Did you see that?
*trekkin' and Ivan quietly walk through the room. It is dark, but the essentials have made it through the transdimensional -thingamajiggie… Bar, pool table, couches, alligator…*
I have to find Pink2…he should be here somewhere. This is really creepy.
*trekkin' walks past a large oil painting of a man dressed in a 19th Century, Terran, Captain's uniform. He is rather striking, blonde hair, a beard and a rather stern expression on his face. * Did you feel that? A cold spot….right here…I have goosebumps, look.
*A shadow runs across the wall and disappears. There is random knocking and banging alternately underneath the floor and above the ceiling, trekkin' rubs her eyes, trying to see more clearly. The jukebox suddenly starts blasting music and the lights start flashing. The tricorder in her hand is flashing to the beat.*
Blast! That scared the bejesus out of me. We really need to stop time traveling. I'm not sure I can deal with this.
*A green blob of jello flies past leaving a trail of slime. In the corner trekkin' notices a backpack with a blaster attached to it. *
Ah yes…that proton pack will be handy in case Zuul decides to pop in.
*On the bar a glass flips over and an orange frothy liquid begins to fill up to the rim.*
Well, at least I can get a Fuzzy Malcolm here! Ivan, signal the crew to beam over. It appears that the ship's Ten Forward is functional even if this ship has been floating in space for 100 years.
Edited by trekkin', 22 August 2010 - 12:42 PM.