The Sereni-Tree and the Next Big Thing
POSTED BY: TheRealMe
UPDATED: Saturday, April 7, 2007 04:47
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Okay, Seryn: Miss Mary Mack.
When you say "Miss" you cross your hands on your chest. When you say "Mary", you place your hands on your legs on "Mar" and then clap them together on "ry" and when you say "Mack" you and then clap your partner's hands. You always say the last word three times and you always clap first with the right hands, then your own, then with the left, then both hands. And you just keep the pattern going. Got it?
So, it goes like this:
Miss Mary Mack, Mack, Mack
All dressed in black, black, black
with silver buttons, buttons, buttons
all down her back, back, back
She asked her mother, mother, mother
For fifteen cents, cents, cents
To see the elephants, elephants, elephants
That jump the fence, fence, fence
They jumped so high, high, high
They reached the sky, sky, sky
and they never came back, back, back
'Till the Fourth of July, ly, ly
And, of course, you do this over and over getting faster and faster until you end up hitting each other or falling over. Like your Hi Lo one.
I was great at these clapping games when I was little. I knew one that you had to clap up and down and do all sorts of crazy twisty things, but I can't remember it now.
Serenity,
President of The Juggled Gosling Chatroom
Bride8
Wielder of the Magic Frying Pan of Sleep
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Serenity, when you talked about "Miss Mary Mack" the first thing that came to mind was a song by Great Big Sea called Mari-Mac.
Here are the lyrics if you're interested.
GREAT BIG SEA LYRICS
"Mari-Mac"
There's a neat little lass and her name is Mari Mac
Make no mistake, she's the girl I'm gonna track
Lot of other fellas try to get her on her back
But I'm thinking that they'll have to get up early
[Chorus:]
Mari Mac's mother's making Mari Mac marry me
My mother's making me marry Mari Mac
Well I'm going to marry Mari for when Mari's taking care of me
We'll all be feeling merry when I marry Mari Mac
Now Mari and her mother are an awful lot together
In fact you hardly see the one without the other
And people often wonder if it's Mari or her mother
Or both of them together I am courting
[Chorus:]
Well up among the heather in the hills of Bonifee
Well I had a bonnie lass sitting on me knee
A bumble bee stung me right above me knee
Up among the heather in the hills of Benifee
[Chorus:]
Well I said "Wee bonnie lassie, where you going to spend the day?"
She said "Among the heather in the hills of Benifee"
Where all the boys and girls are making out so free
Up among the heather in the hills of Benifee
[Chorus:]
The wedding's on Wednesday, everything's arranged
Soon her name will be changed to mine unless her mind be changed
And making the arrangements, I'm feeling quite deranged
Marriage is an awful undertaking
[Chorus:]
Sure to be a grand affair, grander than a fair
Going to be a fork and plate for every man that's there
And I'll be a bugger if I don't get my share
If I don't we'll be very much mistaken
[Chorus:]
There's a neat little lass and her name is Mari Mac
Make no mistake, she's the girl I'm gonna track
Lot of other fellas try to get up on her back
I'm thinking that they'll have to get up early
[Chorus:]
It's a real tongue twister to sing at the speeds GBS sing it at.
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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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That's a very funny tongue twister song, Safe! And it made me think of my favourite tongue twister song, by Trout Fishing in America! It's called "What I Want is Proper Cup of Coffee" and I sing it a lot in the mornings.
A Sultan sat on his oriental mat
In his harem in downtown Persia.
He took a sip of coffee, just a drip,
And he said to his servant Kersia,
"Aw curse ya', curse ya', curse ya',
That's the worst cup of coffee in Persia!" 'cause
Chorus:
All I want is a proper cup of coffee
Made in a proper copper coffee pot.
I may be off my dot,
But I want a proper coffee in a proper copper pot.
Iron coffee pots and tin coffee pots, they are no use to me.
If I can't have a proper cup of coffee
In a proper copper coffee pot,
I'll have a cup of tea.
In days of old, when knights and men were bold,
And whiskey was much cheaper.
Ben Turpin rode to a coffee shop
And showed his pistols to the keeper
He said, "Stand and deliver!
Can't you see that I'm all a quiver?" 'cause
Chorus
When Bonaparte found that he was in the cart
And he lost that Waterloo fight.
He gave his sword to Wellington, my Lord, and he said,
"Those British can't half fight.
Now you've had your Waterloo, sir, tell me what
Am I having with you, sir?" 'cause
Chorus (with silly French accent)
Now King Solomon and his queen would carry on,
So we heard in the ancient scandals.
He bought her lots of silver coffee pots
With diamond legs and handles.
And said the queen of Sheeba,
"I'd rather have any old tea bag," 'cause
Chorus
Chorus (fast)
Chorus (really fast)
Serenity,
Singer of Silly Songs, Temporary Thread Hijacker (Someone's got to do it while Malicious isn't around.)
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*strides over to BC07 and BlueFishie*
What on earth... you - you're supposed to be recuperating. And you... you shouldn't be in a pool of blood. Hold still while I scan you.
Ick. Okay, let me just apply some medical training here... and done. Now, back to bed for goodness sake. We have a strict no dying rule here.
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"yeah yeah, no dieing, I got it... *yawns* Do I really have to stay in there?? I'm all stitched up, and I'm feeling fine again..."
*wanders off to his bunk while muttering about getting fussed over when he is, infact, FINE!*
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Quote:
Originally posted by BrownCoat2007:
After takeing a long, hot shower and changeing into some clean clothes, BC'07 makes his way to the bridge and looks over the co-ords input into the jump station... looking again, he sees his eyes weren't deceving him and punches the overhead com unit on the consoule next to the jump point
"BC'07 to... EVERYBODY!!! I need to call a meeting right now about where we're headed... FemaleReaver screwed us but GOOD..."
gets off the com unit and begins to pace like a caged panther...
oh hell we are SCREWED... I can't belive even someone like the female reaver would send us there...
TheRealMe reaches the bridge in a rush to find BC07 still pacing. “What are you talking about, BrownCoat2007? FemaleReaver plotted a course, put the ship into hyperspace, then erased the data record. I looked! There was nothing left of…” TheRealMe examines the console. “Hmmm… She must have set some process on a timer to display this information when we were near the end of the Jump.” TheRealMe shudders at whatever caused BC07 to shudder.
TheRealMe, Captain of the Sereni-Tree
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Hours later...
*finally breaks free of the awful scary helmet
Phew! Ewww now I'm all sticky with yellow goo. I think I'll take a dip in the pool to get it all off (cause I'm too lazy to go all the way back to my room). Care to join me?
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"Well, sir, don't know if ya wanna keep this on the down low, or let everyone know but... she plotted a course into a... precursery experemint to the Pax... a whole gorram Pilgram jump point turned Reaver overnight... they disabled the transports on the station so that they had no where to go, gave them a sense of community, this bunch, and made 'em so they can starve, just not to death... had the bright idea of just leaving them out there, middle of no-where in space, a whole gorram moons worth or more of Reavers, starving and un-able to die from it... just sitting there waiting... drove them right crazy I would wager, that is, if a Reaver could become more crazed... Also, I don't think FemaleReaver wanted to give us the option of escape... I took the liberty of doing a bit of back hacking on her time release seal... seems she found it a good idea to wire the warp engine to short out after we had reached the spot... has a few other things set to blow as well... external defences, weapons, all engines... basically all we'll have is life and the ship itself, and a moons or more worth of food crazed Reavers... that she oh so thoughtfully got us to have a docking sequence with right after leaving hyper-space... before putting lockdowns on, well, all of her "modifications" of the 'Tree, meaning, if we try and shut it down manually, we'll be just as humped as if we were to get to our intended destination... probably more so, seeing as we could eather explode in hyper or just drift out there forever... in between shifts so as to never be found... *starts his rant while continuing to pace* On a... "less likely to die," note, I'm already nearly fully healed, also, my little... accident seems to have affected me... useually I have to get angry to tap into my powers, well, the almost dieing in 'em caused my body to belive that my senses were that good to begin with *finally turns to TRM and looks him in the eyes, showing off the golden halo around his pupils and the golden flecks in his normally dark brown eyes* It's not nearly as powerful, but it DOES give a slight increase in speed, endurance, strength, sight, smell, and hearing... haven't bothered to check if it will still go up as much as before when angry... but hey, I'm not complaining *tries to give a weak grin*"
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*stands, in clean clothes, in a corridor somewhere on the ship, rocking back and forth on her feet*
"I'm hungry...and the drawn food doesn't taste as good as stuff actually cooked...now how do I get to the kitchen...if there is one..."
*yawns, still unwilling to move much*
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TheRealMe gravely considers BrownCoat2007’s discovery. So, it seems that shortly after dropping out of hyperspace at our destination, ship defenses and engines would be shorted out, after docking with a Reaver-filled planetoid. This could not be allowed to happen, especially since the crew of Sereni-Tree has been under pretty constant peril for the last six or eight threads, ever since the time of the Second Gala Pageant. The war between the Immortals and the Octagonal Order, Mai-quest3, the return of FemaleReaver… Too much peril! Some breathing time is essential.
He brings in ScorpionRegent, Jet, Wisp, TheGreyJedi (if he is still around) and anyone else who has demonstrated significant technical expertise. Various options and ideas are discussed (and please do so in succeeding posts!).
TheRealMe spends a lot of time on the bridge, working at a console there, modeling possible outcomes and attempting to undo FemaleReaver’s sabotage, with only partial success.
Suddenly, TheRealMe smiles, and glances up. “Ah ha! I got it! The damage from the sabotage only occurs AFTER we drop out of hyperspace! Hmmm… Well, without Static, Ath, or Bride5 available, I suppose that we don’t have a dedicated pilot.” TheRealMe climbs up from the bridge level into the pilot dome and squeezes himself into the cockpit. All around him is an unobstructed view of the raw, swirling, mind-bending un-reality that is hyperspace. He tries not to look at it. He touches a few controls on the pilot’s console and many displays come to life. He activates communications. Then he grabs the control grips on either side of the chair.
“Bride4? This is Me. Are you still in Engineering?”
“Jet here. Yes, I am.”
“I’d like to bring the main maneuver drive online. Push it up to maximum thrust. That’s what, 20, 30 gees?”
Jet sounds dubious. “But we’re still in hyperspace. That won’t change our course or anything. It can only impart a velocity to the ship with respect to normal space.”
“Yes. And so, if we run the maneuver drive now for a day or so, when we finally do drop back into normal space…”
“We’ll appear, from nowhere, with our velocity conserved. Suddenly, the ship will be moving at a hell of a clip. Even if those engines are disabled at drop-out. Smart.”
“Right. If anyone is waiting for us, maybe we’ll be too fast to be caught. Also, just before we drop out of hyperspace, I plan to kill the engines and activate the ship’s S.E.P device that Jadehand installed long ago. It is not in the original blueprints. I traced some control lines and couldn’t find a problem. I think that FemaleReaver missed it.”
Jet ponders this. “So we’ll drop out of hyperspace and instantly shoot off in some direction, with no engine output to track, AND covered by a Somebody Else’s Problem field? Nobody could stop us, and probably nobody would even see us. There’s a problem, though. If we drop out and our velocity vector just happens to be pointing toward any sizeable object, like say a planet, we’ll be squashed.”
TheRealMe shrugs. “True. I think that is a small chance.”
Jet does not respond.
TheRealMe continues. “But that will probably give us the time we need to get us ready for another Jump, possibly including undoing sabotage and repairing any damage that occurs. Then we can go somewhere of OUR choosing.”
“Course?”
He scratches his chin. “Hmmm… I don’t know. Maybe back to Zanzibar. ScorpionRegent had something he wanted to do there. Or maybe we can go back to Earth-That-Still-Is. We’re coming up on our third anniversary near the end of May, and it’s traditional to go home and have a party.” He sighs wistfully. “I could stand to relax among dandelions, again. But first things first! We have to get the Jump Drive operational. We might need replacement parts. We might need somebody to head off in our shuttles to get these parts.”
Jet seems incredulous. “From the Reavers?”
TheRe
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