S.S. Serenitree: The Eve of Battle
POSTED BY: thatweirdgirl
UPDATED: Friday, June 17, 2005 02:59
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*Shivering slightly from the effects of the cryochamber, cozen picks up a stray katana. Resting the weapon butt down, he idly cleans his fingernails with the blade’s shiny tip. Just then, don’tcha know, a nasty Evil Creature appears and prepares to leap at our cross-dressing polygamous ex-kidnapper.*
*cozen espies handy Plot Device Activation Switch and quickly sets it to “De-Activate” mode.*
*Mal-icious’s hammock slowly ceases to oscillate. TheRealMe’s dimensional portals revert to fictional constructs of the imagination. PsychicRiver And Static are deprived of their telekinetic prowess, though they can still knit and fly things. CallMeAth is immediately restricted to the realm of body temperature, though he retains the ability to glow when he’s runnin’ a fever. CallMeSerenity’s wings evaporate into feathery oblivion along with Mai’s Molly. TheGreyJedi suddenly realises he needs actual tools to construct actual machinery. Emma’s perceived perils vanish along with her spaceship, even as Jet and Needleseye regress to humanity. Rat loses his job title and his officer’s rank. Jazaf’s and MontanaGirl’s blades are reduced to their component atoms, as are SoulofSerenity’s bow and arrows.*
*Despite all that, all of the above retain their souls.*
*cozen looks about. A computer screen, in a room. He listens to a cat mewling, begging to be let indoors to escape the heat. Thinks about ThatWeirdGirl, now bereft of the Admiral, thus left to plummet relative to the gravity of the situation.*
*Flips PDAS to “ON”.
*The EC, put off by the momentary phase shift, stumbles in its leap, thus missing cozen by mere millimetres and impaling itself upon the katana’s blade. It dies a gruesome, farty death. Elsewhere, birds and folk fly, weapons and portals re-appear, Sereni-Tree-ers continue their heroic battles.*
*cozen finds a mop, finds a bucket, garbage bags, things of that sort. Sets to cleaning up corpses.*
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A clean ship is a virtuous ship.
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Something's wrong. Computer, "Arch"!
Rat - - - - - Uss SereniTREE.
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Confused and feeling a bit like a whale...twg is plummeting to the ground, twg hopes PR is okay without her, the crew is safe, and that they all know she loves them, real or imaginary.
She begins to sing to herself as the ground races towards her…
Up in the air junior birdman.
Up in the air upside down,
Up in the air junior birdman,
Keep your noses off the ground.
Just as she fears this is the end…again…she finds herself neatly strapped into her command chair aboard the Admiral.
Thank You
www.thatweirdgirl.com
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Can we not revel in our cyber-love?
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*Runs out of the bar*
Oh my god, TWG, you've gotta get down here! I've found SimonWho's old stash of British Chocolate hidden in the bar!
There's LOADS!
PsychicRiver
"Two by two, hands of blue." 
"We'll take care of each other. I'll knit!"
Summer Glau to me - "You are so photogenic."
Me - 
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*During her brief time on the internet she hears PR yelling at her*
Are there Twirls? And Crunchies? And Flakes? And …*twg wipes the drool from her chin*
I’ll be there as soon as I can land this thing…it’s our lucky day.
www.thatweirdgirl.com
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Can we not revel in our cyber-love?
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Quote:Squee! It is indeed!
Originally posted by thatweirdgirl:
*During her brief time on the internet she hears PR yelling at her*
Are there Twirls? And Crunchies? And Flakes? And …*twg wipes the drool from her chin*
I’ll be there as soon as I can land this thing…it’s our lucky day.
AND, there's Cadbury's Creme Egg's! *Thinks Easter was a while ago, but meh, what harm can it do?*
No sign of my cat though.
PsychicRiver
"Two by two, hands of blue."
"We'll take care of each other. I'll knit!"
Summer Glau to me - "You are so photogenic."
Me -
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Ow! Regrowing wings hurts.
Oooh! OOh, PR, TWG! Bring me back a crunchie!!!
"What's the use of a house if you haven't got a tolerable planet to put it on?"-H.D. Thoreau
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*Emma's eyes go back in their sockets and she starts to breathe again.*
Woah, what happened there?
*Emma looks at her sensors and sees the Rahjeen Elite Command force thingies coming - 27 and a half vessels are making their way slowly but surely towards her catching up with the scouts that Emma remembers are somehow already on board and being killed by folks*
There is only one thing to do in such a crisis unless one faints of course ... go to the chocolate jacuzzi.
*Emma leaves her ship and attempts to find the jacuzzi*
extremely dimensionally transcendental
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* As TheRealMe is departing, he pauses at the door of the old clubhouse. *
Well, why not? The new crew can handle things for a while. And when WAS the last time I had a chance to take a break and enjoy myself in the company of my favorite semi-divine Mistress?
* TheRealMe returns to Mal-licious, who is luxuriously reclining in her new vibrating massage chair. *
Mistress? Would you like me to peel some grapes for you, or something? I mean, I’m no Static or anything, but perhaps I could be of some service…
* Suddenly, TheRealMe gets that odd sinking feeling when Real World Physics is enabled, though it doesn't last long. *
Oh, no! Is Rat messing with things, again?
The Real Me, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree
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* TheRealMe turns his com-link back on and checks for messages. *
Oooops! I’ve been inattentive! It seems that there are a lot of things going on! Goodness! We have never had so many simultaneous yet divergent plot lines in one thread!
Let’s see, in no particular order…
Arriving by way of a rowboat and the shuttle Admiral Nelson, PsychicRiver and ThatWeirdGirl battle the Enemy Invaders for possession of the Tree and Zoid’s deserted Pub at the Bottom of the Tree. Their goal is to rescue PsychicRiver’s long-lost cat, Belle (and SimonWho’s stash of British candies).
Static, we hope, is still flying the Sereni-Tree. The last we knew, he was heading the ship toward the Lake near the Tree in order to rendezvous with ThatWeirdGirl and PsychicRiver. He is still dodging an EI fleet, but at least the closest ships have been dealt with.
Somewhere deep in the bowels of the Sereni-Tree, Cozen has thawed himself out from the cryogenic freezing machine of the Insidious Doctor Rat (who has apparently been freezing and storing many of our missing companions for SOME diabolical purpose). Cozen inadvisably enables Real World Physics, but has the good sense to quickly disable them, again.
Down in Main Engineering, Needleseye and TheGreyJedi are apparently not having sex in the same way as a certain other couple on board never did. Grey has recently expended his energy (in remaking/repairing the Sereni-Tree in some techno-magic fashion).
In the Old Clubhouse stored in the Main Cargo Bay, TheRealMe is practicing his long-neglected minioning duties on Mal-licious. The two have, until recently, been oblivious to the dangers that threaten the others. Jake7 is also there relaxing, after rigging the sprinkler system to spray Pepsimilk over all the EI who boarded the ship.
On Emma’s ship, which is still mated to the Sereni-Tree’s main airlock, Emma, Jazaf, CallMeSerenity, and MontanaGirl fight against the elite repo men who are attempting to reclaim Emma’s ship. Serenity gets a severe headache because of her brother Ath (and not for the first time, I suspect). Emma decides to head to the chocolate jacuzzi.
Mai, who had previously been giving Jazaf a guided tour of the Sereni-Tree, is either with that group or else still off looking for Molly the Parrot.
On the other side of a mysterious dimensional portal from the Sereni-Tree, SoulofSerenity, CallMeAth, and Lissa have been captured. Ath is being tortured, and the pain he experiences bleeds across the psychic connection he seems to share with his sister Serenity.
I have no clue what the Brides, clones, or anyone else are doing.
And Ebo? Probably still confused. But at least she’s enthusiastic!
(Sorry if I forgot anybody!)
EDITED for Jake7.
The Real Me, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree
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