Re: New Headquarters

OOC: Wah! I wait twelve hours and suddenly I've missed what seems
like twelve year's worth of information! Ah well...
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Keto stared as McKenzie fell to the ground, murmuring "Champagne".
Keot frowned and looked at the bottle in his hand.
"No, it's ointment #7132," he said, but then blinked as he realised
that a crewman was apparently having a nervous breakdown in his
medical bay.
"This is a case for ointment 217!" he cried, and grabbed another
bottle from a shelf.
Stewie McKenzie awoke to find his face covered with Bonjella Gum
Ointment(!), and Keto standing over him with a pleased expression.
"Ah, the treatment worked!" he said happily, and immediately
sprayed McKenzie with a burst of freezing cold water, washing the
ointment from his face and sending him spluttering from the medical
bay.
"Now," said Keto, replacing the water tube, "To find Shakespeare..."
Sealing the medical bay behind him, he walked off.
It was as Keto was walking past the crew quarters that he heard it.
"MMphg!"
"Who said that?" asked Keto, glancing around. Nobody else was in
the corridor.
"Helpfm me!"
Keto opened the door nearest him and peered inside. Standing
trapped there, covered in glue, was Joe Schweeble. His eyes rolled
to look at the doctor as he entered the room, looking stunned.
"My God!" he hissed, "An extreme case of glue metamorphosis!"
"Nngh! Nngh!" cried Joe, trying to shake his head violently. Keto
ignored him.
"This is one of the rarest cases I have ever seen! Your entire
body has turned to glue!"
"NNGH!"
"I must go and get my ointment!" said Keto worriedly, "Perhaps we
can reverse this without too much damage..."
"NNNNNGH!"
Keto left, the petrified Schweeble wondering how the hell he could
get away before Keto did something Joe might regret...
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OOC - anybody care to help Joe, or are you going to leave him to
Keto's quite probably dangerous treatments? :)