RE: [JMC_Blue_Dwarf] Re: Eh? What\'s this then?
Justin Pancake and Kara McGellen
Outside Enviromental Control Room
"Not quite sure. They sure as hell ain't mine. Bugger! And I'm smegging soft-light! I am going to beat the shit out of the person who is most likely responsible for this when I find them." Kara declared as she grinded her fist into the wall. "Why would you have other memories in your head? Why not your own?" Justin asked. "Wish I knew, ship probably crashed or something; not a bit surprised about that." Kara replied as she rolled her eyes. The strange person suddenly whipped his hand through her once more and smiled. "Do you feel it when I do that?" He asked. Kara glared at him and attempted to smack him and let out a small gasp when he hand passed through his head. "Nice!" He smiled. Kara let out a sigh of frustration and rubbed her head. "I am going to...murder you." She snarled.
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> To: JMC_Blue_Dwarf@yahoogroups.com
> From: henry_pote_ma@...
> Date: Wed, 2 Apr 2008 17:28:04 +0000
> Subject: [JMC_Blue_Dwarf] Re: Eh? What's this then?
> > > Justin Pancake and Rosette Lachance
> The Environmental control room
> > "This looks like the perfect place for us to vent that gas from the
> ship." Said Rosetee, looking around at all the controls in the room.
> "It also looks complicated." I said. And I was not lying. There were
> switches and dials, and all sorts of flashing alerty-things. I started
> to feel a sense of panic because I know I wanted to touch all of the
> buttons, but it might result in the certain death of everbody onboard.
> > "Big red... shiny...button." I said and walked over in a daze towards
> one. It looked like it was probably the button that vented the red hot
> toxic exhaust plasma out through the urinals in the vents, thereby
> eroding any weeing person from the waist down. But I coud not resist,
> I wanted to press it.
> "What are you doing? Stop!" Rosette snatched my hand away. It was nice
> to feel her touch me, she was surprisingly soft. She gripped me really
> hard though.
> "Ow!" I said.
> "Don't press anything! Do you know what it does?"
> "No"
> "Than do not press it."
> "Okay"
> I really wanted to. After a few more attempted jabbings at coloured
> buttons, Rosette banished me from the room. I stood outside and
> pretended to guard it. I did not actually know what I would have done
> if a large penis came to attack me. Probably ran away. Unless it was a
> small one. If it were a big stereotypical black man's then I would
> have been fucked (hopefully not literally).
> > Down the corridor i saw a woman stop for a rest. She didnt look
> injured or tired so I wasnt sure why she was resting. Maybe she was
> ill. I walked over to her.
> "You okay?"
> "Em... yes..." The woman said. She was pretty, but did not quite look
> right. The light did not seem to bounce off her correctly.
> "My name is Kara mcgellan." she aid happily and held out a hand. I
> tried to shake it but it went right through.
> "Argh you are a ghost!" I said.
> "No I am a hologram!"
> "A digital ghost!" I said and ran back a few steps.
> "No... well... yes. But don't insult me please."
> "Sorry." I said. I had never met a hologram before. I had always
> assumed they were pretty bitter about being dead.
> "Are you bitter about being dead?" I asked. She shrugged.
> Then she clutched her head and looked in pain.
> "What is wrong?" I asked.
> "These... strange...memories." she said.
> "Oh? What are the memories about?" I asked.
> > Tag Capt. Emerald !
> > --- In JMC_Blue_Dwarf@yahoogroups.com, "Capt. Emerald"
> wrote:
>>
>>
>> Kara McGellen stumbled out of the Holographic Suite confused and
> disoriented. Somehow the full restoration of her programming didn't go
> down so well. Random images and memories flooded through her head.
> Some weren't even her own. "What the smeg is goin' on?" She managed to
> get through her clenched teeth. She tripped and fell onto the cold
> steel floor of the corridor very glad she didn't bruise anymore. Kara
> used to nearby wall to help herself back onto her feet. She leaned
> back and rubbed her aching head. Slowly the images and otherwise
> managed to sort themselves out and she sighed.
>> It had never been so damned hard when she had come back before.
> Something had to be going on. She didn't even get a greeting when she
> materialized. Hopefully she was in hard-light mode. She didn't want to
> have to worry about getting walked through or phasing through some
> sort of furniture. It was just unsettling to be standing in the middle
> of the table or get a scutter through the legs. There was only one
> person who could sort out things for her and explain what the smeg was
> going on...the captain. She straightened out her uniform and took off
> down the corridor. She had to stop for a moments rest as another
> strange memory zipped through her head.
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