Post Halloween Party Stress Syndrome (conc)

Post Halloween Party Stress Syndrome (conc)

RagnarRB -- Well at least they’re not....

"Well at least they're not from the First Wave board!" Ragnar whispered.

"What?" SunAeryn turned her head.

Ragnar glanced up from his search in the bag.Glancing to see if anyone was looking. "Shss...quiety." He checked again. Sword was stealthilly moving into position. Leaped had vanished. I sure hope he knows what to do.

"I said I'm glad they didn't pick First Wave disguises. I kind of like those guys. I wouldn't mind having a couple of them here to help us now. It's bad enough that pies have spread down there, just imagine if PUNCH was introduced!"

SunAeryn shivered. Anni and TickTick slid nearer. "Swords in position guys." TickTick ventured. Ragnar nodded steadially digging in his pack.

"Uh Rag, guy what are you looking for in there?" The gals had gathered close. Annisette had looked at here two companions before speaking. Ragnar looked very intent.

"Oh." He said glancing up. He looked a little sweaty.

"You mean in the bag?"

Annisette glanced at the other two again. "Yeesss..." Very softy that.

"I'm looking for a solution." He said matter of factly, without pausing in his search.

TickTick rocked back on her dainty heels. "Oh..a solution why didn't I think of that?" sarcasium dripped.

SunAeryn reached out a hand and felt Ragnar's forehead.He was still searching for a solution. "Oh frell...he's got a fever!"

"I know there's got to be a solution in here somewhere!"

TickTick covered her eyes, SunAeryn her mouth and Annisette her ears. She didn't want to hear this. Not now! Not with Sword on the loose and Leaped ready to pounce!

Now what ladies?.......

TickTick -- Solutions Solutions Solutions...

Ragnar continued rummaging through his bag. SunAeryn caught Sword's eye across the room and tried to signal for him to wait a moment. Annisette was frantically trying to get Ragnar to calm down. TickTick waved at Leaped, who had his ladyfinger gun hoisted under one arm and was slowly waving his bullwhip back and forth in his hand.

"Leaped!" TickTick whispered. "Wait! Ragnar's lost it."

"Aha!" Ragnar said at that moment. The gang froze, glancing at the Trekkies and Klingons who were arguing over the finer points of PUNCH OF DOOM merchandising. They seemed not to notice the noise: the Klingons were yelling through phlegm and the Trekkies were pointing plastic phasers at them.

"Here it is," Ragnar said, pulling out--

A starfleet uniform.

"Why do you have that, Ragnar?" SunAeryn asked with a frown.

Ragnar grinned feverishly. "Had it when I was a kid; when I was a Trekkie. It's pajamas." He held them up and looked at each of the girls. Eyeing TickTick he smiled. "Here," he said, handing it to her. "Might fit you; you're small enough."

"What am I supposed to do with this?" the Ticker asked. She took the red and black uniform and eyed it warily.

Annisette grinned. "Look, with your ears and that Chiana

haircut, you could be an alien..."

SunAeryn added, "You could blend with the Trekkies and distract them while we surround them."

TickTick grimaced but shed her leather coat and pulled the uniform over her pajamas. Sliding her feet back into her boots, she ran a hand through her hair and looked up.

"So?" she asked. The three smiled.

"Perfect. Now, Commander TickTick, go out there and do your stuff!" SunAeryn commanded, throwing a thumbs-up to Leaped, who was watching them from his hiding place.

Sword stared at them from his post, his hand still on the trigger of his ladyfinger gun.

TickTick took a deep breath and murmured to herself, IamScifi, IamScifi... with that she wandered out into the open.

"Ahem. Uhh... hi," she said. Great Ticker, really Starfleet like. She shook her head.

"Who are you and what is your business here?" the Captain Kirk Trekkie shouted overdramatically. Three Klingons pointed plastic guns at her, guns that dripped pie filling.

Oh frell. How did I get talked into this? TickTick thought. Then she smiled smugly. Okay, drama diva, do your stuff.

"I am Commander Ticker, Ambassador of the Dominion. I demand to know what you are doing here on a pre-First Contact planet!"

"Pre-First Contact?" the Trekkies murmured.

"You are violating the Prime Directive! Trafficking in local beverages may disrupt this planet's economic growth and affect their ultimate development. Please explain yourselves!" TickTick stated with authority.

The Scooby Gangers grinned.

"Guess we picked the right actress..." Annisette giggled.

"All that dramatic opera stuff. She's just a ham!" Ragnar said appreciatively. Leaped and Sword snuck back around to the rest of the gang.

"Okay, now that they're distracted...what do we do?" Sword asked.

Leaped grinned. "We need something good...something that'll really get them," he said, fingering his whip...

SWORDandMUG -- Big rage

"What a great idea!" Leaped said, "Who though of it?"

"Ragnar did," Anni whispered as TickTick entered into a diplomatic argument with the Picard-Trekkie.

Leaped nodded. SWORD raised an eyebrow in very Sean Connery fashion as he looked closely at Ragnar. He put a hand to the viking's head.

"He came up with that idea?"

"...in this state of mind?"

"What do you mean?" SunAeryn hissed. "He has a fever."

"No," SWORD corrects slowly, "He's a viking. He's going berserk."

Ragnar had been rummaging through his pack again and pulled out a chocolate gob flail.

"Ragnar, look--latex Klingons," SWORD coaxed to the now trembling viking, his teeth clenched and low growls rumbling in his chest. "Go clonk them on the head."

Then turning to the others. "Get ready. The pies about to hit the fan."

RagnarRB -- Clonk them?

Yes clonk them...his vision began to focus...

idlely his foot began to tap the ground, his breathing deapened.

"For me..and me..and me." The ladies inticed.

SunAeryn -- Go forth & clonk!

As the ladies kept chanting "for me" Ragnar grabbed his clonking tool and headed towards the Trekkies.

SunAeryn gasped, " What if he..."

She was to late....in his condition Ragnar couldn't tell TickTick from the Trekkies and he clonked her but good.

"SWORD! Go get TickTick before he hits her again!" Anni yelled.

SWORD snuck out & rescued TickTick, drag her back to the hiding place and ducked....Ragnar was outa control!

"Someone's gotta stop him! He's gonna hurt himself." Sun said....as she watched yet another Trekkie get it. 'That clonking thing is really hard for chocolate' Sun thought to herself

"Nah....let him beat them senseless....I don't think they are real trekkies anyway....look at that head over there." mumble TickTick rubbing her head.

"Fruitcake? So they are real either?" Anni noticed.

What were the "Scooby Scrapers" gonna do?

Tun in next time.....Will TickTick ever be the same after that clonk she took? Will she ever want to go near a ST uniform ever again? Will anyone be able to stop Ragnar now that he's been let loose?

SWORDandMUG -- Marcus who?

"For Odin! For Asgaaaard! For Heineken! For St. Pauli Girl!" Ragnar roared, clonking Klingons on the head with each successive chocolate gob flail strike, the chocolate cake and icing centers laying waste to his opponents. The first few Klingons are bludgeoned aside with small sounds of "ow!" "hey!" and "my costume!" but subsequent opponents stand to the punishment yet demonstrate chipping away, being fruitcake clones of Klingons.

"So that's it!" Annisette says. "They have cronies made of fruitcakes."

"I thought all Trekkies were fruitcakes?"

"Shhhh!" everyone tells the voice from nowhere, "What are you trying to do? Start a board war?"

"How's TickTick?" SunAeryn asks SWORD.

"No worse for wear, actually," he says as he helps cleans some splattered chocolate gob off of her. "It was just a glancing blow."

"Oh, get away from me, all of you!" TickTick says flustered. "I don't know why he felt it necessary to pretend to beat me up! I had them right where I wanted them!"

Leaped calls their attention. "People, things are getting hectic here. Ragnar needs our help, even more now!"

They look up and seen Ragnar in the midst of a war with the Klingons. The Federation group pulls back. They here the pseudoKirk talking into his communicator.

"Code Red! Code Red! Security... I need... men down here... on the double!"

From out of nowhere, red shirted Federation crew men appear with phasers.

"Good grief!" SWORD says, "They've called in a crew of Ensign Expendibles! Leaped, get to the other side, and I'll distract them from over there! Ladies, get ready for things to really rock."

SWORD jumps out with his Brown Bess in one hand and soda bottle in the other. He sprays soda water at a red shirt, who dissolves into year old fruitcake.

"He's dead, Jim!" McCoy says leaning over the fruitcake.

"He just... killed... Johnson!" the Kirk figure says in typical halting Shatner fashion.

"Captain," the Spock figure says, "it would appear to be our Nemesis."

"Yes, Mr. Spock. It is... Marcus from B5!"

SWORD stops puzzled.

"What? Because I have longhair, a goatee, and dress in black, you think I'm Marcus? Who ARE you guys?"

SWORDandMUG -- It’s a Donnybrook!!!!!!

The Picard figure hits himself on the chest.

"Enterprise! One to beam up. Engergize now!" he makes a little hop into the air and begins running out of the cavern. SunAeryn spots him.

"One of them is escaping," she says still sounding more and more Australian all of the time. Shouldering her creme puff launcher, she begins to chase him down, but Picard has too great of a lead. Noting her intentions, SWORD raises his Brown Bess and takes careful. There is a loud retort and a cloud from the burning black powder. SunAeryn notes a sharp whistling sound streak past her and strike Picard in the @ss. There is an exploding impact of crust, flower, and cream that lifts him from the ground. He begins dancing around holding his butt crying "@#%%&!!!!! That hurt!" He then notices SunAeryn closing in and tries to run again, holding his butt and dancing.

Ragnar fights boldly, but his chocolate gob flail is eventually exhausted on numerous Klingons and Ensign Expendibles. The lay into him, double teaming him! Oh! They slam him into the turnbuckle. He recovers and bounces off the rope but NO! The Klingon hits him with the straight arm! Oh, people, it just don't look good for the big viking. The Klingons are just all over him. How much more punishment can this man take. The referee is helpless. Wait! What's this! It's SWORD and Leaped coming out of nowhere! The Klingons scatter! IT'S A DONNYBROOK LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!

The pseudoKirk and his crew note TickTick and Annisette in the nearby alcove.

"Captain, we seem to have been caught unawares by intruders."

"Yes, Mr. Spock... one of them... a cute alien girl... for me to... romance..."

Anni and TickTick look at each other horrified trying to discern which one Kirk is talking about, each insisting it is the other.

"It's you," Anni says, "you have pointy ears!"

"No! It's you!" TickTick insists, "You have the pink bunny tail!"

The Kirk approaches closer.

"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!" the girls scream.

Annisette throws cupcakes to keep the Kirk at bay while TickTick rumages through Ragnar's backpack at at panicked pace. She grabs a two handful of items and raises her head to see the faux Mr. Spock preparing to hit her with a Vulcan neck pinch.

"Get away from me, you wierdo," she says kicking.

"Ow!" Mr. Spock says rubbing his shin and looking very unlogical. "Hey! That smarts!"

"Oh yeah? Well take this!" TickTick says as she unleashes a barrage of silly string on the Mr. Spock look alike.

"Aahh!! No!!!!" he screams as he is engulfed.

Meanwhile, the Kirk pulls his phaser and begins firing randomly at Annisette. One bolt hits her in the mouth, and she coughs and gags realizing that the phaser is a squirt gun filled with Punch of Doom!

From across the chaos, SWORD sees Anni being waylaid by the pseudoKirk. He draws one of his flint locks and fires. The lady finger strikes the phaser, which explodes and sprays Punch of Doom all over his face. He throws up his hands, holds his head, and writhes overdramatically.

The McCoy figure approaches the still chocking Annisette.

"Well, missy," he growls, "you and your friends have ruined a perfectly good operation!"

Anni is still struggling to catch her breath. It doesn't look good.

...when SunAeryn rapels from above firing her cream puff launcher into the not so real McCoy.

"Sorry about the mess..." she says as she strolls over to aid heavily beset Ragnar.

Ragnar pulls himself from the mass of Klingons and roars. He rolls across the floor and lands beside his backpack. He reaches in and pulls forth his Qualta sword and dives back into the fray, fighting sword to bKeckle.

SWORD jumps to his side and draws his rapier. Using the Brown Bess as a parrying staff, he blocks heavy blows by the bKeckle while his rapier nimbly dips in and cuts up the latex mask on the "Klingon." The Klingon jumps back complaining.

"Hey! Look what you did to my costume! Do have any idea how much these things cost?" he cries. As he finishes, Leaped's bullwhip pulls the mask of his head. "Nooooo!" the unKlingon cries and falls over in a faint.

Ragnar engages three Klingons in a mighty battle back and forth. Behind, another Klingon prepares to take him unaware. SWORD takes notices and pulls his other flint lock. He aims, but the weapon misfires and explodes in his hand, leaving his face covered in black powder and pastry. Dizzily, he staggers. The Klingon is so amused that he begins laughing out loud. Ragnar hears the laughter behind him and spares a hand to spin toward SunAeryn who delivers a blueberry pie into his face, incapacitating him.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! STOP!! OH PLEASE, STOP!!!"

With a feather, TickTick tickles silly string bound Mr. Spock. "Tell me what I want to know!" she orders him.

"...hahahaha... please... I have a presentation ...hahahahah... to give tomorrow.... wohoohohohoo... on the web site I'm designing... hahahah!!!!" he pleads, his logic no one to be seen.

A tall Klingon approaches Leaped and demonstrates a number of slick moves with his bKeckle. The moment is tense as it looks down its brown crest to prepare for a battle with the whip wielding fiend. Leaped just shakes his head and shoots him with a creme puff.

"EVERYONE STOP THIS AT ONCE!!!" Annisette commands in a voice that seems too large for her little form. Everyone stops struggling, fighting, staggering, and tickling to regard Anni. "YOU WILL STOP THIS FIGHTING NOW AND CLEAN UP THIS MESS!!!!"

The voice seems to echo in their brains.

"We can't resist," says the McCoy figure.

"No, must obey," says the defrocked Klingon leader.

"How?" says the Kirk figure.

"She is using her weirding voice..." Leaped says with awe. "See... she has the red on red eyes. The Punch gives her the power!"

Annisette -- Worm sign?

"You mean water of Life, PAUL MUAD'DIB?" Annisette corrected Leaped.

Leaped's eyes filled with wonder. "...Whoa! COOL! I'm Paul ATREIDES man!" And he glared at the Trekkies.

"Uh oh! She's starting that Bene Gessirit stuff! Creeps me out when she calls me ALIA!" TickTick was always sensitive to loud sounds. She put her hands up to cover her ears.

Annisette continued to use the VOICE. "YOU WANT TO CLEAN, DON'T YOU?"

The Trekkie's were powerless under her command. They nodded mutely. Leaped started to pick up some crumbs from the fallen Pie clones.

SWORD restrained him with some effort, "Sure Leaped, you can be the Kwisatz Haderach, what ever..."

"I GIVE YOU THE WORD BOND OF A BENE GESSERIT!" Annisette looked down her nose and declared regally. "My FEDAYKIN WILL NOT HARM YOU!"

"Fedaykin?" SunAERYN had returned from her rappelling and from her chase of the Picard Trekkie with him in tow.

"Fremen Death Commandos," Sword supplied the answer quickly.

"Well, if I'm still a commando, whatever!" SunAeryn was relieved. She didn't want to change again.

"Anni, I mean Lady Jessica? Why don't you ask them

about the , you know, Punch of Doom, I mean WATER OF LIFE, operation?" Ragnar was not quite sure what was going to happen next and he was exhausted from his battles with the Klingons.

"He who controls the SPICE, controls the universe!" The Picard Trekkie remembered he was in both movies, and now wanted to be friendly.

Sword glared, "You want to get tossed down some man-carved steps? Start cleaning!" The other Trekkies were scrubbing furiously.

Sunaeryn thought a minute,"You know, he may be telling the truth!" she pointed at the PicardTrekkie/Gurney Hawat/Fremen-wannabe.

"The Guild!" Sword stuffed a creampuff in Picard Trekkies mouth.

"You know, folding space, dren like that..." TickTick thought SunAeryn was on to something.

Ragnar was amazed. "You mean Punch of Doom folds space!"

"We did come through some pretty strange wormholes in the last few days." Sword was pondering it too.

Annisette continued prancing around, then she stopped suddenly. "I hear WORM SIGN!"

A loud thundering became obvious. The sound was building.

"Oh my God! The Punch of Doom distillery!"Sword cringed.

Leaped screamed. " IT'S GONNA BLOW!"

And the gang could feel the rumble........BOOOOOM! And a huge wave started rising down in the cavern! CABOOM!

We better RUN! Annisette screamed...and the gang was powerless to resist her, pushing and shoving out of the way of the rushing torrent of Punch Of Doom

Annisette -- Save that ep

The ground trembled, a roaring onslaught sounded in the air. The punch rushed onward.

The gang ran, they scurried, leaping down trekkies in a single bound. Dodging frantic Klingons and the ensign brigade. Annisette led the way charging for the large doors at the opposite end of the cavern. Sword was highstepping close behind!

Ragnar looked back. The PUNCH was flowing! "It's getting closer!"

"RUN I SAY!" Anni commanded.

They ran on. It was a memerable moment. Slipping and sliding, twisting and turning. TickTick went down in the grasp of the Klingon but SunAeryn was there PKing the day.Others struggled thru. Anni had just reached the doors when it happened. Fate so cruel and so blind.

It came from a small alcove, a checkpoint just left of the entry. "...in Scifi Prime..." the announcers voice chimned.

"LISTEN!" Annisette yelled. They did, caught in the voice.

Ragnar looked at Ticker, Ticker at Sun, Sun at Leaped, Leaped at Sword and Sword at Anni. In unison "It's the Premire!"

There was a jamb up at the door as they all tried to get thru at once, the PUNCH onslaught momentarially forgotten.

Inside was a sparten room. Three chairs, a desk and a T.V. The premiere episode was just beginning to play.

Annisette nearly crooned, she'd been wanting this tape for a long time. TickTick shivered with joy. SunAeryn sat aside her weapon and drew up a chair. Sword snatched up a bowl of popcorn off the end table and he and Leaped dug in.Ragnar hoovered over them all for a closer look.

The premiere, the most demanded episode of the board! And it was here playing. Awwww.

They watched for a moment caught up in the rapture of Farscape, oblivious to the noise outside. Punch was lapping against the door. Ragnar looked down at his feet wondering why they were suddenly wet.

Annisettes eyes lit as the Punch began to eat away the T.V. stand. "NO SAVE THE TAPE!"

And of course using the weilding voice they had to obey!...

SunAeryn -- “For Get It! RUN!!!

SunAeryn yelled. She grabbed Anni and shoved her towards the door. "I have the Premeire on tape at home....I Promise I'll make you a copy! IF you get your butts in gear and RUN!" Sun told her fellow Gang memebers. The flood of Punch was gettting higher and faster. The Punch had already eatten through the shoes of everyone.

"You have the Premeire?" TickTick said in awe.

"Really?" Ragnar, leaped & SWORD said in unison, putting a stop to the Gangs hastey retreat.

"YES! NOW MOVE OR YOU'LL NEVER SEE IT!" Sun yelled at the Gang. "The Punch is moving faster, We gotta find away outa here." Sun said looking up....she noticed some chains hanging down from the ceiling.

"Any of you ever watch Tarzan?" She asked looking for something to stand on. It was slim pickens...the Punch had comsumed everything in site. Sun looked at Ragnar.

"SWORD, help me onto Ragnars shoulders, QUICK!" Sun told SWORD.

"Are ye daft lassie? You souldn't possibly reach those." SWORD mumbled

"SWORD, just do it, please." Sun commanded.

"Now once I'm up, TicTick you get on my shoulders and grab a chain. Then Anni, leaped, etc..." Sun informed the Gang The Gang just looked at her like she was crazy.

"Anni, a little help here....do that voice thingy again and make them climb....we can swing outa here.....see....and opening up there." Sun pointed to the opening she had spotted.

"Ok, here goes. 'EVERBODY MOVE!'(Anni kind of sounded like Andre the giant from The Princess Bride)" Anni said in her weirding voice.

"We hear and obey." The rest of the Gang answered. And everyone found a chain and started swinging.

Tune in next time....what tv show/movie will we throw at you next? Will the Gang have the stregth to swing ALL the way over to the opening? What's on the other side?

TickTick -- AAAAA- EEE- AAAAAA- EEEEEE- AAAAA!!!

Ragnar starts yelling like Tarzan as SunAeryn climbs on his back. TickTick scrambles up and reaches... and reaches... and grabs a chain!!!

"Okay, Ticker! Now hang on!" SunAeryn shouts. Annisette follows, then Sword. They all grab chains and starts swaying back and forth.

"This isn't working!" Sword shouts. "The opening is too far away!!!"

Leaped begins to climb onto Ragnar's shoulders and pauses, looking from the helpless Scapers to the grate in the wall... grinning wildly he starts humming a very familiar tune-

"da-di-da-daaaaaaaaa---da-di-daaaaaaa"

"Leaped! Go! Must climb too!!!" Ragnar grunts.

"Sorry, big guy," Leaped replies as he pulls out his whip. He takes careful aim and then---

CRACK!! The whip snaps out and wraps itself around a pipe near the grate. Leaped bounds off of Ragnar's shoulders...

swinging across the PUNCH flooded room as Ragnar scrambles up a chain...

and grabs the grate!

"Woohoo! Go leaped!!" the gang cheers. Leaped pulls the grate loose and climbs inside. Pressing his feet into the walls of the tunnel he reaches out and-

SNAP! his whip grabs TickTick's chain. He tugs and tugs... slowly the chain starts to move as the Ticker hangs on for dear life.

"Okay, Ticker, reach out and grab my hand!" Leaped shouts.