The Sereni-Tree and the Neverending Peril
POSTED BY: TheRealMe
UPDATED: Tuesday, May 9, 2006 03:53
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*twg stands atop the pool table, a margarita in one hand and a determined look upon her face. Those in the common room pretty much ignore her...afterall she is weird. she repeats her apology once more*
I’m sorry.
*She pressed the key fob and the tree goes silent...no engines...one by one crew members appear before her...shuttles dock in the bay...no one is sure why they’re there....but they are ALL there*
Hello. *sips drink* I see some of you must have been swimming...sounds lovely. In fact, that is why I’ve called you all here today. It’s time for this to end. I’ve forwarded my plan to the Captain, she is aware of what I’m about to do. *finishes drink* I was here when the clubhouse opened...I have a certain responsibilty to make sure the days of men in kilts up on the roof and margaritas for everyone (of age of course) continue.
The angst stops here...today...you’ll notice there is no blood on any of you. No weapons in your holsters. Today I announce the Clubhouse return. The tree is slowly drifting down into its former home on Earth...handy thing all these Boiler Room butttons...Rat is a brilliant man....You are of course free to leave if you find the next challenge, um, not so challenging. *she looks over the crowd and spies a perfect assistant* Cozen, will you help me please...thank you
*he bounds up to the table and stands beside her..she hands him a green velvet dress* Will you please? *he ducks under the table to change*
You see, the Gala Pageant starts on Tuesday. You have until then to decide if you will stay and enjoy the event. Alas, our judges are MIA at the moment, so I will be taking applications. I am the emcee. All are open to compete. I have some matters to attend to so just leave them in my inbox...Ah, isn’t he gorgeous? He almost won the last pageant...splendid job! Think you can explain the Gala rules? I leave you in Cozen’s most capable and chaotic hands.
*with that twg leaves the common room to let people think on what she’s done and hear the gala rules*
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"...turn right at the corner then skip two blocks...no, SKIP, the hopping-like thing kids do...Why? Why not?"
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I suggest that you bump to a new thread, then.
This is the return of the male = slave clubhouse? No thanks.
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No. Not the return of the slaves...the return of lighthearted, wacky, fun, chaotic times. Common Room hijinks and no death...destruction and mayhem for good times only, not blood and gore...Yeah, things were slower then, but we could all keep up...perhaps I'm living in the past.
I remember pie fights, dinosaurs, ice cream fun, dancing cages, movie days, beach volley ball, pony races...If that's where you all want to keep them, in the past, that's fine. I just won't be around to help. You can use my character if you want her.
I will start a new thread when I get back tonight.
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"...turn right at the corner then skip two blocks...no, SKIP, the hopping-like thing kids do...Why? Why not?"
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Oooo, mellow times. Sounds good. We move at such fast speeds that I can barely keep up and I'm here way too much as it is.
Plus things are getting very confusing as to who is where and when. Settling back down a bit would be good plus we could let other people go off in adventures on other threads (it's not as though there's a limit to how many offshoots we can have).
*wants a cocktail drink of some description*
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*JadeHand finds himself standing in the common room, miraculously healed, though he can't remember getting to the infirmary, and holding a icey cold margarita. Strange, he feels much less angsty. He pokes himself in the side where he was injured and it ...tickles. Just as he starts to ponder what has happened, and if it should be reversed... 
He takes a long drink through the whipped cream topping before reaching for another pie.*
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But you might as well talk to the stones and the trees and the sea
'Cause nobody knows And so few can see
There's only beauty and caring and truth beyond darkness." -Estonia(This Strange Engine) -Marillion
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*emerges from her hiding spot and giggles as the tree returns to earth*
yay, time to have fun...*tickles twg with a feather*
this gala thing sounds interesting...i'll volunteer to help judge!!
~lissa, retired spwhore
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Seryn finds herself stood in the common room, still peering out of the viewscreen trying to work out which is the real ship, hands still wrapped around the steering handles.
She straightens up, "I am way too liniar for this ship" She looks down and checks over harself. Her foot is healed, her pants as good as new. "whoa, good drycleaners!"
She listens for a while to the speeches, then the sight of Cozen in a dress reminds her of all the presents she baught for people. Looking for sparky, she's overjoyed to spot their shopping bags stacked in the corner.
"Well, I have rabbits to feed, and a wedding dress to make"
She wanders off, trying to remember where her room is.
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Hodgins: Your robot reminds me of you. You tell it to turn it stops. You tell it to stop it turns. You ask it to take out the garbage it watches reruns of Firefly.
FozzieWash, You know what I always say: sometimes you're the windshield, sometimes you're the bug!
KermieMal, I never Know what the heck you're talking about.
FozzieWash, Hey, look! They're sending us free lumber!
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On the Dagger:
"Umm, Safe? Where'd the Sereni-Tree go?" Grunt says looking up from his nav-comp.
"I have no idea..." Safe says looking puzzled. "What's the status of the ISSCV?"
"She appears to be drifting empty."
"Put a grappler on it. We can still use it. No sense leaving it here." Safe says, still confused and a little put out.
"Set course for these co-ordinates. Lets see if we can find Jenning's brother CastIronJack."
"What about the Tree Safe?" Bear asks.
"I was planning on looking for Jack anyway." Safe sighs, "Would've liked to have said goodbye to some...especially the little ones." Safe says softly. Then louder "Soul will know how to get in contact if he needs us."
"Course set." Grunt informs.
"Hit it Bear, time's a wastin'" Safe says then turns and looks out the window. "'Til we meet again...."
The Dagger's big engines power up and for a moment it seems to hang in time and space, then it's gone.
Safeat2nd, Chief Handyman of Destiny
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(ooc - ok, if we're making decisions that quickly)
A moment later Seryn returns to the common room.
Safe wasn't back.
Did that mean the transport was abandoned? What just happened?
She checks around the room, but is unable to see who is there and who isn't.
She runs to the nearest observation window. They're in a completely different set of stars! She looks about franticly for the Dagger or the transport. Then gasps as she notices the fluctuating gossamer walls of the channel they are travelling in.
She runs to her room, shoving everything, bedding shopping, clothing and all, into her bag, except the rabbits, who she carefully places in their carrier. Then she runs to the fighter. She's scratched up, but show no damage other than that.
Jumping in she rushes the checks, straps the carrier down and buckles in, and is out of the Tree before tha bay doors even open fully. She thinks about Jade and SR, then realises they'll sort them selves out. She flicks on the comm link to Serenity, "I'll see you soon sweetie, I'll post you your dress!"
The Nandi speeds through the wormhole, or whatever it is, and emerges in the space around Commerce. The transport is still there, listing to one side slightly, beyond it almost out of view is the Dagger.
She watches as the Dagger sends out grapplers to snare the drifting transport. Quick as she can she flys at the larger ship attatching the fighter to its hull. Then tucks her head between her knees and hopes to god that she survives 'till the Dagger reaches its destination.
Wherever that may be.
(Ooc - ok, so I've no idea what I just said, but hey. Safe! Fancy a new crew member? Doesn't pretend to know anything, but has own ship!)
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Hodgins: Your robot reminds me of you. You tell it to turn it stops. You tell it to stop it turns. You ask it to take out the garbage it watches reruns of Firefly.
FozzieWash, You know what I always say: sometimes you're the windshield, sometimes you're the bug!
KermieMal, I never Know what the heck you're talking about.
FozzieWash, Hey, look! They're sending us free lumber!
http://www.myspace.com/seryndippyt
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OOC: Am I sensing a spin-off thread emerging?
It's true, choclate jaccuzzis and fun hijinks doesn't seem to mix with death and destruction. I'd much prefer the latter though. Maybe there could be two different threads - maybe set on the same ship/part of the verse, only one more fun-based, the other more dark-adventure
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