The Sereni-Tree: Newcomers and Oldtimers
POSTED BY: TheRealMe
UPDATED: Friday, August 15, 2008 10:18
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Ooo, I think the pink stuff is really good. Or turns you into a monster. I forget. It's basically a 50/50 shot anyway.
*selects mint choc chip then complains about all the little brown bits in it*
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Wait- if the pink stuff does turn you into a monster, what would happen if a monster ate it?
*leopardflan decides to be on the safe side, and piles up scoops of every flavor she recognizes -and likes- into a huge bowl*
*starts eating* Yum...
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98% of teens have smoked pot, if you are one of the 2% that haven't, copy this into your signature.
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Leopardflan notices that one particular purple-colored ice cream tastes like Leopardflan's favorite taste, whatever that may be.
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In TheRealMe’s private quarters, a robot retracts numerous sharp implements back into its arms. Shining surfaces move and form themselves back into hands. “All done, sir.”
TheRealMe stares into a mirror at his new haircut and beard trim. “Excellent! Thank you, Sparky.”
“Do you require any further assistance?”
TheRealMe reaches for the tuxedo draped across his bed. “No, Sparky, I’ll be fine.”
Meanwhile, in the Sereni-Tree’s common room, a number of the ship’s inhabitants are gathering, all dressed in their finest.
Tall and stately Trey, in a black dress that has some slink to it, smiles down at the newly arrived Jet. “Why Jet, honey! You are beautiful! You should come up from Main Engineering more often!”
The small woman smiles self-consciously back at her friend. “I guess I turn out okay once I get the grease and grime cleaned off.” Jet is clearly uncomfortable in her evening gown as she fidgets with her glasses and her hair.
Nearby, Bride7 scowls. “Well, you LOOK okay. But do you know how to act?”
Jet gulps.
Bride7 leans closer. “I mean, have you EVER been to a formal event before?”
Jet blushes as she stares at her toes.
“Or ANY sort of party?”
Bobby Sue smacks Bride7. “Shut up! Don’t be such a meanie!”
Bride7 rubs her shoulder. “Or what, you empty-headed Barbie doll? Or you’ll threaten to shoot me again?”
“Huh!” Bobby Sue turns away in a huff, sending her long curly blonde hair dancing. She is still clutching the urn containing the ashes of her beloved Jayne-clone2. Bobby Sue is wearing her favorite dress, a frilly, lacy, pink thing that is not entirely easy to maneuver in, as she discovers after her quick movement.
“Graceful,” Bride7 smirks as Bobby Sue teeters precariously.
“Am I on time?” The glamorous Quincey glides forward in a short red dress that looks like it was painted on. She is using a practiced walk carefully designed to display her exceptional assets to their maximum effect. Her long straight black hair shines and shimmers as she moves.
“Hmmm,” Bride7 mutters as she examines the new arrival. “I guess she plans to make a couple of extra bucks on the side.”
“Yes, Bride5, you are right on time!” TheRealMe walks in from the West Wing, dressed in his tux. He touches a lapel pin in the shape of the Sereni-Tree’s flag. His voice echoes throughout the ship. “All hands, this is Me. A group of us are about to depart to the space ark Persepolis 8 in order to celebrate the Sereni-Tree’s fourth anniversary! Everyone is invited to this event. Mai? Have you and Bluefishie got the Potter clones dressed yet? Jake7? Doctor SimonWho? Are you coming? Leopardflan, Oram, Mobbex, and any other new crew are invited as well, of course!”
TheRealMe deactivates his com-link and walks across the common room to a table by the bar. “WeirdGirl?,” he says to the Hand. Would you like to join us?” He turns to face the blonde woman still nursing her latest drink. Bride1? You would be welcome, as well.”
Ace tosses back her drink, downs it, and slams the empty glass on the table before her. “No, I’ll just stay here.” There are whirring sounds as she flexes the fingers in her prosthetic hand. The glass shatters and she flinches. “Sorry, Trey!” she calls out. To TheRealMe, she continues, “Maybe I’ll find Deuce and we’ll do some sparring with our katanas. She’s getting to be pretty good in a fight.”
TheRealMe shrugs. “As you wish. Come later if you change your mind.”
Suddenly, an elevator door opens near the bar. A pack of nine-foot tall monsters with white fur walks out. One steps forward. “Ervin come. Ervin come with Yeti. Yeti go to party, too?”
TheRealMe smiles at the Yeti. Each has made some attempt to comb and style their matted fur. Ervin is even wearing the top hat and tie that he used at the last Gala Pageant. “Certainly! Everyone is welcome.”
TheRealMe turns and makes his way back to the center of the common room, leading the Yeti. “Bride4?”
Jet enter
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Holy Cow! Has it been four years already?
Of course I'll be there, TRM!
**jake7 hurriedly showers, does up her hair, and dresses in a flattering (like it would be anything else!) deep blue sparkly gown and carefully puts on her makeup.
She grabs her trusty remote and drops it into her evening bag -- just in case.
She is ready in 45 minutes and meets the group headed by TRM to head to the Ark.**
Ok, I'm ready!
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MAL: Everybody's makin' a fuss.
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"They just float out there, sending out raver breeding parties..."
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Black tie? Oh, I think I might be able to find something suitable in my wardrobe...
And how about a few bottles of champagne from Earth-that-was? I've a splendid Magnum here, from 2267 (a very good year) courtesy of Chateau Picard.
Wait, that's wrong isn't it?
In any case, I'll bring some booze with me. And maybe some jelly too.
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Bobbie Sue giggles. "Oh, Hi, Doctor!" While still holding the urn, she pulls a large handgun from the folds of her voluminous pink dress. "Hey, I have a magnum, too! See?"
Bobbie Sue, Bride6
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TheRealMe smiles and offers his arm to Jake7. "Jake7! I am delighted that you will be joining us. You realize, of course, that of the crew that have posted anything this year, only Ebonezer, Malicious, and ThatWeirdGirl have seniority on you as posters in Thread 1. and they don't seem to be around just now. None of the rest of us who are present even posted in the first two Threads. I assume that you have a speech prepared to kick off the event?"
TheRealMe, Captain of the Sereni-Tree
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LF- Well, I think I know exactly what I'll be wearing... *goes and digs for that one particular dress* Well, it's my only dress, but it's a good one... *leaves the dress on the counter as she takes a hasty shower* *puts the dress on when she gets out and dries herself with a leopard-print towel*
Lf arrives, wearing a slinky halter-top dress, in leopard print, of course. "Do I pass inspection, cap'tn?"
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Stan: LF! Stuffed LF!
Stan: That didn't sound right.. sorry. I'm not some psycho taxidermist serial killer or anything.
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Mai? Have you and Bluefishie got the Potter clones dressed yet?
Yes! All done. Well Almost. For some reason Pete thinks formal wear involves flippers and a scuba mask... I GIVE UP!!!
*gets gussied up in a floaty, sparkly butterfly dress (not real butterflies, mind you, i learned my lesson about that last time.)
*joins the rest of the crew.
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