The Sereni-Tree: Newcomers and Oldtimers

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THEREALME

Sunday, April 13, 2008 4:48 AM (P)

This is Thread 62 of the adventures of the Sereni-Tree!

For “The Guide to the Clubhouse / Treehouse / Sereni-Tree Threads”, telling our story and providing links to all such threads:
http://www.fireflyfans.net/thread.asp?b=11&t=11877
http://www.fireflyfans.net/mthread.asp?b=11&t=11877

Early in this link is the very long post containing “TheRealMe’s Guide to the Sereni-Tree, V7”. This post is a description of the ship.
http://fireflyfans.net/thread.asp?b=11&t=27832
http://fireflyfans.net/mthread.asp?b=11&t=27832

Next in THIS thread will be a crew list.

Here is a summary of our previous thread, located at:
http://fireflyfans.net/thread.asp?b=11&t=31958
http://fireflyfans.net/mthread.asp?b=11&t=31958

Our spaceship, Sereni-Tree, had returned to Zanzibar, the magical medieval world of fantasy role players that we had once visited before. We celebrated Christmas, the New Year, and Valentine’s Day in our way.

Down on the surface of Zanzibar, we almost became involved in a plot concerning our bunch of Harry Potter clones, Mai, Bluefishie, her little purple squid-thing pet, Browncoat2007, and some others doing something at Puffenstuff’s School of Sorcery, where the headmaster (a huge dragon) had been put into a magical sleep and replaced by an evil sorcerer.

But we didn’t. Nobody seemed too interested in that plot. Oh, well. And I even threw in some flying monkeys!

Also, Bride5, with the help of a new giant friend, built the first Zanzibarbarian golf course.

Jadehand hovered for months over a tranquil Zanzibarbarian sea in his shuttle the Ocean Cloud.

During this thread we met a number of new people: Invictus12, LeopardFlan, Mobbex, Oram, and Tatertot. We also saw the return of some old friends who had been missing for a very long time: Ebonezer, Malicious, Monkeytail, TheManInBlack, and ThatWeirdGirl (or at least her disembodied hand).

TheRealMe, Captain of the Sereni-Tree

THEREALME

Sunday, April 13, 2008 4:49 AM (P)

THE CREW AND PASSENGERS OF THE SERENI-TREE

Under active crew I have put everyone who has posted something since around the time of Christmas. I shuffled others off to the MIA list.

If I have missed crew or if anyone would like to change my one-line description of them, let me know. There is always the possibility that some missing folks have just been sleeping in their quarters for the last dozen threads, or perhaps they have been placed in the secret cryogenic freezing chamber of the Insidious Doctor Rat.

The Active Crew and Passengers of the Sereni-Tree

Bluefishie: Often just wanders around. Has pet blue fishies and a pet squid-thing. Power: “Magic” marker.

Browncoat2007: A 5'6" brown haired, brown eyed college kid, joined at the very end of Mai-Quest3. A merc. Powers: Calling forth his dufflebag from thin air; rapid regeneration; "Browncoat fury".

Ebonezer aka Ebo (Commodore): Exuberant, impulsive; nest under the pool table where she is often in hibernation; Power: speaks to any creature. Drops in every nine or ten threads to see how we are doing. Now able to hang naked from a chandelier.

Invictus12 New crewmember picked up at Zanzibar.

Jadehand aka BlackJackRackham aka EVERYBODY! (Brewer and Gunner) : Power: nametags of shapeshifting, which allows him to become anyone, at a price! Brought aboard after Mai-Quest 2.

Jake7 (Gunner): Volunteers for all the hard missions; enjoys a game of pool. Power: gadget that projects force fields and grants night vision.

LeopardFlan New crewmember picked up at Zanzibar.

Mai (Cruise Director / Tour Guide): Not an attack-and-kill kind of girl; has pet dinosaur Frederick; sometimes disappears and has to be quested for. Power: light generation.

Malicious aka Mal-licious (Mistress Most High): Regal and self-assured Goddess-Queen; Powers: thread-jacking, charisma, and beauty. Two-time judge and two-time winner of the Sereni-tree’sGala Pageant.

Mobbex New crewmember picked up at Zanzibar.

Monkeytail: Former cabana boy of the Forgotten Not A Guy/Girl Clubhouse. Admits to being a bit lazy. Powers: Jedi powers.

Oram New crewmember picked up at Zanzibar. One-time student of Puffenstuff’s School of Sorcery. Power: Specializes in shapeshifting magic.

Potter-clones: A bunch of Harry Potter clones (perhaps 10) herded by Mai, Bluefishie, and sometimes Seryn. At least one has a wand and sometimes sparkles with magic.

PsychicRiver (Security Deputy): Son of TWG and SimonWho from the future. Just a little crazy; knits. Once took his dad’s TARDIS out for a spin, but has since returned. Powers: telepathy, precognition, telekinesis.

SimonWho (Physician): Helpful, friendly, annoys women he likes; In the future, he and ThatWeirdGirl are the parents of PsychicRiver. Power: Timelord; blue box; can destroy an entire planet (but only an ENTIRE planet, all or nothing).

Tatertot: New crewmember picked up at Zanzibar.

ThatWeirdGirl aka TWG aka the pirate Mad Anne Rackham aka Wildigstart aka The Hand (First Lieutenant and Nelson pilot): Playful and weird; Pepsimilk proponent; with SimonWho, parent of PsychicRiver in the future. Power: Confusion; also shorts out electronics. Departed after the Time of Too Much Peril. Returned during our second visit to Zanzibar as a disembodied hand. Established the “No Dying” rule.

TheManInBlack aka Roberts: Has teleported in and out on occasion, but never stayed long.

TheRealMe aka TRM (Captain): Level-headed, reliable; Powers: inventor, dimensional portals, and space-folding. Rarely, he shows Jedi powers.

The Brides

Bride1 aka Ace: Grim blonde assassin with katana. “Reaverized” by FemaleReaver, slain by Needleseye, cloned and brought back by Doctor SimonWho at the request of the other Brides. Lost an arm during our second battle of wits with the FemaleReaver, but it was replaced

THEREALME

Sunday, April 13, 2008 4:58 AM (P)

After the queasiness of the hyperspace transition wears off, TheRealMe addresses the crew and passengers of Sereni-Tree

"WELL! Greetings! It seems that we have some new faces here. Please, tell us something about yourselves!

"Also, we have a great number of our old friends who have been missing that have returned, some from our very first thread, including our Fearless Leader Ebonezer who made the very first post in the very first thread. Welcome back!

"We will be together during our week-long journey through hyperspace to our next destination. If you'd like something to eat, the kitchen is that way. There is the bar, where our bartender Trey can get you a drink. If you like swimming, our water park is through that set of doors, and for video games or DVD watching, well, that's over there. Finally, there is the pool table, but be sure to clear it with the Commodore before you use it. Her nest is underneath!"

TheRealMe, Captain of the Sereni-Tree

LEOPARDFLAN

Sunday, April 13, 2008 3:12 PM (P)

Well, I'm one of the newcomers, so hi!

I'm a pyromaniac, but not into arson much, so don't worry about that (much). I have a leopard, a couple of foxes, a firebird, and an ocelot as pets. Often wacky and weird.

I also have a pack of robots (I think I have seven of them), that are extremely slow and tend to take orders very literally, and aren't exactly flexible when it comes to changes in plan. These robots actually killed Mobbex, but I still hold that it was all MSB's fault.

Oh, and I'm now an ice dragon, on account that I was dumb enough to go to Antarctica, I ended up being a frozen chunk, and an ice dragon ate me, but was nice enough to give me a new bod. I can't speak using this new mouth, but apparently ice dragons are telepathic, so that's why this sounds a little weird.

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SIMONWHO

Sunday, April 13, 2008 3:31 PM (P)

Hi Leopard!

Right, we've got a whole week to reach our destination, we need to get ourselves prepared, focus ourselves, sharpen our reactions. As a doctor, I can prescribe only one thing.

Wii Mario Kart tournament!

LEOPARDFLAN

Sunday, April 13, 2008 3:53 PM (P)

Oooh whatz that?

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MOBBEX

Sunday, April 13, 2008 4:12 PM (P)

Hi there! In case you haven't noticed, I'm a puddle of translucent goo locked up in a crystal jar, and if one of you would be so kind as to set me free, well I'd be much obliged.

Thanks ^_^

LEOPARDFLAN

Sunday, April 13, 2008 4:38 PM (P)

*opens the jar and pours Mobbex out* There ya go, you're free

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MOBBEX

Sunday, April 13, 2008 5:13 PM (P)

*As soon as LeopardFlan unscrews the lid, the jar spews out sparks and purple smoke. The smoke then condenses into a rangy, long-haired young man.*

FREE! I'M FREEEEE!

*turns and crushes the jar to smithereens*

*laughs manically* Yeah, that'll teach you! GNARF! Stuff me in a jar for over a thousand years... GNARF! Just wait until I get my mitts on your descendants!

*turns back toward LF* Huh, sorry about that ^_^

I'm Ometochtli, the aztec god of debauchery and leader of the of the four hundred rabbit gods of drunkenness. Pleased to meat you!

LEOPARDFLAN

Sunday, April 13, 2008 5:49 PM (P)

*munches on the crystal shards*

Hmmm... not cold enough, but otherwise tasty. Delightfully crunchy.

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THEREALME

Wednesday, April 16, 2008 5:16 AM (P)

TheRealMe raises an eyebrow.

"I see. So we have an ice dragon and some kind of Aztec god. Well, that's rather... unique. Welcome!

"Oh, I should mention that we have had at least two other gods among our crew. There is, of course, Malicious, our Mistress Most High, who is the goddess of charisma and beauty. Also, there is Ash, also known as XanderLHarris. She is the goddess of shindigs and... ummm... has two heads."

TheRealMe, Captain of the Sereni-Tree

THEREALME

Wednesday, April 16, 2008 5:19 AM (P)

Bluefishie suddenly thinks, “I want some ice cream.” She goes off to the kitchen, opens the freezer, and spoons out a nice bowlful of her favorite. She brings it back to the common room and enjoys it.

After she finishes, Bluefishie thinks, “I want some ice cream.” She looks oddly at the empty bowl. She stands and picks it up, a puzzled expression on her face. She doesn’t think she feels hungry.

As she glances down, Bluefishie sees her pet, the little purple squid thing, staring at her with its human-like eyes and waving all of its tentacles in her direction.

“I want some ice cream!” Bluefishie thinks. “I do! Me!”

LEOPARDFLAN

Wednesday, April 16, 2008 12:51 PM (P)

Well, I'm not completely a dragon. A friend of mine resurected my human body, so now I often jump back and forth between the two See?

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LEOPARDFLAN

Friday, April 18, 2008 7:12 PM (P)

*a moonquake hits the thread*

*sigh* *blows on all the thread* There, it's frozen in place, we won't be bothered like that any more.

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SIMONWHO

Friday, April 18, 2008 8:53 PM (P)

Bloody moons and their quakiness.

Oh, did someone mention ice cream?

LEOPARDFLAN

Friday, April 18, 2008 9:13 PM (P)

Bluefishie did. It appears she got the amenisia ice cream by mistake, poor thing.

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BLUEFISHIE

Sunday, April 20, 2008 6:27 PM (P)

"but I don't want ice cream anymore..."

thinks 'but I do!'

Stares at her little squid, now attempting to climb her leg.

"But you do don't you?"

Bluefishie laughs as the squid climbs higher.

LEOPARDFLAN

Sunday, April 20, 2008 7:20 PM (P)

Swirli-twirli-whirligigs!

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THEREALME

Monday, April 21, 2008 4:39 AM (P)

The little purple squid-thing squeezes Bluefishie's knee. It makes a weird gurlging noise.

"Yes," Bluefishie thinks. "I want some ice cream!"

THEREALME

Monday, April 21, 2008 4:55 AM (P)

Ace holds her katana above her head, and glares down, first at Trey sitting on the floor cross-legged, and then at the Hand gripping her leg.

"Want a drink?" Trey asks her casually.

Ace snorts. "Sure!" She sheaths her katana and limps over toward the bar. "Look, Hand!" she says. "Look, this is getting irritating!"

Trey springs up and dashes over to the bar to prepare Ace's favorite drink.

Ace pauses when she passes LeopardFlan. "Dragon, huh? That's a new one. We had a water faerie, once. Heh. She had a loud screech! So, dragon, you want a drink? Trey's buying!" She continues on her way to sit down at a table. Her prosthetic hand whirs and clicks as she flexes its robotic fingers in frustration. "Really, I'm an agent of chaos. Or was." Her blonde hair dances as she tosses back the drink that Trey has brought. "Make it a double!" she croaks.

She leans back and puts her legs up on the table. "Okay, Hand, what's it gonna take to get you to let go?"

Ace, Bride1
Trey, Bride3

MAI

Monday, April 21, 2008 8:23 AM (P)

ICE CREAM!

Yes good idea. Wonder if we still have any of that stuff from the Purple Dimension? Yum.

BLUEFISHIE

Monday, April 21, 2008 10:14 AM (P)

*limps over to the refrigerator*

LEOPARDFLAN

Monday, April 21, 2008 11:36 AM (P)

*spies a barrel of cream*
*breathes on it with her icy breath*
*starts to munch on the icey cream*

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THEREALME

Wednesday, April 23, 2008 5:17 AM (P)

In Sereni-Tree’s Main Engineering:

TheRealMe tries to control the nervousness in his voice as he turns to address the feet of Jet, which are sticking out from under a computer console. “Ahem. Bride4? Is lightning supposed to be shooting out of the top of the main Jump engines?”

The feet under the console squirm a bit. “No. Lightning? Really?”

“That would be bad then?”

“Yes, that’s bad. But there are various levels of bad.”

TheRealMe gulps. “Like that ‘moonquake’ we had a while back?”

“Yes. Vibrations like those are MUCH worse than the lightning. The lightning only means that the Jump engines are strained and are about to explode. Did you find the reference to the phase converter coupling, yet?”

TheRealMe pages through the giant volume of Sereni-tree’s technical specifications as written down by its builder, TheGreyJedi. Jet had made many updates over the intervening years in red as old equipment broke down, new equipment was installed, or circuit pathways were re-wired. She called the book “Grey’s Anatomy”. “Yes, Bride4. Here it is.” TheRealMe shoves the book under the console. The page is covered with complex technical drawings and inexplicable magical runes. TheGreyJedi was not only a gifted engineer, but also a tech-priest and a techno-mage.

Jet drags herself out from inside the computer console to gaze at the page. She adjusts her glasses and brushes back an errant strand of her dark hair. The fact that she is so small is useful for squeezing into tight places.

“Oh, Bride4?”

“Mmmm?” Jet’s attention is still focused on the page before her.

“What DID that ‘moonquake’ signify? Why is it more dangerous than our Jump engines exploding?” At that moment, a bolt of lightning shoots out of the Jump engines and misses TheRealMe by a scant few feet.

Still studying the page, Jet explains. “We were on a ballistic trajectory through hyperspace to our new destination, as determined when we entered hyperspace last week. Now, however, we are overdue for our exit into normal space and our protective fields are starting to collapse. Once they are gone, we will each be exposed to the effects of raw hyperspace and probably be reduced to our component atoms in seconds.”

“Is this problem more sabotage by the FemaleReaver, from back when she was still on board? I thought that you tracked that all down.”

“I thought so too. But it might be possible. Or maybe the engines are just getting old. Remember, Grey didn’t teach me EVERYTHING about his creation before he disappeared.” An image of intense concentration is fixed upon the young woman’s face, but soon she is laughing. She hops up and starts tapping on the console before her, the one with half of its guts carefully extracted and arranged upon the floor. Suddenly, there is another moonquake as Sereni-tree shivers throughout its entire structure.

Jet leans back in her chair, sighs, and closes her eyes for a moment. “Don’t worry, that was me. I had to recalibrate the fields aligned with the ship’s seventh dimensional axis. They were out of alignment.”

TheRealMe looks at the readings on the various engineering consoles around him. “Does that mean that…”

Sereni-Tree shudders again.

“That’s it!” Jet smiles. “We just dropped out of hyperspace. “

The lightning around the Jump engines subsides as the accumulated energy is radiated out to space.

TheRealMe, Captain of the Sereni-Tree

Jet, Bride4, Engineer

THATWEIRDGIRL

Wednesday, April 23, 2008 4:09 PM (P)

*the hand releases her grip. she paces back and forth*

I don't need a new me. I"m fine being a hand. It would be weird to be someone else's hand. Freaky weird. Could be funny though...I'm cool just hanging out with a clone that can escort me. That's all I need.

*plops down on the panel and listens (how's that?) to the engine troubles*

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LEOPARDFLAN

Saturday, May 3, 2008 2:09 AM (P)

*boosts the tree up*

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THEREALME

Tuesday, May 6, 2008 5:25 AM (P)

In Sereni-Tree’s main engineering.

Jet sighs as she makes the last adjustment on the keyboard. She looks up. “Okay. I think the engine’s main sequencer is all fixed, now.” She finishes collecting the guts of the console that had been carefully displayed on the floor and has put them back inside the workstation. She returns the cover to its back.

“Excellent, as always, Bride4!” TheRealMe says.

“Thanks.” Jet is already making updates in red ink to the Sereni-tree’s schematics.

TheRealMe is feeling uncomfortable and is preparing to depart when his com-link beeps. He activates it and answers, “Hello, this is Me.”

“Yeah. Uh, this is Quincey on the bridge. We seem to have dropped out of hyperspace in the middle of nowhere. There is no star system here. No planet.

“Check the proximity scanner, Bride5. I will come up to the bridge presently.” He waves goodbye to Jet and heads out of the great vault doors.

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TheRealMe arrives on the bridge and drops into a workstation. “What have you found?”

Quincey pokes her head down from her place above in the pilot dome. “Large metallic mass. About an hour away after a normal burn. What is it?”

TheRealMe smiles. “It is a space ark, traveling at sub-light speeds between the stars. It is a sort of way station. An interstellar market. Anyway, make docking arrangements, Bride5. You see, in our previous thread we received orders from our Fearless Leader Ebonezer. She wanted to raid a lost ark.”

TheRealMe, Captain of the Sereni-Tree

THEREALME

Tuesday, May 13, 2008 6:18 AM (P)

Up in the pilot dome, Quincey concentrates as Sereni-Tree slowly approaches the docking port. She twists the left hand grip slightly, then the right as she nudges the spaceship into the appropriate spot. A series of grappler arms reach out to grab Sereni-Tree and gently guide it into its assigned berth. With a click, the ship is secured. Quincey sighs and leans back, stretching the kinks out of her muscles.

Below the pilot dome, TheRealMe sits in a bridge console, monitoring the docking procedure. “Good job, Bride5. Thank you.” He reaches over to touch a com control. His voice echoes throughout the ship. ”All Hands! We have docked at the space ark. It is a space station. A port of call. Our last, best hope to… shop. Shore leave is granted to the entire crew.”

TheRealMe, Captain of the Sereni-Tree
Quincey, Bride5

THEREALME

Wednesday, May 14, 2008 6:17 AM (P)

Quote:
Originally posted by thatweirdgirl:
*the hand releases her grip. she paces back and forth*

I don't need a new me. I"m fine being a hand. It would be weird to be someone else's hand. Freaky weird. Could be funny though...I'm cool just hanging out with a clone that can escort me. That's all I need.

*plops down on the panel and listens (how's that?) to the engine troubles*

Bluefishie comes out of the Sereni-Tree’s kitchen with another bowl of ice cream. She sets it on a table next to where the Hand is pacing. Ace is still sitting at that same table, nursing her latest drink.

The little purple squid thing slithers over to the bowl and climbs up on top of it. It starts slurping the ice cream in the bowl. “Thanks!” Bluefishie, the Hand, and Ace all think.

The Hand is somewhat startled to notice (how?) that the little purple squid-thing is an exact-but-tiny replica of Inola Teg, Eldritch Horror from the Purple Dimension. Inola Teg was encountered so long ago (Thread 6) that few others among the crew would remember her.

LEOPARDFLAN

Sunday, May 18, 2008 2:13 AM (P)

*goes to get some of this ice cream*
*opens the fridge*
*eyes widen at the enormity of flavors*

How will I ever choose...?

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SIMONWHO

Sunday, May 18, 2008 1:49 PM (P)

Ooo, I think the pink stuff is really good. Or turns you into a monster. I forget. It's basically a 50/50 shot anyway.

*selects mint choc chip then complains about all the little brown bits in it*

LEOPARDFLAN

Sunday, May 18, 2008 3:24 PM (P)

Wait- if the pink stuff does turn you into a monster, what would happen if a monster ate it?

*leopardflan decides to be on the safe side, and piles up scoops of every flavor she recognizes -and likes- into a huge bowl*

*starts eating* Yum...

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THEREALME

Tuesday, May 27, 2008 4:34 PM (P)

Leopardflan notices that one particular purple-colored ice cream tastes like Leopardflan's favorite taste, whatever that may be.

THEREALME

Tuesday, May 27, 2008 4:37 PM (P)

In TheRealMe’s private quarters, a robot retracts numerous sharp implements back into its arms. Shining surfaces move and form themselves back into hands. “All done, sir.”

TheRealMe stares into a mirror at his new haircut and beard trim. “Excellent! Thank you, Sparky.”

“Do you require any further assistance?”

TheRealMe reaches for the tuxedo draped across his bed. “No, Sparky, I’ll be fine.”

Meanwhile, in the Sereni-Tree’s common room, a number of the ship’s inhabitants are gathering, all dressed in their finest.

Tall and stately Trey, in a black dress that has some slink to it, smiles down at the newly arrived Jet. “Why Jet, honey! You are beautiful! You should come up from Main Engineering more often!”

The small woman smiles self-consciously back at her friend. “I guess I turn out okay once I get the grease and grime cleaned off.” Jet is clearly uncomfortable in her evening gown as she fidgets with her glasses and her hair.

Nearby, Bride7 scowls. “Well, you LOOK okay. But do you know how to act?”

Jet gulps.

Bride7 leans closer. “I mean, have you EVER been to a formal event before?”

Jet blushes as she stares at her toes.

“Or ANY sort of party?”

Bobby Sue smacks Bride7. “Shut up! Don’t be such a meanie!”

Bride7 rubs her shoulder. “Or what, you empty-headed Barbie doll? Or you’ll threaten to shoot me again?”

“Huh!” Bobby Sue turns away in a huff, sending her long curly blonde hair dancing. She is still clutching the urn containing the ashes of her beloved Jayne-clone2. Bobby Sue is wearing her favorite dress, a frilly, lacy, pink thing that is not entirely easy to maneuver in, as she discovers after her quick movement.

“Graceful,” Bride7 smirks as Bobby Sue teeters precariously.

“Am I on time?” The glamorous Quincey glides forward in a short red dress that looks like it was painted on. She is using a practiced walk carefully designed to display her exceptional assets to their maximum effect. Her long straight black hair shines and shimmers as she moves.

“Hmmm,” Bride7 mutters as she examines the new arrival. “I guess she plans to make a couple of extra bucks on the side.”

“Yes, Bride5, you are right on time!” TheRealMe walks in from the West Wing, dressed in his tux. He touches a lapel pin in the shape of the Sereni-Tree’s flag. His voice echoes throughout the ship. “All hands, this is Me. A group of us are about to depart to the space ark Persepolis 8 in order to celebrate the Sereni-Tree’s fourth anniversary! Everyone is invited to this event. Mai? Have you and Bluefishie got the Potter clones dressed yet? Jake7? Doctor SimonWho? Are you coming? Leopardflan, Oram, Mobbex, and any other new crew are invited as well, of course!”

TheRealMe deactivates his com-link and walks across the common room to a table by the bar. “WeirdGirl?,” he says to the Hand. Would you like to join us?” He turns to face the blonde woman still nursing her latest drink. Bride1? You would be welcome, as well.”

Ace tosses back her drink, downs it, and slams the empty glass on the table before her. “No, I’ll just stay here.” There are whirring sounds as she flexes the fingers in her prosthetic hand. The glass shatters and she flinches. “Sorry, Trey!” she calls out. To TheRealMe, she continues, “Maybe I’ll find Deuce and we’ll do some sparring with our katanas. She’s getting to be pretty good in a fight.”

TheRealMe shrugs. “As you wish. Come later if you change your mind.”

Suddenly, an elevator door opens near the bar. A pack of nine-foot tall monsters with white fur walks out. One steps forward. “Ervin come. Ervin come with Yeti. Yeti go to party, too?”

TheRealMe smiles at the Yeti. Each has made some attempt to comb and style their matted fur. Ervin is even wearing the top hat and tie that he used at the last Gala Pageant. “Certainly! Everyone is welcome.”

TheRealMe turns and makes his way back to the center of the common room, leading the Yeti. “Bride4?”

Jet enter

JAKE7

Tuesday, May 27, 2008 5:26 PM (P)

Holy Cow! Has it been four years already?

Of course I'll be there, TRM!

**jake7 hurriedly showers, does up her hair, and dresses in a flattering (like it would be anything else!) deep blue sparkly gown and carefully puts on her makeup.

She grabs her trusty remote and drops it into her evening bag -- just in case.

She is ready in 45 minutes and meets the group headed by TRM to head to the Ark.**

Ok, I'm ready!

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"They just float out there, sending out raver breeding parties..."

SIMONWHO

Tuesday, May 27, 2008 5:35 PM (P)

Black tie? Oh, I think I might be able to find something suitable in my wardrobe...

And how about a few bottles of champagne from Earth-that-was? I've a splendid Magnum here, from 2267 (a very good year) courtesy of Chateau Picard.

Wait, that's wrong isn't it?

In any case, I'll bring some booze with me. And maybe some jelly too.

THEREALME

Tuesday, May 27, 2008 5:46 PM (P)

Bobbie Sue giggles. "Oh, Hi, Doctor!" While still holding the urn, she pulls a large handgun from the folds of her voluminous pink dress. "Hey, I have a magnum, too! See?"

Bobbie Sue, Bride6

THEREALME

Tuesday, May 27, 2008 6:07 PM (P)

TheRealMe smiles and offers his arm to Jake7. "Jake7! I am delighted that you will be joining us. You realize, of course, that of the crew that have posted anything this year, only Ebonezer, Malicious, and ThatWeirdGirl have seniority on you as posters in Thread 1. and they don't seem to be around just now. None of the rest of us who are present even posted in the first two Threads. I assume that you have a speech prepared to kick off the event?"

TheRealMe, Captain of the Sereni-Tree

LEOPARDFLAN

Wednesday, May 28, 2008 2:24 AM (P)

LF- Well, I think I know exactly what I'll be wearing... *goes and digs for that one particular dress* Well, it's my only dress, but it's a good one... *leaves the dress on the counter as she takes a hasty shower* *puts the dress on when she gets out and dries herself with a leopard-print towel*

Lf arrives, wearing a slinky halter-top dress, in leopard print, of course. "Do I pass inspection, cap'tn?"

#~%~~*~~~&~~~*~~%~#\/#~%~~*~~~&~~~*~~%~#

Stan: LF! Stuffed LF!
Stan: That didn't sound right.. sorry. I'm not some psycho taxidermist serial killer or anything.

MAI

Wednesday, May 28, 2008 3:45 AM (P)

Quote:
Mai? Have you and Bluefishie got the Potter clones dressed yet?

Yes! All done. Well Almost. For some reason Pete thinks formal wear involves flippers and a scuba mask... I GIVE UP!!!

*gets gussied up in a floaty, sparkly butterfly dress (not real butterflies, mind you, i learned my lesson about that last time.)

*joins the rest of the crew.

SIMONWHO

Thursday, May 29, 2008 11:56 PM (P)

*emerges from his blue box, resplendent in a white tux, black tie and white flower in his button hole*

Splendid. Shall we party?

JAKE7

Friday, May 30, 2008 6:07 PM (P)

Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:
TheRealMe smiles and offers his arm to Jake7. "Jake7! I am delighted that you will be joining us. You realize, of course, that of the crew that have posted anything this year, only Ebonezer, Malicious, and ThatWeirdGirl have seniority on you as posters in Thread 1. and they don't seem to be around just now. None of the rest of us who are present even posted in the first two Threads. I assume that you have a speech prepared to kick off the event?"

TheRealMe, Captain of the Sereni-Tree

[OOC: Ok, three days and 10 tries later -- let's see if this finally gets posted!]

**Jake7 reaches out to take TRM's proffered arm and stops dead in her tracks when she hears him mention a speech**

Prepared speech? Oh my, no! I hadn't thought to prepare anything -- I've still been struggling with the realization that this is our fourth year together!

**She ponders a minute then shrugs and says**

Well, I'm not a speech maker, but here goes:

This is (and has been) quite a fun ride! Never guessed in a million years that when I joined Ebo's clubhouse that I would someday be flying through the wilderness of space in a Treehouse!

We've met many strange and wonderful characters (where *are* some of them anyway? Cozen, Rat, Ath, Serenity, and so on) along the way and have created quite a little family out here in the black.

Here's hoping that our adventures don't end anytime soon!

**With that, she takes TRM's arm**

Anyone else have anything to say? If not, let's get to the Ark and have our anniversary party! For once, someone ELSE gets to clean up the mess! ::smile::

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"They just float out there, sending out raver breeding parties..."

THEREALME

Saturday, May 31, 2008 3:56 PM (P)

Quote:
Leopardlfan wrote:
LF- Well, I think I know exactly what I'll be wearing... *goes and digs for that one particular dress* Well, it's my only dress, but it's a good one... *leaves the dress on the counter as she takes a hasty shower* *puts the dress on when she gets out and dries herself with a leopard-print towel*

Lf arrives, wearing a slinky halter-top dress, in leopard print, of course. "Do I pass inspection, cap'tn?"

TheRealMe blinks at the stunning Leopardflan before him. “Oh! Ahem! Yes, Leopardflan. You certainly have quite a nice… ah... leopard print. Thank you so much for coming with us. We always like to have new folks join our little family.”

From the group of women ahead, Bobby Sue smiles and waves at Leopardflan! "Hey! Hi! You can sit with us Brides if you like! I'm Bobbie Sue." She displays her urn. "And this is Jayne-clone2!"

Bride7 scowls. "He sort of fell apart one day."

Bobbie Sue pouts, glaring daggers at Bride7.

Bride7 shrugs. "What? Cloning is not an exact science!"

TheRealMe, Captain of the Sereni-Tree
Bobbie Sue, Bride6
Bride7

THEREALME

Saturday, May 31, 2008 4:00 PM (P)

After hearing Jake7, TheRealMe takes a hanky and dabs the corner of his eye. “Very moving, Jake7! Thank you.” He takes her offered arm and they walk together, falling in behind the Brides and in front of Mai and the Potters (with Pete Potter, still in his scuba mask and flippers, bringing up the rear).

“Simonwho, we are certainly a couple of lucky guys to be surrounded by so many wonderful and lovely ladies!”

“Ervin lucky, too!” the spokesman of the Yeti bellows.

The two female Yeti both roll their eyes.

TheRealMe, Captain of the Sereni-Tree

THEREALME

Saturday, June 7, 2008 5:05 AM (P)

At the bar in the Sereni-Tree’s common room, Ace is still drinking, leaning back in a chair, her feet up on a table. Though she seems casual and at ease, her eyes flash this way and that. Her ears strain to catch every sound. She takes another sip of her drink, ready for the coming attack.

High above Ace, a small figure creeps along one of the balconies above the common room, looking down and observing her. Suddenly but silently, the figure jumps over the railing.

As an instant response, Ace kicks down on the table and launches herself into a backflip. As she is turning through the air, she draws her katana with a smooth motion. She lands expertly on her feet, her long blonde hair falling all around her, drink somehow preserved in her other hand. The chair she was sitting in clatters to the floor.

Meanwhile, Deuce plummets down from the balcony, a katana ready in each hand. The small red-headed woman crashes into the table, and it breaks her fall as it collapses. Deuce dodges one sword thrust by Ace, and parries another. Deuce performs her own backflip and stands ready.

Ace laughs. “Not bad, pup. You’re getting better. This time, you almost made me spill my drink.”

Deuce smiles. She takes a breath as if to answer. Then she charges.

"Bring it on," Ace says as she parries with one hand and sips her drink with the other.

Ace, Bride1
Deuce, Bride2

SIMONWHO

Monday, June 9, 2008 7:10 PM (P)

*watches the altercation with glee*

It's not really a party till there's a good fight. With katanas. Um...

Remember ladies, it's all fun and games until somebody loses an eye. Or a hand.

JAKE7

Thursday, June 26, 2008 6:17 PM (P)

**OOC: Hello! (the sound echoes) Where is everyone?***

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"They just float out there, sending out raver breeding parties..."

WYTCHCROFT

Thursday, June 26, 2008 6:35 PM (P)

Quote:
Originally posted by jake7:
**OOC: Hello! (the sound echoes) Where is everyone?***

The Wytchtakers Guide has this to say on the subject of missing persons:

Over the centuries the list of the missing includes siblings, pets, lovers, husbands, wives, dinosaurs and aircraft - even apparently omniscient deities.

Since the missing are only very rarely found - this has lead to speculation that underlying esteem issues prevent successful recovery - in essence, as Zatboi from Overthair has been quoted as saying; "What if the the missing people are just somewhere more interesting? would we really want to know?"

An authorized plaque on the Alliance training moon of Jalopppi reads: Remember pilots, to lose one spacecraft is an accident - to lose two seems like carelessness.

THEREALME

Friday, June 27, 2008 4:17 PM (P)

Jake7! I am here. And Wytchcroft? It is wonderful to have you back with us!

TheRealMe, Captain of the Sereni-Tree

JAKE7

Friday, June 27, 2008 7:22 PM (P)

**OOC: Ah! TRM, glad you're here! I wondered what happened to everyone when there hadn't been a post for a few weeks! Sadly, I just am no good at coming up with plot stuff, so I wait for someone to write something that sparks an idea in my head.**

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"They just float out there, sending out raver breeding parties..."

LEOPARDFLAN

Friday, June 27, 2008 8:49 PM (P)

*is new to this and shall follow in the lead of a leader here*

THEREALME

Saturday, June 28, 2008 2:58 PM (P)

OOC: Well, the last couple of plots I tried to come up with sort of went nowhere. So I was giving others a chance to do what they'd like to play around with. But for the week of the 4th of July, I will be off on a much-needed vacation visiting my brother, his wife, and my darling nieces. See you later!

JAKE7

Saturday, June 28, 2008 4:16 PM (P)

**OOC: Well, you can see how rapidly things fell apart! LOL Anyway, have a great time visiting your family!!**

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"They just float out there, sending out raver breeding parties..."

WYTCHCROFT

Saturday, June 28, 2008 6:37 PM (P)

Quote:
Originally posted by jake7:
**OOC: Well, you can see how rapidly things fell apart!

On the subject of things falling apart the WytchTakers Guide is notoriously ambivalent:

Oh Yeah?

Such As?

Says You!

That’s Thermo-dynamics, dig it!

These pithy and decidedly unhelpful comments are generated seemingly at random.
However – some claim that the combination and order of such comments are based
on an arcane mathematical equation which itself is based on the 2nd law of thermodynamics
resulting in a series of self-reducing results.

This is known in the trade as Diminishing Returns.

As a linear expression, (e.g.1 + 1 + 1 = 2 or 1+1+1+1 = 1), the Law of Diminishing returns has been found to be universally applicable to any structure at a quantum level.

The results can easily be perceived –
for example DR governs the structures of civilisation at every point and is the cause of the common complaint;

“Not only is this fourth Indiana Jones movie a crock of shit
but the cinema seats are lousy these days too
and the adverts never used to be this loud did they?

Balancing against the Law of DR is the perception of time as light.

Relative to humans this means that time appears almost infinite since light travels an unimaginably long way

– and vice versa.

This is the stabilising effect –
e.g. things fall apart and quickly…?
Not if you go a little further out and wait for the light of the original moment to reach you.

When the original light is perceived the moment happens again and as before.

Thus the ‘falling apart’ is held in a sort of stasis.

The downside of course means that if you unlucky enough to be watching
a crock of shit like Indiana Jones and the Temple of the Crystal Skull –

and on uncomfortable seats to boot –

well, you are actually watching the damn film
FOR ALL TIME.

It is such non pithy and still unhelpful comments which make the WytchTakers guide such a dread tome
that the residents of the Alliance prison moon Alaca-traz
were given library privileges only as a punishment
–
and, if they were really naughty, forced to read aloud.

Fortunately for all concerned –
the very law of Diminishing Returns dictates that the WytchTakers guide
actually disappears from existence before it can be read more than twice in one time period
(say a week, a month, a year - )...

KAREL

Saturday, June 28, 2008 7:17 PM (P)

"This is the twenty first century, can't you get it through your head? This ain't the way it was meant to be, magic isn't dead." -- Marillion.

JAKE7

Monday, June 30, 2008 1:49 PM (P)

You took the words right out of my mouth, Karel!

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"They just float out there, sending out raver breeding parties..."

JAKE7

Thursday, July 24, 2008 9:26 PM (P)

**A tumbleweed blows desolately through the 'Tree. A few crickets chirp.**

**OOC: Where the heck IS everyone? Is the 'Tree dead?**

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"They just float out there, sending out raver breeding parties..."

KAREL

Thursday, July 24, 2008 9:33 PM (P)

THEREALME

Saturday, July 26, 2008 2:50 PM (P)

The Sereni-Tree cannot be dead. Remember, we have that "no dying" rule.

TheRealMe, Captain of the Sereni-Tree

SIMONWHO

Sunday, July 27, 2008 11:46 AM (P)

Some things don't ever die but they can rest their eyes for a good long while.

JAKE7

Monday, July 28, 2008 2:58 PM (P)

Ah. Good. I was getting concerned...

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"They just float out there, sending out raver breeding parties..."

KAREL

Monday, July 28, 2008 4:57 PM (P)

OOCOC: Now that Haken is onto the baddies, fff.net is up much more often than not. That should help!

BLUEFISHIE

Wednesday, July 30, 2008 11:39 AM (P)

*pokes her squid as it seems to be growing rapidly in volume as it eats more and more ice cream*

TRIPBELPHEGOR

Wednesday, July 30, 2008 2:06 PM (P)

From within the confines of a rather large wooden crate came the sound of mass being placed. What that sound was exactly the maker of said noise wouldn't know, so someone else would have to tell her. For a brief moment it grew quiet again, but that was soon shattered with the loud 'thunk' of something hitting against wood. A good few of those gave way to the thundering 'crack!' of boards splintering, then silence once more.

The first thing to be seen was a tuft of hair, crimson as the blood in one's veins, peeking up over the edge. Eyes must have become level with the top of the box as well seeing as the hair turned from side to side before disappearing back into the crate. When it appeared again, rising upwards, it brought along with it not just a face and neck, but an entire body. The slender and lithe form (now showing that this person was, in fact, a female, no matter how flat her chest was) was clad in a suit that just screamed a label of Long Ago Earth: Mafia. From the black jacket to the black slacks it was an air of business. As if to further the title there was a rather broad decal embroidered into the right shoulder portion of her sleeve: A Queen of Spades playing card with a gun instead of a queen.

From behind her crimson hair scarlet eyes peered at her surroundings. She seemed a bit amused at what she came to find. "Well at least it's not another place full of flying purple things," she mused to herself. With her eyes turned upwards the odd person stepped out of the box and began to promptly dust her jacket off. Just when she had seemingly finished cleaning herself of every particle of foreign substance something made her pause. Her gaze was turned onto a certain owner of a certain squid-thing, scarfing down a bowl of what looked like ice cream.

"Blue Fishie?" Though unseen she did blink. A broad and rather eerie Cheshire Cat grin crossed her face, and without another thought Trip began her stride towards the familiar face. "Oi, I finally found you! That box you sent me was rather troublesome, y'know?"

[IMG][/IMG]
Ahh~ <3
Death the Kidd is so bishounen~ <3

BLUEFISHIE

Wednesday, July 30, 2008 7:20 PM (P)

Oooo...but I found a new box! You get in,and you turn up in other boxes!

*pokes the squid thing again*

It's getting squishier. Wonder if it's gonna explode...

AIKO

Wednesday, July 30, 2008 7:43 PM (P)

*note- this really IS Lf, I just created a new account for an RP and then decided I was way too lazy to keep switching accounts back and forth*

Lf steps in, overhears Bluefishie's comment, and asks

"I wouldn't think that was the case. Most of the bombs and various explosives I've dealt with were all hard. Who's the person in the box?"

TRIPBELPHEGOR

Wednesday, July 30, 2008 8:22 PM (P)

"Ahh, well you could have sent me that one instead." She slipped her hands inside the pockets of her pants and tilted her head upwards It would almost look like she was scolding Blue Fishie, but that wasn't the case at all. Especially since she was still smiling very eerily.

Hearing herself being mentioned in general Trip's eyes then turned towards LF. "Me? I am Trip Belphegor, a friend of Blue Fishie here." If it were at all possible her smile seemed to grow, giving way from eerie to borderline psychotic. "Ciaossu."

Ahh~ <3
Death the Kidd is so bishounen~ <3

BLUEFISHIE

Wednesday, July 30, 2008 9:16 PM (P)

She's an old friend! I gave her a box and then she went away for a long time!

*takes the ice cream away from the squid, who is now bigger than her head*

Wanna go see my fishies?

*drags Aiko and Trip off to the aquarium*

TRIPBELPHEGOR

Wednesday, July 30, 2008 9:25 PM (P)

The look on her face showed that Trip might not have enjoyed the sensation of being dragged around, her seemingly endless smile fading to a look of confusion. "It makes sense that Blue Fishie would have blue fishies," she chimed. Well today was going to be a good first day.

Upon arriving Trip rechecked the state of her suit, ridding it of any nasty particles. She then looked to the fish tank, all three stories of it, and whistled. "Woah, it's bigger than I thought it would be." Though still unseen she blinked again. "Um... Are those Harry Potters? Why is there more than one, and why are two of them trying to breath water?"

Ahh~ <3
Death the Kidd is so bishounen~ <3

AIKO

Wednesday, July 30, 2008 9:38 PM (P)

"Wow... I really like that aquarium! Trip, they're probably clones of some sort, if there's more than one, and as for why they're trying to breathe water... That, I couldn't tell you."

BLUEFISHIE

Wednesday, July 30, 2008 10:12 PM (P)

*grins*

They never did seem to be very bright...^^

*runs off to attempt to save the two potter clones*

AIKO

Thursday, July 31, 2008 12:05 AM (P)

"Nah, if they're that stupid, leave them. Besides, it could be possible they're trying out that one type of weed, that lets you breathe water...? And even if they are just stupid, if you let them live, they'd get in the way, most likely. Please don't ruin your cloths on account of that."

THEREALME

Tuesday, August 5, 2008 3:54 AM (P)

Bluefishie and the newcomers had been admiring the three-story aquarium containing blue fishies and dumber-than-average Potter clones.

As their gaze wanders along the ceiling of the water park they notice a large sphere of amber-colored liquid suspended in mid-air. Someone is swimming inside. She notices the people below and swims to the edge of the sphere. She sticks her head out of the sphere, coughs as she spits out some of the fluid, and takes a deep breath of air. "Hey! You down there! Who the #@$! are you? Bluefishie! Do you know these people?"

Deuce, Bride2

OOC: Links to our other threads are broken, however those threads are still there. It seems that the format has changed, perhaps due to Haken fighting off reavers attacking this site. I will try to update our links soon. However all that needs to be done is to replace 'thread' in our broken links with 'mthread'.

BLUEFISHIE

Thursday, August 7, 2008 12:30 AM (P)

*jumps up and down and waves*

They're some new friends! What're you up to?

THEREALME

Saturday, August 9, 2008 6:56 AM (P)

The young woman at the surface of the large floating sphere of amber water takes a deep breath of air and swims back down into the sphere. She goes to its center, then surges outward with strong strokes. She breaks the surface of the sphere and seems to float there for a moment, amidst tiny droplets of the fluid. As she drifts away from the sphere, she begins to move downward faster and faster, until she is falling. She twists her body to align herself properly and executes a perfect dive into the Olympic-sized swimming pool below her. She surfaces and swims over to the side of the pool where Aiko, Trip, and Bluefishie are standing (or is Bluefishie still trying to extract the Potter clones from the aquarium?). She climbs out of the pool and gets to her feet. She is perhaps 20 years old, somewhat short, with an athletic build. She has green eyes, short red hair, and a pretty, freckled face. Her simple black swimsuit is of the style used in sports competitions. She regards the newcomers with a slight smirk, hands on her hips. "So, did you come from that space station we docked at, or what? You staying long? Oh, I'm called Deuce."

Deuce, Bride2

BLUEFISHIE

Saturday, August 9, 2008 10:46 PM (P)

Bluefishie, who had been distracted by the woman before, suddenly runs off after remembering the drowning Potter-clones, leaving Aiko and Trip to answer Deuce's questions.

TRIPBELPHEGOR

Sunday, August 10, 2008 12:30 AM (P)

Trip's mouth was obviously in the shape of an 'o', which stood for surprise or shock without her eyes being seen. "Ah~ So cool~" she cooed aloud. The last time she had seen someone perform such a beautiful dive was when she had been transported to the Waterworld with all of those people living on floating tankers. Shouldn't they have evolved by then? Maybe they were thrown onto the planet as punishment for something... Her mind was wandering.
When she finally snapped back into the realm of 'reality' the woman had moved from the pool to stand in front of them. She was pretty, she had that much to say, but Trip was not that interested in women in that manner. Guys were more her cup of tea, even if she saw them as nothing more than servants to herself. "The name's Trip Belphegor. Ciaossu." With a sweep of her arm Trip lowered herself into a formal gentleman's bow, holding it for a moment before erecting herself. Her eerie grin returned to her lips. "My long-time friend Blue Fishie is here, and since I'm tired of wandering about the universe in search of her I think I'll be staying here for a while."

Ahh~ <3
Death the Kidd is so bishounen~ <3

BLUEFISHIE

Tuesday, August 12, 2008 11:40 AM (P)

*swims up the aquarium slowly with one potter-clone in tow, and thinks 'why're they so heavy?!'*

AIKO

Tuesday, August 12, 2008 1:23 PM (P)

Well, I'm LF, also know as Leopard and Aiko. Yeah, I guess I did come from that space station. Don't know how long I'll stay- I guess it'll be for as long as you guys'll have me. *smiles sweetly*

THEREALME

Wednesday, August 13, 2008 3:48 AM (P)

A huge vault-like airlock door opens at one end of the Sereni-Tree’s voluminous common room. In through the doorway walk five creatures covered in white fur, each nine or ten feet tall and carrying huge boxes.

They are being directed by a rather short human woman with long dark hair and glasses wearing an evening dress. The way she keeps adjusting the garment shows that she is not comfortable in it. She is barefoot, carrying her shoes with stilletto heels in one hand. “Okay, Ervin. You and Lichna take all this stuff down to main engineering except for the ones I’ve marked ‘spares’. Those should go to cargo level three. Lichna, the plasma coils you’re holding need to be set next to the main fusion plant. I can move them from there using one of the DRDs. Hewitt, the boxes marked ‘goodies’ should go to the pantry off the kitchen, and… Oh!”

The short woman notices the group of people.

Deuce, still dripping from her swim, waves. “Hey, Jet!”

The short woman walks up to the entrance of the water park to meet the new folks. “Hi. I’m called Jet. And...” She stares at one of the newcomers, and her brow furrows. “Aren’t you Leopardflan? Weren’t you…” She looks back the way she came. “Didn’t I leave you back at the party on the space station? Oh! Or can you co-locate? Be in two places at the same time? That would be a cool super power!” Jet pulls a hand comp from somewhere and starts going through the math and physics to see if such a thing were possible. "Hmmm... Let's see. You'd have to supress the quantum flux of the dark matter before you could incorporate it in..."

Meanwhile, one of the large furry creatures follows Jet, still carrying boxes, fangs displayed in a terrifying grin. It shifts boxes around in its grip so that it can tip its top-hat to the new people. “Hello! Hello, new people! Ervin like new people! New people come visit Ervin? Come to snowy cold yeti home in cargo bay? Go skiing?”

Deuce, Bride2
Jet, Bride4
Ervin the Yeti

BLUEFISHIE

Wednesday, August 13, 2008 5:15 PM (P)

*tosses one potter-clone out of the tank, it flops around trying to breathe while she dives down for the other*

THEREALME

Thursday, August 14, 2008 1:28 AM (P)

Deuce sighs, walks over to the Potter clone on the floor, and jerks the scuba mouthpiece out of his mouth. The clone gasps for air.

Deuce shakes her head. "Dummy didn't know his tank was out of air."

Deuce looks more closely. "Dummy didn't have a tank."

Deuce, Bride2

MAI

Thursday, August 14, 2008 3:10 AM (P)

I'm not new, but can i go skiing? I've never tried that before.

SIMONWHO

Thursday, August 14, 2008 9:21 AM (P)

I'll come along too, my godchild should get his first skiing lesson from an expert.

THEREALME

Thursday, August 14, 2008 10:29 AM (P)

Suddenly, a much smaller yeti, perhaps four feet high, breaks away from the pack and rushes SimonWho. It grabs him and squeezes, all the while making some growling and gurgling sounds. SimonWho finds trouble drawing a breath. Ribs begin to crack.

An adult yeti comes forward. It grabs the furry arms of the smaller one and carefully breaks the iron grip. SimonWho falls to the floor, gasping and holding his side.

"Careful," the adult yeti scolds. "SimonYeti must not break SimonWho." It turns to SimonWho. "Corbin sorry, Doctor. Corbin sorry, but SimonYeti too excited." It shows concern in its large, blue eyes. "Doctor okay?"

SimonYeti starts to charge him again, but Corbin grabs her son by the scruff of the neck and holds him suspending in the air, kicking and wiggling.

Corbin the Yeti
SimonYeti the Baby Yeti

SIMONWHO

Thursday, August 14, 2008 1:47 PM (P)

Oooo... I'm okay... I think. Let me just...

*hovers a bone-knitter over his sides*

Ah. There we go, much better. Must remember to wear my iron girdle on days like today. Right, so are we ready to hit the slopes? Has everyone got skiis? Poles? A ridiculous hat?

Excellent.

MAI

Thursday, August 14, 2008 7:27 PM (P)

My goodness Corbin has grown up very quickly. He's very cute for a litty furry monster.

skis. check.
poles. check.
ridiculous hat. (this is where the jayne hat becames particularly practical!) check.
knee pads. check.
elbow pads. check.

Ok! I think i'm ready to go! Someone point me to the bunny...err little yeti slope!

AIKO

Thursday, August 14, 2008 8:24 PM (P)

I shall not be skiing with ya'll today- I think I'd much rather snowboard

BLUEFISHIE

Thursday, August 14, 2008 8:28 PM (P)

*pulls the other potter-clone out of the water with just as much difficulty as the first*

"I can't ski..."

THEREALME

Friday, August 15, 2008 12:35 AM (P)

“We’re going skiing? Count me in!” From the large airlock door, a tall, beautiful black woman smiles confidently.

“No way, Trey!” Deuce counters. “Don’t even think you’ll win! And that goes for the rest of you, too! I’ll beat you ALL to the bottom!”

Trey frowns. “It doesn’t have to be a race, sweetie. You can just have fun.”

Deuce gives an evil grin. “It’s ALWAYS a race, Trey! That’s what fun IS!”

From behind Trey, others of the Sereni-Tree’s crew file in, including TheRealMe, Jake7, Brides 5, 6, and 7, and perhaps others. They are still under the influence of that two-and-a-half month anniversary party they just attended in the Persepolis 8 space station.

Deuce, Bride2
Trey, Bride3

MAI

Friday, August 15, 2008 1:56 AM (P)

Just whatever you do DON'T start the race with a gun shot... very bad things happen.

THEREALME

Friday, August 15, 2008 9:47 AM (P)

TheRealMe stops in the midst of reloading and considers the fate of MollyTheParrot.

"Oh, yeah. Right." He puts the pistol away.

TheRealMe, Captain of the Sereni-Tree

THEREALME

Friday, August 15, 2008 10:18 AM (P)

New thread:

http://fireflyfans.net/mthread.asp?b=11&t=34544