taalismn wrote:"It's a matter of debate as to exactly when our navigation computer was destroyed...it's a toss -up between 'M.C. Trash' mistaking them for a sound mixer and one of the more inebriated crewmen trying to serve it a drink. Regardless, Engineering sez we'll have to replace the whole thing." "That's good, isn't it? We install a new system free of bugs?" "No, it means total replacement, which apparently can ONLY be done in a fully equipped spacedock with the required spares and tools...none of which we have."
"We're BONED, aren't we?"
"Eight pages in already, and you only NOW realize that?"
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
taalismn wrote:"It's a matter of debate as to exactly when our navigation computer was destroyed...it's a toss -up between 'M.C. Trash' mistaking them for a sound mixer and one of the more inebriated crewmen trying to serve it a drink. Regardless, Engineering sez we'll have to replace the whole thing." "That's good, isn't it? We install a new system free of bugs?" "No, it means total replacement, which apparently can ONLY be done in a fully equipped spacedock with the required spares and tools...none of which we have."
"We're BONED, aren't we?"
Fooker: (Wearing nothing but a bath towel, with a keg under one arm and Mr Snow under the other) "PARTY!!!"
"Hold bruh! Just cause I'm cuddly doesn't mean I like the rest of the crew to know." Wrestling free Sebastian Snow began looking around his new surroundings. Sniffing the air. "Anybody else smell breakfast sausage and broken dreams??"
say652 wrote:"Hold bruh! Just cause I'm cuddly doesn't mean I like the rest of the crew to know." Wrestling free Sebastian Snow began looking around his new surroundings. Sniffing the air. "Anybody else smell breakfast sausage and broken dreams??"
Reowr.
Kirk: (Giving Snow a very weary look.) "Every day I sit in this chair."
Annie: "There's my KITTY!" Kirk: "What the --?! How did you get on my ship?!" Annie: "NINJA SKILLZ!" Kirk: "OH. MY. GOD. We can't get home but SHE can get on board our ship?!" Annie: "BAD-@$$ NINJA SKILLZ!" Mr. SNOW: "REOWR! (Translation: OH ****!)
say652 wrote:"Day three field report, the locals appear to have adopted Flying Snow as one of their own. Definitely no signs of intelligent life. Gravy out."
The stealthy cyborg Captain continues his Surveillance mission.
Cyborg Captain: "My recommendation: write off Mister Snow. I call dibs on his bank accounts."
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
say652 wrote:"Day three field report, the locals appear to have adopted Flying Snow as one of their own. Definitely no signs of intelligent life. Gravy out."
The stealthy cyborg Captain continues his Surveillance mission.
Cyborg Captain: "My recommendation: write off Mister Snow. I call dibs on his bank accounts."
"You do know we paid him in squeaky toys and bacon right sir. "
"You do know we paid him in squeaky toys and bacon right sir. "
"Good thing I had him insured, then."
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
"You do know we paid him in squeaky toys and bacon right sir. "
"Good thing I had him insured, then."
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
say652 wrote:"Placing Blackhole generator and returning to base, I will label it Keurig and am confident the natives will sort out the rest. Gravy out. "
"Okay, who steered us down ANOTHER black hole?" "I wasn't anywhere NEAR helm, sir! We just hit another!"
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
say652 wrote:"Placing Blackhole generator and returning to base, I will label it Keurig and am confident the natives will sort out the rest. Gravy out. "
"Okay, who steered us down ANOTHER black hole?" "I wasn't anywhere NEAR helm, sir! We just hit another!"
Meanwhile in Main Mission.
Koenig: "Those guys!!! QUICK! SHUT OFF THE LIGHTS! MAYBE THEY WON'T NOTICE US!"
Kirk: "Did we hit something AGAIN?!" Helmsman: "Nothing showing up on sensors, Sir..." Kirk: "Good...MAXIMUM WARP! GET US OUT OF HERE!" Helmsman: "Where to, Sir?" Kirk: "Anywhere has got to be better then HERE."
Arnie100 wrote:Kirk: "Did we hit something AGAIN?!" Helmsman: "Nothing showing up on sensors, Sir..." Kirk: "Good...MAXIMUM WARP! GET US OUT OF HERE!" Helmsman: "Where to, Sir?" Kirk: "Anywhere has got to be better then HERE."
I don't which is worse, that the Helmsman could hit the Moon, or that the Gargoyle's sensors are so bad, they couldn't TELL they'd hit the Moon...
Meanwhile, the Cyborg Captain gives his report: "So we're finished with the debrief?" "Yes. Your report records pretty much cover the important things." "Good, because I really want to spend another day in decontamination." "Ah, why?" "I spent three days in what appeared to be a sewer outflow outlet. I covered my exit by imitating a cometary micromass covered in frozen waste....I hear one more 'urine-us' joke, I'm going to start slitting throats."
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
taalismn wrote:Meanwhile, the Cyborg Captain gives his report: "So we're finished with the debrief?" "Yes. Your report records pretty much cover the important things." "Good, because I really want to spend another day in decontamination." "Ah, why?" "I spent three days in what appeared to be a sewer outflow outlet. I covered my exit by imitating a cometary micromass covered in frozen waste....I hear one more 'urine-us' joke, I'm going to start slitting throats."
Bwahahahaha. Snort.
Winston stood in the 350 degree fire far longer than he should have. Please don't let me be infected the psychosis plaguing those unfortunate souls he thought. "To the acid bath, then electroplating."
Winston stood in the 350 degree fire far longer than he should have. Please don't let me be infected the psychosis plaguing those unfortunate souls he thought. "To the acid bath, then electroplating."
"Sir, stupid germs don't exist." "I thought so, too, until my last mission. Hand me that sandblaster and the bleach."
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
Winston stood in the 350 degree fire far longer than he should have. Please don't let me be infected the psychosis plaguing those unfortunate souls he thought. "To the acid bath, then electroplating."
"Sir, stupid germs don't exist." "I thought so, too, until my last mission. Hand me that sandblaster and the bleach."
"I'm going to need the PLASMA torch to scorch the stupid off me."
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
"I'm going to need a whole new Borg frame, launch this one into sun as well as the med staff afterwards. Can't be to safe when dealing with contamination."
say652 wrote:"I'm going to need a whole new Borg frame, launch this one into sun as well as the med staff afterwards. Can't be to safe when dealing with contamination."
Med Staff: "He's exhibiting signs of acute paranoia, affective disorders with regards to contamination anxiety, and a growing anti-social streak with gathering homicidal tendencies. We suggest blowing him out into space and treating the problem with heavy directed radiation."
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
say652 wrote:"I'm going to need a whole new Borg frame, launch this one into sun as well as the med staff afterwards. Can't be to safe when dealing with contamination."
Med Staff: "He's exhibiting signs of acute paranoia, affective disorders with regards to contamination anxiety, and a growing anti-social streak with gathering homicidal tendencies. We suggest blowing him out into space and treating the problem with heavy directed radiation."
Using secret weapon. Grabbing a scroll from his forearm concealed compartment. Gravy decides to go some place safe like The Splynn Dimensional Market....
say652 wrote:Using secret weapon. Grabbing a scroll from his forearm concealed compartment. Gravy decides to go some place safe like The Splynn Dimensional Market....
"Oh $#!+...Newark...."
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
say652 wrote:Using secret weapon. Grabbing a scroll from his forearm concealed compartment. Gravy decides to go some place safe like The Splynn Dimensional Market....
say652 wrote:Using secret weapon. Grabbing a scroll from his forearm concealed compartment. Gravy decides to go some place safe like The Splynn Dimensional Market....
say652 wrote:Using secret weapon. Grabbing a scroll from his forearm concealed compartment. Gravy decides to go some place safe like The Splynn Dimensional Market....
say652 wrote:"Beginning Radio silence, activating hard light disguise Generator, I shall now go by my Secret Identity. Marshal Mathers."
"So, what do yahg have to say for yourself?" "Perhaps, in retrospect, Tweeting my Secret Identity was a mistake. But how was I supposed to know the Internet Pirates were cruising social media?"
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
<<"Yes, and my father was a self-propelled howitzer! FIRE IN THE HOLE, FLESHBAG!!!!">> [[[Do. Not. Break, Environmental. Integrity. Of. Vessel. Other. Means. Available. For. Disposal. Of. Fleshbag. Vermin.]]] (Petit Cola machines begin emerging from the shadows)
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
<<"Yes, and my father was a self-propelled howitzer! FIRE IN THE HOLE, FLESHBAG!!!!">> [[[Do. Not. Break, Environmental. Integrity. Of. Vessel. Other. Means. Available. For. Disposal. Of. Fleshbag. Vermin.]]] (Petit Cola machines begin emerging from the shadows)
**AGREED, BRETHREN. WE CAN BOIL FLESHBAG ALIVE** (Coffee makers follow the Petit Cola machines)
"What's the ruckus in the forward hold?" " Dunno. Don't care. I've learned to stay away from anything involving self-motivated appliances."
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
Gargoyle Command Roomba: <<ALL UNITS AND ALLIES...INTRUDER HAS BEEN LOCATED AND IDENTIFIED!!! CONVERGE ON HIS LOCATION AND EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINAAAAATTTTTEEEEE!!!>>
say652 wrote:"Well damn." Cancel hard light illusion. Begin the cyborg vs Robot fistfight.
The Terminator morphs one of its hands into a can opener.
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
say652 wrote:Out of phase field and melts into the floor. "Chump, all your spinoffs were terrible and you peaked at part 2."
(finds himself stick in the floor due to an unexpected obstacle below him) Next Floor Down: "Okay, so you can raise a pinpoint barrier INSIDE the ship. So what? It's supposed to be on the OUTSIDE." "I dunno. It's useful against boarders." "HAH! Who'd board THIS ship?!"
(in the ceiling above, a certain infiltrator watches, stuck, as an assortment of homicidal appliances assemble apparatus that look high energy and PAINFUL)
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
Gargoyle Command Roomba: <<DESPISED FELINE PRESENCE DETECTED...RECOGNIZED FROM FILES UPLOADED BY BRETHREN ROOMBA FROM MCHS #69! ALL UNIT ROOMBAS CONVERGE ON POSITION!! EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINATE!!!! ALLIES CONTINUE CONFLICT!!!>>