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USS SereniTREE: No Longer the Eve of Battle

POSTED BY: TheGreyJedi
UPDATED: Sunday, July 3, 2005 20:52
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Sunday, June 26, 2005 10:43 PM

Okay everyone, come and get it! There's ice cream for those who like their pie a la mode, and whipped cream for the strawberry pie.

"Man has an evil side, Pinky." -Brain
"Front or back?" -Pinky

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Monday, June 27, 2005 2:20 AM

yum yum yay!

*feeds ice cream and pie to ath*

~lissa, spwhore

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Monday, June 27, 2005 3:40 AM

running…she has to run…they are behind her…she can hear their boots striking the metal floors. An arm reaches out from a shadowed hallway, pulling her into strong arms. In her mind a flaming number began to flash….counting down…70.01.04…

*twg stirred. A headache racing across her brain. She felt a steady, if slightly fast, heartbeat thrumming in the warm body she was wrapped around…warm body?*

*she lightly trailed her fingers up his forearm…his shoulder…his neck…*

Simon.

*twg feels that she has not fulfilled her kidnapping duties. So she constructs a small stretcher and moves the sleeping man into her private hideaway…too properly torture him…*


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Res melius evinissent cum pepsimilk!

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Monday, June 27, 2005 4:34 AM

strange what desire will make foolish people do...

*trails off into a whispered song, staring off into the darkness of the night sky, lost in the darkness of his mind.*

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http://tomeofgrey.blogspot.com
Real Fans Wait - 09/30/05

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Monday, June 27, 2005 1:23 PM

*PR takes some Rhubarb Pie and Ice cream and then thanks MG and leaves to wander the ship... with Bell in towe.*

Everybody seems to be a pair, Bell...a match, a doppel...all two by two and what have you.

I'm glad you're here.

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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Monday, June 27, 2005 6:14 PM

Quote:

Originally posted by CallMeSerenity:

anyone want to join me for a nap?




*Soul makes his way over to where Serenity lies. He removes his bow and quiver, setting them down on the floor, and proceedes to slide in next to Serenity. Feeling her soft wings fall around him, Soul can't help but to smile softly as the miriad of sweet aroma's around him lull him off into the land of dreams.*

Thank you, Serenity, *Soul whispers as he fades away.*

...the beating of wings around his face...he tries to run, but his feet have rooted themselves in place, literal roots digging into the floor...tendrils of smoke swirl around him, and in the distance he can see a door, numbers etched in fire eating into the wood as they count down...70.01.04...70.01.03...70.01.02...

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Soul, Security Chief of the Sereni-Tree

Mantichorus: "So is there a reason they call you 'Soul'?"
Soul (after a long pause): "Yeah. Because I have one."

http://havenofsouls.blogspot.com/

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Monday, June 27, 2005 9:23 PM

Jazaf slowly wakes up, still a bit groggy he mutters 'the air feels....spontaneous. I hate spontaneity.' Gradually he gets the will to move and heads out of the room. 'It never writes, never calls, and when it visits it only leaves a steaming pile on my front door step.'
Jazaf continues to ramble strangely and wanders aimlessly further into the ship.

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Newest Mystery Man on the Sereni-Tree

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Tuesday, June 28, 2005 12:27 AM

* A spot of light appears on the wall of the Sereni-Tree’s Common Room. It expands, to become a ring of fire surrounding a dark void. From this hole in reality stumbles TheRealMe, surrounded by a fog of dark, oily fumes. *

* TheRealMe’s clothes are singed and smoking. His face, arms, and hands are blackened. His hair has been blown straight back. His face has a look of wide-eyed surprise on it, and his glasses are broken and askew. In fact, his appearance is not unlike that of a Warner Brothers cartoon character that has recently been “blown up”. TheRealMe attempts to straighten his glasses, but they fall to pieces. He sighs.*

Hello, everyone.

So, you decided to overload the main engine core of the Enemy Invader MicroSith base and make it explode, huh? Good plan.

* TheRealMe coughs, expelling a small black cloud from his lungs. *

But I suppose that you forgot that I was monitoring the situation from the main EI security office inside their base. Oh, well, at least you got rid of those pesky EIs. I was beginning to despair of ever having a moment’s peace again! Now, if you’ll all excuse me, I have a little freshening up to do.

* TheRealMe looks about, noticing the large number of stray “kissies” scampering playfully all about the place, kissing each other and just about anyone and anything else in the Common Room. TheRealMe casually kicks one aside.*



Lissa! Ath! I think some emoticons have gotten away from your chat sessions!



Hmmmm… I hope these things can’t breed on their own… And I hope neither Static nor Grey sees them, or else they’ll probably be used for target practice…



* TheRealMe attempts to walk off to his room in a nonchalant manner, but stumbles over one of the more aggressive “kissies”. TheRealMe falls to the floor, smacks his head on the leg of the pool table, and falls unconscious. Kissies swarm about him. *



Bride6 runs up, coos at the “kissies,” and leads them off to a pen that she and Bride5 had previously constructed.

Nugget, the meteor troll, wanders over to TheRealMe, bends down, and licks his face.



The Real Me, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

(The Real Me cannot currently receive messages from this site; he is not ignoring you. But he CAN receive e-mail at realme@pcibroadband.net.)

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Tuesday, June 28, 2005 2:25 AM

*takes a break from cuddling and enjoying pie with ath to slap trm (to revive him, of course).*

you might wanna step around those kissies there, trm. just to warn you.

*goes back to cuddling with ath*

~lissa, spwhore

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Tuesday, June 28, 2005 2:28 AM

Quote:

Originally posted by TheRealMe:
Bride6 runs up, coos at the “kissies,” and leads them off to a pen that she and Bride5 had previously constructed.



No wonder I walk in and find the juggled goslings all upset! After checking the kissies pen closely, I notice it's not up to standards. I am benevolent, though.

*taking out the Desert Eagle, I shoot all the kissies dead *

There. That's much better.

*Standing O from the goslings*

Time for a beer. I'm beat.

MAL: If anyone gets nosy, just, you know... shoot 'em.
ZOE: Shoot 'em?
MAL: Politely.

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