OOC ( having terrible internet issue's , have had maintenance done 5 times in the past few months and the problems just getting worse , may not be able to get online for an indefinate ammount of time , apologys , SAdly i see i never got an answer on my previous post ?)
* out of curiousity I was wondering , the bartender and traders name i got from my ships crew manifest , i thought they were just random names but after searching youtube for proper tactical officer skill point settings , i noticed that other players had the exact same bridge officers , not sure if the crew roster would be the same but i think it is ? ( on the first post of this rp i have NPC dossiers i got from my in-game charactors crew )
*Admiral Dmitry Leonov enters the bar. He orders a large Saurian Brandy then heads to the mantle and announces Punday Sunday! "I'll start", he says with a grin.
Humanity had been spreading out thru the galaxy for sometime but had not, as yet, encountered any other sapient lifeforms. Until an expedition to Epsilon Eridani. On a small, rocky but barely habitable planet the initial survey team discovered what appeared to be a giant statue of a humanoid, seated in a lotus position, it's eyes closed. Excited by this historic find they were shocked, when they began their research, to discover that the "statue" seemed to be alive. All instruments and scans showed life signs. Yet over the next 4 months not once was the thing observed to move in any way... neither to eat or drink or relieve itself. Even respiration was almost non-existent. Nothing the research team could do would elicit ANY response from the being.
Finally, in frustration, the lead researcher threw down his equipment and screamed at it, "How could nature POSSIBLY create such a useless thing? That neither eats nor sleeps, neither moves nor responds nor even appears to think at all!?"
Suddenly there was excitement and even panic as the creature seemed to stir. It slowly opened it's eyes and stood. 24 ft. tall it towered over the research team as it seemed to gaze out over the empty plain. After a few moments it spoke with a deep, rumbling voice like thunder... "IT COULDN'T!" It then slowly resumed it's seated position and closed it's eyes once more.
Everyone stood stunned. Suddenly the lead researcher slapped himself in the forehead and exclaimed, "Of COURSE! Why didn't I see this before?...
... It only stands to reason!"
*STO* Itís mission: To destroy strange new worlds, to seek out new life and new civilizations... and then kill them, to boldly annihilate what no one has annihilated before!
OOC. I did not create the poem im about to use . but going to RP like i did ..lol .
*THAT WAS AMAZING ! , i yelled over the thunderous applaus , lomax sat down and the spot light wandered around the bar and fell on me , i couldve shot Gonzalos or crawled under the table , instead I elected to stand and contribute to this Punday Sunday event , the crowd got quite and eager with suspence for the ship wreck that was prolly evidently about to happen , 'except for a row of klingon's who were sitted to bar that started chanting and cheering each other in some lore & slamming their mug's together and then after a few verse's even they focused on me and one of them said " hurry up human ..dont disapoint us " then he growled and they started hitting each other ..knocking one for a back flip off his stool ' , with that i dug deep and thought of all the great puns ive certainly read or heard in my life time .. and for some odd reason I remembered this poem , i started grinning and lauphing as i finished off my drink then recited it to my new audiance *
A Garden More Than Odd
Mary Merksam Maxim Dodd
has a garden more than odd.
She thinks it just a handsome treat
to grow a prickly row of feet.
The next row, shock, to your surprise
is tender shoots of long-lashed eyes.
It won't at all allay your fears
to see her row of hairy ears.
And right next to her prize won roses
is a row of sneezing noses.
She sprinkles antihistamine
and wipes the noses dry and clean.
Her favorite row, of few demands
is one made up of waving hands.
How does she tend her garden patch?
She enters quick, and draws the latch.
She feeds her "plants" some roast beef lean,
potatoes, mashed, and lima beans.
She grinds it with her handheld mixer,
makes a helpful "plant" elixir.
But I've often heard her gripe,
"What will I do, when they come ripe?"
As some will run off in the breeze,
and some will snap and some will sneeze.
But some will see her hopeful face,
and to her joy, will stay in place.
I walk into the bar just as Jaj finishes his poetry recital, giving him a grin and a nod I take a seat at the table and order a steaming mug of tea and pull out my PADD. Taking a large gulp and grimacing slightly as the hot but sweet liquid burns my throat I close my eyes and rub the bridge of my nose before scrolling through the latest crew reports.
"I hate this job sometimes" I mutter under my breath. Not only do I lose my two best diplomats to the Aldebaran conference but I have to send a security detail off to escort the Paradan ambassador to DS9. I have the Andorian Cultural exchange students to deal with and I've got good people in sickbay thanks to that skirmish with the Gorn near starbase 24. when will it end?! Just at that moment my combadge chirps =/\= "Admiral Frost? Mirra here, you have a subspace message from Admiral T'nae. Shall I patch it through to your PADD?" =/\=
=/\= "Why do I get the feeling I'm not going to like this... No Commander it's fine I'll take it back on the Thunder, give me two minutes to use the shuttle though, I don't want the holosuites creating any Ferengi love slaves..." =/\=
Getting up slowly I nod to the other patrons and walk nonchalantly towards the shuttle bay. Admiral T'nae be damned.
Walking through the main doors into the bar I head straight for the comfy seats in the corner and sit heavily. Laying my head on the table I close my eyes for a second before shaking myself off, stretching and pulling out my PADD. After ordering a tea I scroll through the 20 odd duty officer assignments making notes to chase up my science officer about crew evaluations for the Geological team. After finishing up the reports I decide to take a look into the progress of construction for the new fleet base in the Eta Eridani sector. screw it, I'll just go visit myself and see what's going on... after a nap. Pushing the PADD away I rest my head back on the table and proceed to dose off......