- Friday,
September 03, 1999 at 06:03:59 (MDT)
"Welcome aboard the VDF Crucible. I am Captain Vorgen. Please, do
not feel threatened. We are merely containing the situation and ascertaining
the parameters of this conflict. We are servants of the LAW." Elisia, confused
and a bit terrified of her first teleporter experience, steps down from
the platform. As she tries to shake the pointy-eared-captain's hand, as
she saw the humans do, he instead raised his hand to beside his head and
split his fingers into a fat 'V'.. "Ok, so what am I? Prisoner of war or
suspected criminal?" The Vulcan captain looks at her. "Neither. Pending
inquiries and findings, you are our...involuntary guest for the duration.
Come this way." With that, she is led to a spartan if comfortable suite.
Locked, of course. As her ship is tractor-towed, they proceed to follow
the main fleet back to Earth....
Captain
Vorgen
- Friday,
September 03, 1999 at 06:18:38 (MDT)
*Still very out of touch with reality* Huh? When'd we shrink the
ghaytanHa'? *Looks up and sees the ghaytanHa' right in fromt of him.* Oh,
nevermind, I'm just seeing double. *pauses to think.* But then why can't
I see the bridge of that copy? *points at the real ship.* Hmmm... Waitaminute...
*punches himself in the face and is suddenly fully awake. Granted his head
had flown a couple of meters to the ground, but at least he became sober
enough to be able to do something about it.*
TDK
- Friday,
September 03, 1999 at 10:43:20 (MDT)
I take it that this is a sign I should cut back on the bloodwine.
TDK
- Friday,
September 03, 1999 at 10:59:54 (MDT)
Orbiting around Earth and still cloaked, Duker sees that the BoP
has landed next to the lounge. Thinking that it would not be a good idea
right now to confront TDK right now, Duker stays cloaked and continues
to orbit the planet keeping close watch on what is happening in the lounge.
Using a litening device Duker transports into the lounge undetected into
the cousions of the couch he always likes to sleep on, he is able to hear
everything that is said in the room.
Duker
- Friday,
September 03, 1999 at 12:02:59 (MDT)
*Lord Panchik, who owned a rather large newspaper organisation,
had gained some pictures of LW in a rather drunken state, with suspicious
aliens... He dident really care who sent them, only that the pictures would
make his newspaper sell like hotcakes. He grined oddly, due to a gold tooth
shining in the light and looked on merrily as newspaper after newspaper
came streaming from the machine ready to be shown to the inquisative...
and rich public.*
Lord Panchik
- Friday,
September 03, 1999 at 12:25:12 (MDT)
*waking up with a splitting headache LW looks at his communicator,
it is beaping and in doing so hurting his head, he presses the button to
recive the call....*
Lord_Woodlouse
- Friday,
September 03, 1999 at 12:32:36 (MDT)
*In Cyborg Stan's Mind* Remember this. Our time grows short and
we must leave. Return to your ship. We will contact you in the future...
Cyborg
Stan of CyKoLaJx, Inc.
- Friday,
September 03, 1999 at 14:25:31 (MDT)
"Finally......it seems our old nemisis has been up to something....with
Frin-Cae, of all lice.....and we have a couple of reports from our agents
among the Panchik....apparently some very embarassing photos of you are
hot off the presses...we need to talk."
- Friday,
September 03, 1999 at 14:59:56 (MDT)
*Decides to have some fun with his currenly detatched head before
reattaching it. He has his body walk over and pick his head up by the hair
and then walks around shoving his head into the faces of the remaining
drunk guests and shouts.* BOOGA!! *He then spots Lord_Woodlouse trying
to talk into his comunicator and just can't resist. He sneaks up behind
him, drops his head on the insectoid's lap, and when the Woodlouse's eyes
suddenly open wide in suprise TDK shouts out.* SPIDERS!! *Lord_Woodlouse
screams at the top of his lungs and at the extreme top of his pitch range,
which proves to be high enough and loud enough to shater much of the glass
in the Lounge.*
TDK
- Friday,
September 03, 1999 at 15:10:09 (MDT)