a thumb towards Hugo and Gordo. He turns to the bald man. “Remember, a conscientious pet owner stoops and scoops.”

The two thugs growl and take a step forward. The bald man puts out his arms holding the men behind him. Safe chooses this moment to act. He lashes out. His boot catching the bald man square in the chest, knocking him backwards into the two thugs.

Safe turns and grabs Jack, who is in the middle of drawing his gun, by the shoulder. “Not now Jack, too many people”. The two run, weaving their way through the crowd.

“Safe, isn’t this running away?”

“No, it’s strategic maneuvering… now just shut up and run Jack.”

By the time the goons regain their balance, Safe and Jack have put a goodly distance between them and the chase is over almost before it began. Hugo raises his gun, intending to fire off a shot to clear the crowds when the bald man grabs his gun arm and hisses “not now you idiot”. The bald man nods his head in the direction of two passing Alliance soldiers.

Safeat2nd, Resurfacing half of the Brothers Doom & Chief Handyman of Destiny

JAZAF

Friday, December 2, 2005 4:44 AM (P)

'Well....I've had enough of mourning' starts Jazaf, 'Say Duece, let's head over to the Water park and resume our training.'
He stops when he reaches a doorway 'Oh yeah, ad let's try and keep it there.'

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Mystery Man on the Sereni-Tree
Navigator on Destiny

CALLMESERENITY

Friday, December 2, 2005 4:07 PM (P)

*Serenity walks into the Infirmary*

Dr Whom, I need to ask...

*she trails off as she sees the strange scene before her. SW and TRM unconscious in beds, Static comforting a shivering and disoriented looking TWG.*

What on earth? TWG! You're back!

*she hugs TWG, who feels very cold.*

MG, What's going on? Or do I want to know?

Serenity, First Officer of Destiny

I have a live journal: http://www.livejournal.com/users/callmeserenity/

THEREALME

Saturday, December 3, 2005 3:03 PM (P)

TheRealMe suddenly sits upright in the med-bed, gasping, eyes wide. “God save the Queen!”

He next looks around, confused. “Oh, hello, Serenity, Montanagirl, Monkeytail, SimonWho… And ThatWeirdGirl! You actually survived that operation! Uh… I mean, it’s so good to see you up and around. I’m guessing that you might need to be bought up to date. Hmmm…”

TheRealMe hops out of bed. “Let’s see… There was the evil of the Dark Soul and the struggle against our dark selves, resting amongst Dandelions, Piffleponies and Pifflepony races, Reaver madness, a Firefly belonging to SoulofSerenity, multiple alternate realities (including Static’s Dark Tower) that lay at the center of the Madness of Arkham, and.. uh.. the return of ThatWeirdGirl. I think that’s about all.

TheRealMe looks startled.

“Oh, and I’m afraid SoulofSerenity is no more.”

TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

STATIC

Saturday, December 3, 2005 3:37 PM (P)

The Gunslinger snaps his head around and glares at TRM. TRM fidgets slightly as the ice blue eyes bore through him.

"One would think that one might be a bit more delicate with such news."

Static's voice is very cold, and very soft. He glances at ThatWeirdGirl briefly and pats her gently on the knee, and without another word, turns and walks out of the Infirmary.

http://burstsofstatic.blogspot.com

CALLMESERENITY

Saturday, December 3, 2005 4:01 PM (P)

*awkward silence*

Serenity, First Officer of Destiny

I have a live journal: http://www.livejournal.com/users/callmeserenity/

SIMONWHO

Saturday, December 3, 2005 4:51 PM (P)

*bolt upright*

That was a nice nap. Now, down to business...

*watches Static walk away*

Bah. People seem to be so downbeat nowadays.

*check twg's pulse*

Feels good. Now I'm going to test your reflexes. I'll tap your knee and see how long it takes you to react.

*tap*

*kick*

Ow. Okay, no problem with your reflexes. Though technically that should not produce a scissor kick. Hmmm.

THATWEIRDGIRL

Sunday, December 4, 2005 1:44 AM (P)

*watches Static walk away...still a bit confused*

Sorry about the kick....you okay?

So, it's not April? Weird. Did I miss Ath's birthday?

www.thatweirdgirl.com
---
"...turn right at the corner then skip two blocks...no, SKIP, the hopping-like thing kids do...Why? Why not?"

CALLMESERENITY

Sunday, December 4, 2005 1:47 AM (P)

Yes, it was a few days ago.

But the good news is that yours is tomorrow!

Serenity, First Officer of Destiny

I have a live journal: http://www.livejournal.com/users/callmeserenity/

THATWEIRDGIRL

Sunday, December 4, 2005 1:53 AM (P)

What?!

www.thatweirdgirl.com
---
"...turn right at the corner then skip two blocks...no, SKIP, the hopping-like thing kids do...Why? Why not?"

CALLMESERENITY

Sunday, December 4, 2005 3:06 PM (P)

That's right! Today's your birthday!

Yay you!

*throws confetti*

Happy Birthday!!!

Serenity, First Officer of Destiny

I have a live journal: http://www.livejournal.com/users/callmeserenity/

THEREALME

Sunday, December 4, 2005 4:37 PM (P)

TheRealMe glances sheepishly at Static.

"Uh, right! But when you think about it, she hardly knew the guy!"

Then he considers Serenity's announcement.

"Well, if it is ThatWeirdGirl's birthday, then we must have a shindig suitable as BOTH a welcome back party AND a birthday party! In my judgement, there has been too much doom and gloom on the Sereni-Tree of late. It is time to relax and have some fun!"

TheRealMe turns to Mai.

"Mai, as cruise director, can you tell us of any pleasant planets nearby where we could take a little vacation?"

TheRealMe turns to XanderLHarris.

"Ash, we need your powers as the Shindig Goddess to make this the best party ever! This will be the perfect way to open festivities for the entire holiday season!"

TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

PSYCHICRIVER

Sunday, December 4, 2005 7:04 PM (P)

Yeeha!

*slaps knee in hillbilly fashion!*

PsychicRiver

"Two by two, hands of blue."
"We'll take care of each other. I'll knit!"
"I swallowed a bug."

THATWEIRDGIRL

Sunday, December 4, 2005 9:12 PM (P)

*confused and not sure what the freak is going on, twg yells*

WAIT A SEC!

I'll accept this explanation for the moment TRM, but I'll need more details later. A party is very thoughtful...

*twg looks around*

Where's Ebo and Mal?

*sees PR and smiles...her heart does a weird palpitation thing*

You seem different. You all look different, but you especially so.

*he smiles back*

There’s cake?

www.thatweirdgirl.com
---
"...turn right at the corner then skip two blocks...no, SKIP, the hopping-like thing kids do...Why? Why not?"

PSYCHICRIVER

Sunday, December 4, 2005 9:27 PM (P)

Quote:
Originally posted by thatweirdgirl:

*sees PR and smiles...her heart does a weird palpitation thing*

You seem different. You all look different, but you especially so.

*he smiles back*

*PR frowns, staring at TWG, trying to understand.*

Hmm, different?

PsychicRiver

"Two by two, hands of blue."

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

PHANTOM

Monday, December 5, 2005 3:49 AM (P)

In the infirmary, he watches as one of them returns to the fold, and he cannot help but smile, and the happiness he feels is the first emotion he has been able to identify. Happiness. It is strange, but it brings warmth that he was not aware he could feel.

So he continues watching, stil unsure of why he is here, but if the happiness he feels is any indication, he's in the right place.

___________________________________________

"That's my man" - Zoe

THATWEIRDGIRL

Monday, December 5, 2005 4:13 AM (P)

TRM? Why'd Static leave? Doesn't he want to celebrate?

*hands Simon some cake and ice cream, trips and covers him in the cake and ice cream* Hehe, oops.

Shall we move this to the common room? *grabs PR's hand and leads the party elsewhere*

www.thatweirdgirl.com
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"...turn right at the corner then skip two blocks...no, SKIP, the hopping-like thing kids do...Why? Why not?"

MAI

Monday, December 5, 2005 4:49 AM (P)

Well now that you mention it...
I have been doing a bit of research in hopes that we would have a chance to take another side trip. Here's the info that I've downloaded.

New Kaiehusia:
Founded over 100 years ago. One of the few planets that have yet to be destroyed by an influx of heavy population.

Lush,jungle like surroundings. Including the largest known waterfall in the system, several natural hot springs, and unexplored caves.

NO MORE INFO AVAILABLE ON NEW KAIEHUSIA AT THIS TIME.

Hmm.. well it sounds pretty, don't you think?

SAFEAT2ND

Monday, December 5, 2005 11:12 PM (P)

Meanwhile, back on Boros....

Safe and Jack skid out of the terminal onto the dusty streets of Boros. The city resembles an eclectic mix of ramshackle rundown buildings and high tech new skyscrapers. The overall impression of the city is that the new is rising out of the old.

Jack looks back into the terminal, “I think we lost ‘em”.

Safe starts walking down the narrow dusty street, “Still not a good idea the wait around for 'em to catch-up.”

Safe and Jack step to the side as a bicycle drawn rickshaw rattles past. “Who do you think he was referring to when he said her? And why’s he lookin’ for her?” Jack asks as he falls back in step with Safe.

“Judging by the way he was fondling that scar, I say our mystery woman gave it to him. I wonder if she gave him any others.”

Jack snickers, “Well I sure ain’t volunteering to look fer ‘em”. “How are we gonna figure out who she is?”

“Lets look at what we know. She obviously gave him at least one scar that we know of. The scar is clean, not jagged so that rules out a bullet, dagger or fingernails. In fact, the scar is too clean, almost... precise.” says Safe.

Jack stops walking. “Katanas?”

“That would fit the bill...” Safe stops and looks at Jack thoughtfully. “That narrows it down to Deuce or our winged warrior…”

“Butterfly Girl?” Jack interrupts.

“Serenity, I think it was,” Safe says. “That’s where my money lies. I’m pretty certain Deuce wouldn’t have left chubby alive. Then again, the Sereni-Tree is a big ship, an’ who knows how many other women on board wield katanas.”

“C’mon, lets keep movin’. We’ve still got business to attend to.”

Safeat2nd, Chief Handyman of Destiny

SIMONWHO

Monday, December 5, 2005 11:19 PM (P)

*wipes ice cream and cake off his face*

Oh dear. You're going to pay for that.

*plots*

PSYCHICRIVER

Tuesday, December 6, 2005 12:03 AM (P)

Quote:
Originally posted by thatweirdgirl:
*grabs PR's hand and leads the party elsewhere*

What time is it? Its party time!

*Straps on party hat.*

PsychicRiver

"Two by two, hands of blue."

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

JAKE7

Tuesday, December 6, 2005 8:47 PM (P)

**jake7 wakes with a start**

I smell cake...

**she jumps out of her bunk and heads to the common area in search of a sweet treat.**

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MAL: Everybody's makin' a fuss.

CALLMESERENITY

Wednesday, December 7, 2005 1:36 AM (P)

*CMS follows the group into the common room*

Sorry to be a party pooper, but I'm just not in the mood. Happy Birthday, TWG! I'm so glad you're back!

*with another hug and a on the cheek, Serenity retreats back to her quarters.*

*She hears the sounds of a well-deserved party starting behind her. It makes her smile.*

Serenity, First Officer of Destiny

I have a live journal: http://www.livejournal.com/users/callmeserenity/

THEGREYJEDI

Wednesday, December 7, 2005 4:27 AM (P)

*Walks in the common room and sees a ruckus going on about right as CMS is speaking.*

TWG was gone?

*grabs some cake in a bowl and puts some ice cream on top.*

Happy Birthday, though.

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Chief Engineer - USS SereniTREE
http://tomeofgrey.blogspot.com
http://www.cafepress.com/thegreyjedi

THATWEIRDGIRL

Wednesday, December 7, 2005 4:44 AM (P)

CMS, when you're ready, I can talk about things...I'm not sure what's happened, not really, but I know things I didn't know before...true there's things I used to know that I don't now know.

*I know I saw Soul, sigh, how do you say that? And why do I feel like I should sing PR a lullaby?*

Anyway, we'll be here all month...it's Yule!

*looks up at Grey*

Well, it's good to be missed *hands him more ice cream and cheerwine*

www.thatweirdgirl.com
---
"...turn right at the corner then skip two blocks...no, SKIP, the hopping-like thing kids do...Why? Why not?"

THEREALME

Wednesday, December 7, 2005 4:57 AM (P)

Quote:
Originally posted by mai:
Well now that you mention it...
I have been doing a bit of research in hopes that we would have a chance to take another side trip. Here's the info that I've downloaded.

New Kaiehusia:
Founded over 100 years ago. One of the few planets that have yet to be destroyed by an influx of heavy population.

Lush,jungle like surroundings. Including the largest known waterfall in the system, several natural hot springs, and unexplored caves.

NO MORE INFO AVAILABLE ON NEW KAIEHUSIA AT THIS TIME.

Hmm.. well it sounds pretty, don't you think?

It sounds perfect, Mai!

* TheRealMe fiddles with the computer. *

Well, I've plotted us a course to New Kaiehusia. Mister Static, when you are ready...

TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

RAT

Wednesday, December 7, 2005 8:40 AM (P)

*Dons lamp shade and proceeds to crash party.*

*Finds it difficult to crash a party with this group.*

Acquisitions Officer - SereniTREE

CALLMESERENITY

Wednesday, December 7, 2005 3:56 PM (P)

Quote:
Originally posted by thatweirdgirl:
CMS, when you're ready, I can talk about things...I'm not sure what's happened, not really, but I know things I didn't know before...true there's things I used to know that I don't now know.

*I know I saw Soul, sigh, how do you say that? *

*over wrist comm*

What? You said you SAW Soul?!? I can't hear you over all the noise!

*Static. "Chug chug chug!" chanted in the background. Most static.*

Oh well, I'll talk to you another day.

Serenity, First Officer of Destiny

I have a live journal: http://www.livejournal.com/users/callmeserenity/

STATIC

Thursday, December 8, 2005 12:31 AM (P)

Static looks over his shoulder and nods at TRM.

"Someplace relaxing. Nice. I could use the opportunity to heal."

The Gunslinger punches several buttons and the Tree swings off into space heading towards another adventure.

http://burstsofstatic.blogspot.com

THEREALME

Thursday, December 8, 2005 1:28 AM (P)

“Hey, YOU!”

TheRealMe spins around, to find Trey behind her bar, carefully cleaning one of her mugs.

“It’s ALREADY after Thanksgiving. Don’t you think we should make the place a little more festive?”

TheRealMe nods in response. “Quite right, Bride3! I shall attend to this matter immediately! Sparky! Ebo Golem!”

TheRealMe wanders off to the cargo levels of the Sereni-Tree, followed by his two animated servants. He wanders about there until he finds the right spot, then he keys open some vaults.

“Here, you two take these decorations up to the Common Room and start setting them up. Uh, Sparky, you need to supervise, as the Ebo Golem is not that creative. I have something else to attend to.”

TheRealMe leaves the pair behind and goes to the secret hidden lab of the Insidious Doctor Rat. He breaks the seal on one of the cryo-chambers there, and gets a pair of tongs. Carefully, he pulls out a beaker containing some frozen green item.

“Boy, I am sure glad I saved this from last year! Where else would I find some mistletoe this deep in space?”

http://www.fireflyfans.net/thread.asp?b=2&t=8261

TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

THATWEIRDGIRL

Thursday, December 8, 2005 11:28 PM (P)

*loves a good party*

Still a bit confused here *hands TRM a glass of eggnog and gives a quick * where are Mistress and Captain?

*puts Ertha Kitt on the ship's speakers and begins to dance around the aluminium pole in the center of the room*

Uh Mai, is this a beach Yule or a snow Yule vacation?

www.thatweirdgirl.com
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"...turn right at the corner then skip two blocks...no, SKIP, the hopping-like thing kids do...Why? Why not?"

THEGREYJEDI

Friday, December 9, 2005 4:21 AM (P)

*balances the Cheerwine and ice-cream and ice-cream-and-cake as best he can*

I don't get a whole lot of news in Engineering.

*wanders to a table, muttering something about blasphemy, Christmas, and beaches.*

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Chief Engineer - USS SereniTREE
http://tomeofgrey.blogspot.com
http://www.cafepress.com/thegreyjedi

THEREALME

Friday, December 9, 2005 4:41 AM (P)

Quote:
Originally posted by thatweirdgirl:
*loves a good party*

Still a bit confused here *hands TRM a glass of eggnog and gives a quick * where are Mistress and Captain?

TheRealMe downs the eggnog in one gulp, tosses the glass over one shoulder, grabs ThatWeirdGirl, drags her to a spot underneath the mistletoe, and receives her generous

!! Then he releases her.

“I’m sorry, TipPy, what was that? Oh, where are Mal-licious the Mistress Supreme and Captain Ebonezer?

“Well, Ebo doesn’t hang around with us much, anymore. I suspect that high school activites and various shenanigans with Ice Cream Guy are taking up her free time. However, she did give us a phone call during the NCBDMPP and ordered us to ‘laugh appropriately’ or somesuch. I actually talked to her myself. Other than that she drops by infrequently, mostly to announce to us that she has just dropped in.

“Mal-licious? Hmmm… Let me see… Well, she was quite happy to recover the original clubhouse when we returned to Earth-That-Still-Is – we have it stored inside one of our cargo bays, by the way – and then I built her a deluxe super-vibrating massage chair: The World’s Most Comfortable Chair! Say, I’m really not sure we’ve seen her since I put her in that. Oh, she DID return briefly to admonish Cozen for creating Cozen-spiders. But even that has been a while. That was around the time of our pifflepony race.

“Right! There are probably plenty of new crew that you haven’t even met yet! Like Piffle101, Bluefishie, Safeat2nd, CastIronJack, Needy the Boy Whore, Noskillz (if he’s still here)… Say, do you even remember Ath and Serenity? What is the last thing you DO clearly remember?

“Oh, and the BDH clones are gone! They just dissolved into dust! But your Brides stayed. Look, here comes Bride3 now! She’s become our bartender!”

Trey sternly walks up and smacks TheRealMe. She displays a glass containing a thin film of eggnog. “That’s for tossing a glass onto the floor!”

Gingerly, TheRealMe rubs his jaw. “See! She’s real enough!”

TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

CALLMEATH

Friday, December 9, 2005 5:10 AM (P)

*Ath enters the common room and immediately heads for the food. While scarfing down a big piece of cake, he finally notices TWG dancing on an aluminum pole. Watches...*

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

THEREALME

Friday, December 9, 2005 5:39 AM (P)

TheRealMe surveys the decorations around the Common Room of the Sereni-Tree. “Hmmm… Not a bad job, Sparky. Not bad at all!”

Trey walks up to TheRealMe. “So, did you save last year’s Christmas Tree along with that sprig of mistletoe?”

TheRealMe thinks. “Well, as I recall, we didn’t have a proper tree back then. We just tied PsychicRiver to a stake, showered him with tinsel, and super-glued a star to the top of his head. But for THIS year, I have another idea!”

TheRealMe grabs a handy aluminum baseball bat and starts looking around the Sereni-Tree for a particular person.

TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

THEREALME

Friday, December 9, 2005 5:40 AM (P)

TheRealMe enters the Sereni-Tree’s waterpark. He ducks in time to avoid a slice of Deuce’s left-handed sword that would have taken his head off.

“Hello, Jazaf! Bride2!”

The athletic pair stop their sparring. They stand apart, breathing heavily. Neither turns their gaze away from the other. “What do you want?” Jazaf asks.

TheRealMe seems a little confused. “Ummm, well, first, we DO have a gym, up on the third level of the West Wing if you’d like to use that. But also…” TheRealMe whips out the aluminum baseball bat and displays it before him.

Faster than the eye can follow, Jazaf springs forward and with a flick of his wrist sends the bat spinning out of TheRealMe’s grasp. Somehow, Deuce leaps a considerable distance and manages to get her blade at TheRealMe’s throat. TheRealMe gulps, and remains carefully still. The spinning bat hits the deck and bounces around a bit.

“Actually,” TheRealMe whispers, “I was wondering if Jazaf could use his metal-shaping powers to turn that bat into an aluminum Christmas Tree for us…”

TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

MAI

Friday, December 9, 2005 5:59 AM (P)

TWG! *hugs* Sorry I didn't get the chance before to welcome you back properly. And you have good timing too, what with the partying and other drunken chaos...

I don't have much info on the climate of New Kal., but I'm thinking there must beaches somewhere if theres jungles and such. Of course, if I recall Ruckus had both beaches and snowy mountains. My advice, wear your swim gear under your snow suit and you'll be all set.

Nice moves, by the way.
*joins in the dancing all by her sad lonesome ... *

MAI

Friday, December 9, 2005 12:18 PM (P)

Well, it looks like most of the decorating is under way, but something is missing.

Oh of course!

*Runs to a nearby supply closet and pulls out a large metal cylindrical machine and flips the switch*

Now that's better.

*Snow falls gently all around the room*

*goes back to dancing*

STATIC

Friday, December 9, 2005 3:27 PM (P)

Above the common room, on the second level walkway, The Gunslinger watches the festivities. He smiles very slightly as he watches her dance, once again the center of attention.

From his back pocket he removes a small silver flask and takes a healthy pull from it, the smooth Irish whiskey sliding down his throat.

http://burstsofstatic.blogspot.com

STATIC

Friday, December 9, 2005 3:33 PM (P)

The Gunslinger's eyes browse the familiar surroundings. As his gaze passes over the entrance to the infirmary, he could swear he catches movement out of the corner of his eye. When he turns his gaze back...he sees nothing, but the hairs on the back of his neck begin to stand on end.

http://burstsofstatic.blogspot.com

PHANTOM

Friday, December 9, 2005 4:13 PM (P)

Quote:
Originally posted by mai:

*Runs to a nearby supply closet and pulls out a large metal cylindrical machine and flips the switch*

Now that's better.

*Snow falls gently all around the room*

The sky begins to fall around him, and he looks up in amazement. Small white puffs drift down slowly, cold to the touch, and in the back of his mind, he puts a name to the phenomenon:

Snow.

He finds himself feeling the happiness again, and he begins to understand what happiness is, and why the feeling is so pleasant. He does a spin, or as close to one as an incorporeal being can, and smiles.

___________________________________________

"That's my man" - Zoe

BRIDE7

Friday, December 9, 2005 4:54 PM (P)

Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:
TheRealMe grabs a handy aluminum baseball bat and starts looking around the Sereni-Tree for a particular person.

*Runs.*

(Bride7 cannot currently receive messages from this site, also, she is ignoring you.)

CALLMESERENITY

Friday, December 9, 2005 5:43 PM (P)

*Serenity has decided that she should try to join the party, at least for a little while. She rummages in her closet trying to find something to wear. Not ready to give up her mourning yet, she pulls out a white sparkly top. Digging through a drawer she finds her favourite pair of jeans and struggles to get them on.*

Gorramit! One night of binge eating and my jeans don't fit!

*She gives up on the jeans and dons a white skirt embroidered with red flowers instead. Taking a deep breath, she readies herself to face her friends. Why is this so hard?*

*She checks her makeup and hair one last time and then heads out, running her hand over the bow and quiver sitting on a table by the door on her way out.*

Serenity, First Officer of Destiny

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THATWEIRDGIRL

Friday, December 9, 2005 10:58 PM (P)

Quote:
Originally posted by CallMeAth:
he finally notices TWG dancing on an aluminum pole.

That's AROUND not on...what kind of girl do you think I am?

Oh right, that kind...besides, you can't dance ON the Festivus Pole.

Looks like most folks have joined the party. Anyone for snow angels? *falls, spread eagle, back onto floor*

www.thatweirdgirl.com
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"...turn right at the corner then skip two blocks...no, SKIP, the hopping-like thing kids do...Why? Why not?"

JAKE7

Saturday, December 10, 2005 12:52 AM (P)

**jake7 sees the evil white stuff floating down from the ceiling and snorts in digust**

I've had enough of this stuff to last me a lifetime!

**notices that the snow melts the second it hits the ground -- at least around her**

Well, that's OK then.

**she wanders over to the punchbowl to get a cup of eggnog**

I haven't had this stuff since I was kid!

**she takes a swig, makes a face and then spits it out**

Oh yeah. Now I remember why! Guess I'll whip up some Margaritas!

**jake7 mixes up a huge batch of Margaritas and fills some glasses for anyone else interested. She takes one for herself and goes back to the party -- avoiding the areas where snow is actually accumulating**

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MAL: Everybody's makin' a fuss.

JET

Saturday, December 10, 2005 2:29 AM (P)

Needleseye and Jet walk into the common room arm in arm, sharing the same stride ...and very similar diaphanous dresses. Jet's a lovely red, Needle's her favorite silvery.

Needle whispers~told ya there was a party!
*thinking ~ you need to get out more!*

*The normally grime besmudged Jet immediately smiles at the festive scenery.* Then we didnt get dressed up for nothing... ooh! I could use a drink!

*grabs a glass of Jake7's freshly mixed margaritas. Hands one to Needle
Needle hums a bit and an extremely red poinsettia sprouts in her fingertips. She tucks it in Jet's hair which is curled and tucked up a bit in the back. smiles.

Both are amazed by the snow fall. They see TWG making a snow angel! *both wave*

__________________
"Either you get off your butt and clear us for landing or I'm gonna fly this rocket right up your socket! "

JAZAF

Saturday, December 10, 2005 4:14 AM (P)

Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:

“Actually,” TheRealMe whispers, “I was wondering if Jazaf could use his metal-shaping powers to turn that bat into an aluminum Christmas Tree for us…”

TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

Jazaf blinks and brings himself back from his battle ready state.
'Oh, heh....sorry about that Me.' He helps TRM get up while Duece gathers the bat.
'So you want me to make a Tree outta the bat?hmmm...It might be a tad small....' Jazaf thinks a while then snaps his fingers, 'I got it! Me, you'll have a decent tree shortly. Duece, follow me. We're gonna get some more building material.'

'I appreciate you helping with the decorations.' TRM says to the couple as they walk away.

'No problem! and sorry for attacking you like that!' Jazaf says over his shoulder.

As the two walk through the hallways Duece asks Jazaf, 'So where are we going?'
'To my room, I have a large slightly used metal wall that I made. We can ust that to make the bulk of the tree. Oh yeah, Once I've made the tree we're gonna need some help carrying it to the common room. We'll have to contact TRM for that.'

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Mystery Man on the Sereni-Tree

Navigator on Destiny

CALLMESERENITY

Saturday, December 10, 2005 3:34 PM (P)

*Serenity stops on the second floor landing to watch the party below her before going down. She notices that she's not the only one up here. She makes her way over to Static and stands next to him, watching the snow fall and the general merriment below. Neither speaks for several minutes.*

Don't waste time. *She says, finally breaking the silence.* You never know when you are going to run out.

*His eys flick briefly to her face, then back down to TWG, who is dancing with Ath.*

*She heads downstairs, leaving Static to his thoughts.*

Serenity, First Officer of Destiny

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THEGREYJEDI

Saturday, December 10, 2005 9:47 PM (P)

*Stares up into the snow, lost in his own thoughts. He frowns.*

Not cold enough...

*He shrugs and makes his way to his Engineering assistants.*

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Chief Engineer - USS SereniTREE
http://tomeofgrey.blogspot.com
http://www.cafepress.com/thegreyjedi

CITIZEN

Saturday, December 10, 2005 11:54 PM (P)

*on Boros*
A small hot dog stall, a Monkey dressed as a Ninja flips slabs of meat. Citizen dressed in a Grey suit with a bowler hat and big feather calls out to the passing crowds

Hot Dogs get your Hot Dogs! Spicy Chihuahuas Enchiladas here!

The Monkey starts gesticulating wildly, jumping up and down and pointing at the meat

What’s that boy, little orphan Timmy is stuck down the well?

Monkey eye’s Citizen viscously. Throws an empty bottle of Hot Sauce, which hits Citizen on the head

Ow, so we’re out of Hot Sauce? Damn, well to be honest I don’t particularly want to talk to the keeper of the Hot Sauce, those questions can be pretty hard, and we both know what happens if you get them wrong.

Citizen spots Safe and Jack moving against the crowd. He hurries over to them, and holds a mirror up to their faces. Safe and Jack eye him quizzically

Reflection is important, I can tell that your people of Action, people who get the job done, from your reflection.

Citizen puts the mirror back in his suit pocket.

So how would you feel about doing a job for me, pays well, plus I’m well connected. Respectable businessman see, and what-ever it is your looking for I can help you find it.
What do you say?

More insane ramblings by the people who brought you beeeer milkshakes!
Remember, the ice caps aren't melting, the water is being liberated.

SAFEAT2ND

Monday, December 12, 2005 2:49 AM (P)

Safe and Jack make their way down the street. Winding their way amongst the crowds, hawkers and street vendors, they are constantly bombarded with various sales pitches, everything from clothes, food, rare books, to escort services. The last giving Jack the most pause.

“Aww… C’mon Safe, lighten’ up a bit.”

Safe smacks Jack in the back of the head “Focus!”

Their progress is interrupted by a man shoving a mirror in their faces and blathering something about reflections. “Reflection is important, I can tell that you are people of Action, people who get the job done, from your reflection.”

Jack brushes the man off as just another crackpot. Safe stops, his curiosity piqued.

“So how would you feel about doing a job for me, pays well, plus I’m well connected. Respectable businessman see, and what-ever it is you’re looking for I can help you find it.” The man blurts out as his eyes dart nervously between the two. Jacks glower makes him question whether he was right in choosing these two, but Safe’s raised eyebrow gives him the courage and opening to plunge ahead.

“What do you say?” he asks, nervously adjusting his bowler.

Jack grabs the man by his lapels and drags him close, “what do you know of our business” he asks in a quiet, dangerous voice.

“Jack, put the man down, you’re attracting a crowd” Safe says looking around. “Lets go some place quiet and let this man speak his piece, and then we’ll decide how healthy he remains.”

Safeat2nd, Chief Handyman of Destiny

ELWOODMOM

Monday, December 12, 2005 3:16 AM (P)

Such talented writing in this thread!

BRIDE7

Monday, December 12, 2005 9:12 AM (P)

*Stops running and looks around......at Boros!*

What the... How the... Where am I?

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CITIZEN

Monday, December 12, 2005 1:13 PM (P)

Citizen smiles nervously at the man who had hoisted him bodily off the ground and was glaring at him, violent like.

Well, if ya gents want some place quite to talk...

Jack drops Citizen nonchalantly to the dirt floor. Citizen stares up at him and smiles.

Just walk right this way. I know of a good place we can get some business done.

Citizen leads them through the maze of Market stalls, beggars and backstreets, the environment getting more and more run down and dilapidated with each step.

Eventually they come to a big metal door, which Citizen raps on three times. The door slides open too show an old warehouse pilled high with boxes.

Two small Monkey’s, dressed as Ninja’s one carrying an old rusty Katana, the other a large assault rifle adorned with animal pelts, glower at Safe and Jack. A large Gorilla hangs from a pipe by the door.

Don’t worry about him, that’s just Pigeon, he loves to hang around by the door and say BOO!

Citizen smiles as he beckons Safe and Jack in, starting to act more confident and comfortable now. He beckons them over to a small table with a number of chairs arranged around it.

So let’s talk business.

Citizen leans back in his chair, and removes his hat.

I run the McKayNine fast food venture, best food this side of the Core, and you know why?

Citizen glances between the two faces before him neither look impressed.

Special sauce, no one else can get it ‘cept me, and anyone I tell about it. What I need is you two to pickup a consignment, and then bring it back here too me. In return not only will you earn yourselves some good coin, but I’ll help you find whatever or whoever you’re lookin’ for.

More insane ramblings by the people who brought you beeeer milkshakes!
Remember, the ice caps aren't melting, the water is being liberated.

PSYCHICRIVER

Monday, December 12, 2005 8:22 PM (P)

*PR slowly walks through the dancing crowd, looking from one face to another, smiling.*

PsychicRiver

"Two by two, hands of blue."
"We'll take care of each other. I'll knit!"
"I swallowed a bug."

CALLMESERENITY

Monday, December 12, 2005 9:16 PM (P)

*CMS finally makes it downstairs to the party, now in full swing. Not quite ready to join the crowd on the dance floor, she heads over to the bar to get a drink.*

Serenity, First Officer of Destiny
President of the Juggled Gosling Chatroom

I have a live journal: http://www.livejournal.com/users/callmeserenity/

SIMONWHO

Tuesday, December 13, 2005 2:35 AM (P)

*stands at the bar, drinking whisky*

Hey Serenity! How are you doing? Fancy a drink? We have all sorts here *lowers voice* although they could do with a slightly better class of whisky.

*watches the dance floor with patient interest*

CALLMEATH

Tuesday, December 13, 2005 2:58 AM (P)

Quote:
Originally posted by mai:
*joins in the dancing all by her sad lonesome ... *

*spies Mai dancing all by her lonesome. Walks over to her and asks...*

May I have this dance, my lady?

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

STATIC

Tuesday, December 13, 2005 3:42 AM (P)

Static descends to the party and wanders over to her...and stands, watching her make snow angels.

TWG feels his gaze upon her and props herself up on an elbow and smiles up at him.

The smile batters through the walls that had been erected around the Gunslinger's heart, laying waste to them. He feels a stab of pain and elation at the same time and it sinks to the very core of his being. A glow begins to expand slowly outward. The faintest hint of a smile plays at the corner of his mouth.

Without a word, he kneels beside TWG and his arms encircle her. He scoops her up against him and kisses her fiercely, but tenderly. Every iota of love in his heart for her is transmitted by the kiss.

After what seems like eons, his lips part with hers and he stares into her dancing eyes.

"I lost you. And then I found you again...and then I lost myself for a while."

A painful grimace flashes across his face for a brief second, chasing a sour memory, and is gone.

"I'm trying to find myself again. I want you to join me in that."

"I love you. Beyond words."

"Merry Christmas."

http://burstsofstatic.blogspot.com

THEREALME

Tuesday, December 13, 2005 4:10 AM (P)

Quote:
Originally posted by Bride7:
*Stops running and looks around......at Boros!*

What the... How the... Where am I?

“Where are WE, you mean!”

Bride7 turns around to find Bride6 behind her, smoothing out the wrinkles in her frilly dress. That task accomplished, Bride6 pulls out a compact and quickly checks her makeup and the appearance of her long, curly blonde hair. Satisfied, she snaps the compact shut, puts it in her purse, and looks up at Bride7 expectantly.

Then Bride6 sniffs in disdain.

“Yuck! Is that you, or does this whole place stink?”

Bride6 pulls a small bottle of perfume out of her purse and starts spraying it in random directions.

SAFEAT2ND

Tuesday, December 13, 2005 4:15 AM (P)

As Safe and Jack follow the man in the bowler through the back alleys, Safe scans the surroundings, taking note of landmarks. He wanted to make sure they could find their own way back out in a pinch. It is never a good idea to go into unfamiliar territory unprepared.

When they come to a metal door, Jack casually looks back they way they came, looking for any sign that they were being followed, and the man raps on the door three times. The door slides open revealing a cluttered warehouse and a small table surrounded by mismatched chairs.

The bowler man ushers them to chairs at the table, clearly more at ease now that they were on his terms. He takes a seat on the opposite Safe and Jack.

“So let’s talk business.” He says as he leans back in his chair, and removes his hat.

“I run the McKayNine fast food venture, best food this side of the Core, and you know why?” He glances between the two faces before him neither look impressed.

“Special sauce, no one else can get it ‘cept me, and anyone I tell about it. What I need is you two to pickup a consignment, and then bring it back here too me. In return not only will you earn yourselves some good coin, but I’ll help you find whatever or whoever you’re lookin’ for.”

“Let’s say, for the sake of argument, that we take your little assignment. What makes you think we need either the money or your help, Mr….I’m sorry I didn’t catch your name.” Safe says, leveling a steely glare at bowler man.

“Plus, we went through a lot to get to Boros and we’re not about to leave until we see our business to its conclusion.”

As if on cue a large explosion rocks the city causing dust and debris to rain down on the meeting as all three men look up simultaneously.

Safeat2nd, Chief Handyman of Destiny

THEREALME

Tuesday, December 13, 2005 4:16 AM (P)

* TheRealMe addresses everyone at the party in the common room of the Sereni-Tree. *

Well, since we have acquired a lot of new folks lately, I think it might be worthwhile to go through a list of job openings that we might have on the Sereni-Tree.

With the tragic loss of SoulofSerenity, we are without a Security Chief. In fact, since the four Zoe-clones dissolved we are ALSO entirely lacking in security deputies as well.

While our Engineer, TheGreyJedi, and his assistants Needleseye and Jet (Bride4) have the ship’s engineering and technomagic machines well under control, we have lacked a handyman (handyperson?) for simple and mundane repairs and construction since the departure of ManiacNumberOne.

We have been without an official Ship’s Cook since our maiden voyage.

We have also lacked an official Ship’s Navigator. I have usually filled that role. This might serve to explain, somewhat, our aimless wanderings to date.

While Rat is our Acquisitions Officer who will purchace goods of various sorts, we are lacking a Cargomaster to organize and store them in our voluminous cargo holds.

If anyone should have an interest in any of these positions, please apply in person outside the First Officer’s office during my regular office hours of 13:04 – 13:07 Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. Of couse, you must have some minimal qualifications for the position of interest and no adverse reputations. Poisoners or cannibals, for example, will be excluded from Cook duties.

In the event that we have multiple applicants for some position, the officers will devise some fair method to pick the best candidate. Uh… Arm-wrestling contests, perhaps?

TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

JAZAF

Tuesday, December 13, 2005 5:10 AM (P)

'That should just about do it.'

Duece backs away and gazes at Jazaf's creation.
'It looks almost like a real tree.'
'Yeah, the bark was the hardest. Little details like that usually give me a hard time'

The tree in question is at least 8 feet tall. From it's dull gray trunk to the bright silver glow of it's needles, the tree Jazaf made was a true work of art.

'Ok Duece, time to let TRM know the tree is ready.'

Duece nods and heads over to the intercom system. Within moments a portal opens, giving Jazaf and Duece a clear view of the festivites.
'Allright then.' Jazaf says, 'Let's get this show on the road.'

Reaching into himself for more energy Jazaf alters the Tree again, giving it several legs so it could walk through the portal into the common room.

As it slowly makes it's way through the portal Jazaf says, 'Hey Duece, feel like having a drink?'

'Sure do.' Duece replies already moving to the rythym of the music.

Jazaf chuckles a bit and then says 'Ok, I'll get you some.'

Once the tree reached the middle of the room it lifted up to the full height allowed to it from the legs Jazaf gave it. In a loud voice Jazaf said, 'Merry Christmas people! Here upon special request, I give you....The Christmas Tree!'

The tree settles down and the legs stretch out onto the floor to support it. For good measure Jazaf gives it a quick shudder allowing a few aluminum needles to drop to the floor.

He walks over to Duece who is dance to the music and says,'Now about that drink.'

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Mystery Man on the Sereni-Tree
Navigator on Destiny

MAI

Tuesday, December 13, 2005 6:08 AM (P)

I thought you'd never ask. I'd love to...

just watch your toes

BRIDE2

Tuesday, December 13, 2005 6:20 AM (P)

AW, that's some freakin' beautiful tree, Sensei!

Yeah, of COURSE I'll have a drink!

Now, just watch me dance!

Bride2

BRIDE7

Tuesday, December 13, 2005 6:34 AM (P)

Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:
“Yuck! Is that you, or does this whole place stink?”

Uummm...

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CALLMESERENITY

Tuesday, December 13, 2005 2:32 PM (P)

Quote:
Originally posted by SimonWho:
*stands at the bar, drinking whisky*

Hey Serenity! How are you doing? Fancy a drink? We have all sorts here *lowers voice* although they could do with a slightly better class of whisky.

*watches the dance floor with patient interest*

*laughs*

Is that so, Doctor? Next time we land anywhere half civilized we'll have to see what we can do about improving our liquor supply.

I'm doing...as well as can be expected.

And for now, I think I'll just have a rootbeer.

Serenity, First Officer of Destiny
President of the Juggled Gosling Chatroom

I have a live journal: http://www.livejournal.com/users/callmeserenity/

THEREALME

Tuesday, December 13, 2005 3:08 PM (P)

On Boros, explosions rock the town. Bride6 spins around and stares at them with glee.

"Goody! Fireworks! Let's go see!"

Bride6 grabs Bride7 by the hand and drags her along, moving against the crowd which is trying to escape the danger.

CALLMEATH

Tuesday, December 13, 2005 5:41 PM (P)

Quote:
Originally posted by mai:
just watch your toes

Funny. I was gonna tell you the same thing.

*spins away with Mai. Soon everyone can hear the exclamations of pain as toes are trod upon repeatedly.*

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

CITIZEN

Tuesday, December 13, 2005 10:31 PM (P)

“Let’s say, for the sake of argument, that we take your little assignment. What makes you think we need either the money or your help, Mr….I’m sorry I didn’t catch your name.”

Citizen stares at the two strangers before him.
Damn outlanders, think they know it all.

Heh, 'tourists', he thought. He caught the eye of one of the heavily armed Monkeys, indicating that things could turn sour. The Monkey stared back at him, before dropping it's gun and starting to groom it self.

As if saved by the bell a huge explosion shakes the warehouse, causing dust and debris to rain down on them from the ceiling.

"Gorramit!" Citizen say's jumping to his feet. "Must be Tuesday." He starts off to the opposite corner of the warehouse.

Kicking an Irate Monkey out of the way he hauls a trapdoor up. Citizen glances back at the two men, now standing with weapons drawn.

"I wouldn't shoot 'em; you'll just make 'em mad." Citizen starts guiding some of the Monkey's down the hole, before starting to follow them down the steps. "You coming or what?"

More insane ramblings by the people who brought you beeeer milkshakes!
Remember, the ice caps aren't melting, the water is being liberated.

PSYCHICRIVER

Wednesday, December 14, 2005 12:24 PM (P)

Quote:
Originally posted by SimonWho:

Hey Serenity! How are you doing? Fancy a drink? We have all sorts here *lowers voice* although they could do with a slightly better class of whisky.

*Serenity was drinking a rootbeer, when SW handed her a small glass of whisky, with the intention of cheering her up a bit.*

*PR walked over and took the drink from CMS.* You'll spoil the surprise.

*SW looked from PR, to CMS, a look of confusion plastered on his face. PR spoke to SimonWho.* And don't look under the tree. It's greedy. *CMS and SW stared at PR.* It's not in the spirit of the holidays.

*Bedazzled looks.*

*PR walks off, lifting the glass to his mouth for a drink.*

*Just then, TWG took the drink out of his hand. saying;* "Nuh-uh." *PR's smile dropped.* Shoot.

*Then he went over to look at the tree.*

PsychicRiver

"Two by two, hands of blue."

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

SIMONWHO

Wednesday, December 14, 2005 12:57 PM (P)

*simonwho grins at PR's "Aw, mum!" expression*

Sorry, dear boy, but good mothers protect their children from the perils of alcohol.

I know you understand.

*finishes own whisky*

Besides, we wouldn't want to make fools of ourselves on the dance floor, would we?

PSYCHICRIVER

Wednesday, December 14, 2005 2:27 PM (P)

Quote:
Originally posted by SimonWho:
*simonwho grins at PR's "Aw, mum!" expression*

Sorry, dear boy, but good mothers protect their children from the perils of alcohol.

*PR's eyes flicker to Serenity.* Well of course. *A warm smiled spreads across his face.*

Quote:
Originally posted by SimonWho:
I know you understand.

*finishes own whisky*

Besides, we wouldn't want to make fools of ourselves on the dance floor, would we?

Well, it has been a while... *Rememers squared* And I think I'll leave it that way.

*PR starts to circle the new christmas tree. He takes off a ball-ball, and another piece of hanging dec, followed by tearing off a strip of tinsel.*

The ropes? Where are the ropes!

PsychicRiver

"Two by two, hands of blue."

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

CALLMESERENITY

Wednesday, December 14, 2005 2:30 PM (P)

*turns to SW*

Is it just me, or is PR acting a bit crazier than usual? Does he always get like this around the holidays?

So what was that you said about dancing?

Serenity, First Officer of Destiny
President of the Juggled Gosling Chatroom

I have a live journal: http://www.livejournal.com/users/callmeserenity/

THEREALME

Wednesday, December 14, 2005 2:38 PM (P)

Actually, Serenity, the time you have been among us has coincided with an amazingly long period of lucidity for PsychicRiver. He's probably just having flashbacks from last year when he was tied to a stake for Christmas, covered with tinsel, and was forgotten about until after the New Year.

Oh, PsychicRiver! Look! I have knitting needles!

* TheRealMe waves the needles where PR can see them. *

And YARN!

TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

CALLMESERENITY

Wednesday, December 14, 2005 2:55 PM (P)

LOL!

I mean...that's terrible! Poor PR! You people are all nuts!

Serenity, First Officer of Destiny
President of the Juggled Gosling Chatroom

I have a live journal: http://www.livejournal.com/users/callmeserenity/

THEREALME

Wednesday, December 14, 2005 3:01 PM (P)

Well, Serenity, we lacked a tree, and PsychicRiver was an adequate subsitute. He was tied to a stake, covered with tinsel, and had a star glued to the top of his head.

I was not present then. Although I understand that copious quantities of alcohol were!

That time also saw the crafting of a life-like Effigy of Ebo, since our Captain was absent and sorely missed. It filled in nicely for her. I understand that most of the crew danced with it, not knowing the difference.

It was that very statue that I later magically animated to create the Ebo Golem to replace my destroyed robot Sparky.

Ah, the memories!

TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

PSYCHICRIVER

Wednesday, December 14, 2005 3:50 PM (P)

Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:

Oh, PsychicRiver! Look! I have knitting needles!

* TheRealMe waves the needles where PR can see them. *

And YARN!

*PR stands up straight and takes the needles from TRM.* Calm down, calm down, guv'nor.

*Sits*

*Knits*

PsychicRiver

"Two by two, hands of blue."

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

JAKE7

Wednesday, December 14, 2005 6:22 PM (P)

Quote:
Originally posted by Jazaf:
Once the tree reached the middle of the room it lifted up to the full height allowed to it from the legs Jazaf gave it. In a loud voice Jazaf said, 'Merry Christmas people! Here upon special request, I give you....The Christmas Tree!'

The tree settles down and the legs stretch out onto the floor to support it.

**jake7 watches in fascinated rapture as the tree unfurls itself. She claps her hands in unrestricted glee once it has positioned itself and the needles fall to the ground.**

How pretty!! I *LOVE* aluminum trees! I had one when I was growing up and it was so pretty when the color wheel would shine all it's colors on it...

**she looks around expectantly**

We do have a color wheel, don't we?

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MAL: Everybody's makin' a fuss.

CALLMESERENITY

Wednesday, December 14, 2005 6:41 PM (P)

*CMS decides that while the tree is very pretty, it looks like something out of Charlie Brown's Christmas, all cold and metal, so she heads over to her Serenigarden and comes back with her arms full of pine boughs, holly branches, bunches of cinnamon and rosemary, fruits and berries.*

Anyone want to help me decorate it?

Serenity, First Officer of Destiny
President of the Juggled Gosling Chatroom

I have a live journal: http://www.livejournal.com/users/callmeserenity/

RAT

Wednesday, December 14, 2005 7:56 PM (P)

Sure, just let me get the Cilantro!

Acquisitions Officer - SereniTREE

CALLMESERENITY

Wednesday, December 14, 2005 8:10 PM (P)

Well, of course I didn't forget the cilantro!

*pulls out big bunch of cilantro*

Serenity, First Officer of Destiny
President of the Juggled Gosling Chatroom

I have a live journal: http://www.livejournal.com/users/callmeserenity/

MAI

Wednesday, December 14, 2005 8:38 PM (P)

*Stops dancing momentarily to rest and get a drink.*

Anything for you, Ath?

Quote:
He's probably just having flashbacks from last year when he was tied to a stake for Christmas, covered with tinsel, and was forgotten about until after the New Year.

*Spies PR sitting on the floor knitting.*

Hmmm.. he looks a bit sad. Takes tinsel and a strand of lights and decorates PR. There now. that's much better. Just like old times again.

Mai, Secretary of Unmentionables.

PSYCHICRIVER

Thursday, December 15, 2005 1:09 AM (P)

Quote:
Originally posted by mai:

Hmmm.. he looks a bit sad. Takes tinsel and a strand of lights and decorates PR. There now. that's much better. Just like old times again.

*Smiles, and then begins knitting intensely.*

*Half an hour later...* Finished! *PR hands mai some wooly mittens.* For you!

*And he leaves the second item on the chair, it's very small. But he knows it'll be needed.*

*All decked out, PR wanders over to the kitchen, and returns with a jar of m & m's. He walks over to the tree, grabs a handful of M & M's...*

Now....where's it's mouth??

PsychicRiver

"Two by two, hands of blue."

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

MAI

Thursday, December 15, 2005 4:14 AM (P)

Thank you! They are beautiiiiiiful!

Quote:
He walks over to the tree, grabs a handful of M & M's...*

Now....where's it's mouth??

Good question. I'd try in the middle there, that small somewhat bare spot. Only I think it only likes the green ones.

Mai, Secretary of Unmentionables.

BRIDE7

Thursday, December 15, 2005 6:50 AM (P)

*Turns to Bride6.*

Come, let's find an arms dealer!

(Bride7 cannot currently receive messages from this site, also, she is ignoring you.)

THEREALME

Thursday, December 15, 2005 2:04 PM (P)

* On Boros, Bride6 examines both her arms and shivers. *

Ew!

Well, okay, if you think it's best, we can see an arms dealer, but it sounds pretty yucky to me.

Would that be near a graveyard or something?

SAFEAT2ND

Thursday, December 15, 2005 7:02 PM (P)

Quote:
citizen wrote:"Gorramit!" Citizen say's jumping to his feet. "Must be Tuesday." He starts off to the opposite corner of the warehouse....

Safe and Jack watch puzzled as the man ushers the monkeys, those that felt like co-operating, down a hatch in the floor.

He turns to the two men, "You coming or what?"

"I ain't goin' down no gorram hole with no crazy guy and his gorram monkeys Safe! I'll take my chances with the explosions!" Jacks says, giving the Bowler man a glare.

Safe seemingly ignores Jack. He listens intently for follow-up to the explosions. Safe turns to bowler man. "Unless I missed my mark, that sounded like it came from the vicinity of the Space Terminal. I wouldn't imagine that they make it a habit of blowing things up there, no matter what day of the week it is and yet you make it sound like this is a regular occurance." "So, what's this being Tuesday got to do with anything Mr...?".

Safe keeps talking hoping to calm the situation down. Plus he didn't like seeing their chance at making some coin go skittering down a hole at the first sign of trouble. He didn't want to let on how much he and Jack needed this gig.

"___, Citizen ___ at your service." The man doffs his bowler beaming.

Safeat2nd, Chief Handyman of Destiny

PSYCHICRIVER

Friday, December 16, 2005 4:45 PM (P)

Quote:
Originally posted by mai:

Good question. I'd try in the middle there, that small somewhat bare spot. Only I think it only likes the green ones.

Good point. *Tries to feed the TREE green m&m's.*

*Grunts* Open up! Come on now!

PsychicRiver

"Two by two, hands of blue."

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

CALLMESERENITY

Friday, December 16, 2005 4:59 PM (P)

PR, whatever are you doing?

Metal Christmas trees don't eat food.

Would you like to help me string up this popcorn with these berries so we can make a pretty garland? It's almost like knitting.

Serenity, First Officer of Destiny
President of the Juggled Gosling Chatroom

I have a live journal: http://www.livejournal.com/users/callmeserenity/

PSYCHICRIVER

Friday, December 16, 2005 7:23 PM (P)

Quote:
Originally posted by CallMeSerenity:
PR, whatever are you doing?

Metal Christmas trees don't eat food.

Well you'd think so, wouldn't you?

But it had legs! I saw them.

*Gives up.*

Fine. Popcorn away! *Holds string*

PsychicRiver

"Two by two, hands of blue."

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

NEEDLESEYE

Saturday, December 17, 2005 4:11 AM (P)

Needleseye heads for the amazing Christmas tree. She walks towards it, fascinated by the stringing of popcorn and berries by CMS and PR. Its silvery and so pretty. Jet follows behind to see what the fuss is, then jumps ahead of Needle and enthusiaticly joins CMS and PR with the decorating of the tree.
Caught up in the spirit, Needle gently hums some very ancient carol, learned probably from some poor soul she consumed once upon a cannibalistic day.

Tiny sprigs of holly sprout along the glistening tree branches as she sings.

Seemingly lost in the moment, from the corner of her eye she spies a hand reaching for hers. She grasps it, welcoming.

THEGREYJEDI

Saturday, December 17, 2005 4:36 AM (P)

(it's not really cannabalism if you aren't human. Just...man-eatery. Or something.)

*Stands tall, dark, and warm in silence for a brief moment. Then he starts to hum in baritone harmony with Needle's Carol.*

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Chief Engineer - USS SereniTREE
http://tomeofgrey.blogspot.com
http://www.cafepress.com/thegreyjedi

THEREALME

Saturday, December 17, 2005 6:28 AM (P)

* Meanwhile, elsewhere on the Sereni-Tree... *

Right! Just like Monty Python! Oh, and here is something else that you have missed during your long sleep.

* TheRealMe opens a vault-like door on one of the Sereni-Tree’s cargo levels and gestures for ThatWeirdGirl to enter. He follows. Inside is a seemingly vast expanse of space with a bright sun shining down out of a cloudless blue sky onto a happy meadow. On a nearby hill is a barn. *

This is our Piffleranch. It’s where Piffle101 breeds her Piffleponies. I used my powers to expand the space inside the cargo bay, of course, but getting that holographic projector to make it seem like an outside environment was quite a task! I even had Kaylee-clone hook up some wind machines to simulate a breeze. Oh, look, here they come now.

* About a half-dozen adorable piffleponies come cantering up to ThatWeirdGirl and TheRealMe, neighing with their musical voices. One nuzzles ThatWeirdGirl’s hand playfully. Always prepared, TheRealMe hands ThatWeirdGirl an apple to feed it. *

Some folks have already established bonds with their personal piffleponies, at least PsychicRiver, Serenity, and Bride6 have. Also, I think Montanagirl has, and either Lissa or Mai or both. Everyone wants a pifflepony, deep down. Montanagirl recently helped deliver a pair of twins. They’re so cute!

Unfortunately, it’s not always safe to keep Piffle’s piffleponies and Bluefishie’s blue fishies together. We’ve had to make a separate aquarium in the water park rather than stick them in a pond here somewhere. See, piffleponies seem to regard blue fishies as something of a snack!

Now! On to the Corral of Kissies! Quite amazing creatures those, and some have medicinal properties!

TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

RAT

Saturday, December 17, 2005 8:53 AM (P)

And, they go great on rye!.......what?

Acquisitions Officer - SereniTREE

MAI

Saturday, December 17, 2005 9:07 AM (P)

*Leaving PR to contemplate the Christmas tree Mai returns to dancing.*

In the midst of a tango-ish dance the music is suddenly drowned out by an ungodly screeching noise!!!!!!!!

What not on earth is that?!

*covers ears*

Mai, Secretary of Unmentionables.

THATWEIRDGIRL

Saturday, December 17, 2005 4:31 PM (P)

*she returns to the commons with TRM and spies Static looking lonely as he watches Grey* *she smiles at the pilot and sighs* Will you tell me about Soul? I know he’s not here. I know because I was not alone for a while. It made me both happy and sad: happy to be with someone and sad to know he shouldn’t have been there.

*his eyes sparkle with tears and he nods* Perhaps we should have a drink while you tell me…*he rises and goes to the bar for some hot chocolate. It is then that she sees PR trying to feed the tree. She smiles. She walks over to him, stilling his hand with her own, and places a small tube in his hands*

Try these. *she pours a few multicolored candies into the palm of his hand* Then add the M&Ms, it’s the British trees that need M&Ms, she isn’t British. *They stare at each other for a while. What did the doctor mean by ‘aw mum'…it dawns on her…her face lights up just as he realizes it too…their smiles identical…he’s my son. PR resumes feeding the tree and twg turns to rejoin the pilot. As she walks back to her partner, she briefly wonders who or what brought her future son to this time...the tall, dark haired boy looks nothing like the short, fair haired twg…except their expressions…and their behavior… he must resemble his father…she may not even know his father yet*

Thank you. *she smiles up at him, their fingers briefly touching when she takes the mug from his hand* Where were we? *before he can respond she sticks a silver bow to his nose*
*giggle* Merry Christmas.

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www.thatweirdgirl.com
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SIMONWHO

Saturday, December 17, 2005 9:15 PM (P)

Well now. This is quite a predicament. Fortunately you happen to have in your midst an expert in both medical knowledge and time travel. I think we have two big questions here: who is PsychicRiver's father and why has PR been brought to this period in time?

*heads off to his laboratory to conduct experiments involving flashing lights and bubbling liquids in test tubes*

PSYCHICRIVER

Sunday, December 18, 2005 12:31 AM (P)

*Smiles at TWG, as she gives him the candies. TWG's is nice.*

Quote:
Originally posted by DrSimonWho:
I think we have two big questions here: who is PsychicRiver's father and why has PR been brought to this period in time?

*Feeding the tree, PR stops....and frowns.*

Did I just hear...what I think I heard?

PsychicRiver

"Two by two, hands of blue."

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

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