Shakey say "Sirrah, you dare steal my idea?"

((OOC: many thanks you crazy voters - now I have to pay attention to
this place... *pause* Uhm... I mean, pay MORE attention... yes...
that'll cover things nicely... *pause 2* Oh... stop writing
thoughts... good idea...))
WHO: KBB, Timmy, WD-40, one-fifth of Elwood, and the contents
[ghostly or otherwise] of the computer core
WHERE: Starbusted
WHEN: frankly my dear, I don't have a watch
"Mr Elwood, would you like me to check your cards for you?" WD-40
asked soothingly, looking across from the poker game at the
disembodied skutter-head.
"Hey! Just 'cause I haven't got arms, legs or any chance at moving by
myself doesn't mean I'm helpless!" the droid snapped, rocking his
head from side to side in anger.
There was a moment of silence in the scorched Starbug.
"Soooo... that's a no then?" the mechanoid tentatively queried.
"What are you talking about?! Of course you need to check my cards,
or else the game would end every time we cycle to me!"
"Head's got a point..." Timmy interjected.
"Don't call me Head!" Elwood growled, rocking himself so violently
that he fell off the edge of the table.
"No-bod's got another point..." KBB said; "That's Holly's nickname"
"True..." Timmy replied, watching as WD-40 dipped beneath the table
to retrieve what remained of the skutter.
"Hey WD..." KBB commented as mechanoid stood, holding Elwood's head
in his hand; "You two could pull off a convincing Hamlet"
"Not for me thanks..." Timmy muttered, glancing down at his
cards; "I'm trying to give up smoking"
Those who had eyes rolled them at this point - but then a beeping
sound from the cockpit interrupted the unofficial actors, and the
trio plus 20% went to reply. Holly's balding face greeted them as KBB
flicked the communication system on.
"Alright dudes..." he said with a grin; "How's it hanging?"
"Well..." Timmy said; "KBB needs his jar-fluid changing, Elwood is
sulking, WD is worried about White Wolf, and I'm just peachy... how
are you?"
"Oh you don't need to fret about the Captain... he's here"
"Really?!" WD-40 said, dropping Elwood and barging into the
frame; "Is he okay? Can I see him?"
There was a pause as Holly considered the questions.
"Yes, 'ish, and no... in that order" the AI replied.
"'ish?"
"Yeah... 'ish. It's fair to say that he's not too well right now"
"What's the matter with him?" Timmy asked, squeezing in next to WD.
"He's dead"
"DEAD?!"
"Yes"
"What... White Wolf?"
"Yes"
"White Wolf's dead?"
"Yes"
"The Captain of the recently deceased Blue Dwarf... is deceased
himself?"
"Yup... and he says 'hi' by the way"
<tag-whateverness ... brain... seizing up... cannot write... but...
somehow I can't stop... but... mustn't use up month's supply of
triple dots... ... ... .. darn >