The Sereni-Tree and the Next Big Thing
POSTED BY: TheRealMe
UPDATED: Saturday, April 7, 2007 04:47
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Originally posted by ScorpionRegent:
"What does a single reaver do once it has a whole ship full of people? Bring home the bacon. She's taking us to what she considers to be home, though for us it may be the ninth gate of hell."
Wow! That's even creepier than CallMeChucky!
OOC: I thought that one up at work and it's been festering in my brain all day. HAHAHA! HAHAHA! HAHAHA! Mine is an evil laugh!
Scorpion Regent
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*feels lonely without her fishies, and starts following her line on the wall back to the pool and aquarium room to fetch some*
"They're probably hungry by now..."
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Quote:"You're not my Mummy!" Citizen exclaimed as he dropped in a tangle with the helmeted figure. "Didn't you see me? Oh I guess not, I see what the problem is, you're wearing a helmet over your eyes, did you know that?" Citizen scrambled to a crouch. "If you wear it like that you can't see you see." He tried pulling at the helmet, it didn't move.
Originally posted by mai:
*She walks straight into someone, busy yelling about missing their mummy, and knocks them both to the ground.
"Of course it helps if the helmets not stuck." He added. He started searching his pockets for something before pulling a tube of yellow paste and a tube of green liquid from his jacket. "Right this should work, this is lubricant, very useful in such circumstances, and this stuff'll crack that helmet in two nicely."
Citizen leaned over and started applying the yellow paste to the outside of the helmet. "Hold still, don't want to have this stuff go off on you."
More insane ramblings by the people who brought you beeeer milkshakes!
No one can see their reflection in running water. It is only in still water that we can see.
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TheRealMe looks concerned. "Ah, look BrownCoat2007... We can't have you going all berserker on us. What can we do to help you?"
"Oh, don't worry TRM... only one person on this boats gotta worry, and its that reaver chick..."
Looking closely at BC's eyes, one would see a difference between the first time he went berserk and this time, namely that his dialated pupils are now surrounded by a golden color in the whites of his eyes.
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TheRealMe blinks as he sees the large, naked man in the locker room. “Sir Kei? Is that you? I’m TheRealMe. We met in a village inn back on Zanzibar. Welcome to the Sereni-Tree and… ummmm… can we get you anything? Like, uh, maybe some pants?”
"Friend ME!!! Tis good to see you again!" Sir Kei's face lights up. "Alas, I have been attempting to 'call' my armour but to no avail. What is this strange metal place? Is friend Scorpion about? I brought him some..." Sir Kei reaches for his non-exsistant pocket.
"Umm... Ahem. Sir Kei when I said you had no clothes, I didn't mean you were just missing your armour. You're bleeding. Do you need medical assistance?" TRM asks.
"Tis but a scratch." Sir Kei says, pulling the broken blade out of his shoulder and tossing it on the ground. "Do all your women folk greet knights in this manner?"
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"Got a headful of lightning
And a heart full of rain
And I know that I said
I'd never do it again
Oh and I love you sweet baby but I always take the long way home."
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TheRealMe addresses Kei, "No, Sir Kei, it is most likely that you had a run-in with our enemy, who is stalking us here. Oh, and this place is our ship, Sereni-Tree. But it is not a ship that sails over the seas; it is a ship that sails between the stars. And... uh... there's no air outside. We have to bring that with us."
He turns to BC07, "And you say that FemaleReaver emits phermones, the lingering trace of which nearly Reaverizes you when you contact them? And you propose to track her by scent? No, I don't think so. I will not have TWO Reavers being the best-armed people on this ship. Stand down, mister, until WE have some way to control you or curb your violent moods! I'll forgive this incident, because you are new and nobody got hurt. But if you ever go wild and harm a member of this ship's company, I'll have you tossed out an air lock, hyperspace or no."
TheRealMe's com-link beeps. "Huh. I have a message waiting for me in my office. Excuse me. I need to see who this is. It might be HER."
TheRealMe, Captain of the Sereni-Tree
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Don't worry, SR. Seryn and Finn are with Seraphina and me. We're in my quarters, behind locked and sealed doors. We're both armed and, as you know, we are quite capable of taking care of ourselves. We're just having a bit of a play date, out of harm's way.
We hope.
Serenity,
President of The Juggled Gosling Chatroom
Bride8
Wielder of the Magic Frying Pan of Sleep
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TheRealMe sits at his desk in his office, tapping a pen against its smooth surface. “Computer, replay the last message again.”
How long had it been since TheRealMe talked to River-clone? Not in a long time. Too long, perhaps not since Washie vanished. Washie…
River-clone’s face re-appears on the screen. She looks sad, but determined. “A spider weaves its web. Traps us. Traps us all. Fear. Terror. Hate. It feeds on these. Grows stronger. Bolder. Sucks it into itself as it stalks us. It won’t kill us, not yet. It’s having too much fun. A feast of terror. Spiders have many eyes. Many eyes to watch us!” A tear begins to work its way down her face and she nods. “I’m going now. Yes. Got to go. It is coming for me.”
The screen goes dark as the message ends. Then there is a buzz at the door and Soul enters, carrying a bowl. He carefully places it on TheRealMe’s desk.
TheRealMe stares down at the bowl. It is full of dust. He looks up at Soul. “Clone dust? Did River-clone spontaneously dissolve like the rest of them? We’ve seen clones dissolve before. But that would be an amazing coincidence for it to happen now. Or is that what is left if a clone is killed, too?”
“Unknown,” Soul answers quietly. “For all I know she took up smoking and got messy with the ashes. But this is what my people found in River-clone’s room. Dust, but no River-clone.”
“And PsychicRiver?”
Soul places a com-link on the desk. “Here is his assigned com-link, but there was no sign of him.”
TheRealMe ponders this. “So he got taken by FemaleRiver? Kidnapped again? Or did he slip off the ship like he used to?”
“Unknown. But there are no records of anyone leaving in one of the pods or shuttles before the Jump, or since.”
“So this means that every reliable mind-reader that we have is gone?”
“Pretty much.”
“I should have seen this coming. We could have tracked her down with a mind-reader, through any disguise.”
There is a beep. “Jet here. You were right. There are signs of a tap into our information network at three places. But I won’t be able to sort them out unless I go to each site personally.”
“Negative, Bride4. Do not leave Main Engineering. Keep it shut tight. If FemaleReaver gets in there, she could blow up the engines or kill life support or trap us in hyperspace forever!”
“Well, okay, but based on what the DRD readings tell me, she can use these taps to view just about anything from any camera on the ship. Read our e-mails. Things like that. At least when the DRDs get back, I’ll be able to…”
“Negative, Bride4. Do not allow the DRDs to return to Main Engineering. She could follow them inside.”
Jet seems annoyed. “Whatever! Paranoid enough?”
TheRealMe gives a grim smile as he signs off. “No, not nearly enough.”
Mostly to himself, TheRealMe mutters, "And we don't even know if this River-clone message might be a fabrication, a diversion."
“When will we drop out of hyperspace?” Soul asks.
TheRealMe shrugs. “About a week. Whatever FemaleReaver’s plan is, she knows that she has to be finished by then, or I will find her with my dimensional portals.”
“Unless she takes you out before then.”
“Or unless the place we’re headed is more dangerous than she is, and we have more than her to worry about. Have you checked on Bride1’s room, yet? Nobody has seen her in a while.”
Soul places another com-link on the desk. “Yeah, I checked Ace’s room, too. Empty.”
"Okay, without mind-readers, do we dare to use BrownCoat07's nose to track her down?"
"So, would you really have spaced him... into hyperspace?"
"Aw, you know what a softie I am. Probably not. But I would have had him locked up, for his safety and ours. She's probably lying in wait for a driect attack, with all the weapons in your arsenal."
TheRealMe, Captain of the Sereni-Tree
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As they work on the helmet, Citizen and Mai hear something coming from around a bend in the corridor.
"Run run run run run!"
Soon, a large white furry mass slams into them, sending everyone sprawling. It is one of the Yeti. The Yeti slips, falls, and bangs its head against the deck, rendering it unconscious. In its arms, the Yeti is holding a baby Yeti that begins to cry.
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As Bluefishie follows her marker line back the way she came, she meets a bug-shaped robot about the size of a large dog. It is using fluffy spinning disks to buff off and clean up the line she was following!
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