ACRO...In...Spaaaaace! (Non-Canon Silliness)

[Fan]

Toblakai isn't even sure what role he has on the ship... Probably combat and something something.
Or maybe assistant to Reinholdt, the chief weapons person guy.
He goes off to the Weapons Disposal unit to polish something or other.
He uses his bloodoil to polish the guns, this should be interesting.

((Bloodoil sends anyone who ingests it into the equivelant of a barbarian rage, re. DnD. So don't lick the guns))

:cough: In all honesty I had the chief weapons officer role first, Rein, and I are just messing around with the in fighting. Non cannon silly and all.

[dagaarn]

Toblakai looks for Reinholdt, to see if there are any other jobs to do.

[Reinholdt]

Toblakai looks for Reinholdt, to see if there are any other jobs to do.

Reinholdt tosses Toblakai at Fan because he's busy giving himself a tongue bath.
"Ask him."

[VampireRot]

Tongue bath?! Oh no no, totally unsanitary. Rot mops Reinholdt clean. Sparkly clean to be exact.

[dagaarn]

Toblakai goes to Fan, Assistant Weapons Assister, Toblakai, reporting in. Any jobs, sir?

[Fan]

"Just go and show those red shirts how to aim, and the concept of hitting things. Might be enough to make them count in a fight as much as a mewling toddler if we're lucky."

[dagaarn]

Yessir!
Truth be told, Toblakai has never used a gun before, having always preferred his swords.
However, this doesnt stop him and he is quickly directing the red shirts in formations that create the least disturbance in movement when they're lying dead on the ground. He also manages to increase they're aiming abilities, so they might be able to kill an enemy or two before they go down.

Toblakai pauses at this, then hurries off to find Fan or some other commander-figure.
...Umm...who -are- our enemies...?

[Fan]

"Who ever the Captian wants dead. So act like a captian and tell them to kill the targets. Gets their response time up."

[VampireRot]

"You should instruct them to bath in BBQ sauce daily. Then there is more appeal for the monsters to eat them."

[dagaarn]

It's as high as it can go at this point sir! They need another three levels before they can put more ranks into Sharp Shooting.
Toblakai scratches his head.
Sir? Why don't they have any levels in Health and Survival? Surely that would help...

And to VRot;
There already is a tad of BBQ sauce in their morning bath lotion, along with tabasco and deep heat cream.

[VampireRot]

"BbbbbbbbbbBbbbbbbbbbQqqqqqqqqqqq!"

[Vespe Ratavo]

Vespe suddenly snaps awake. Eh-whoz-I wasn't asleep! Not me! He stands up. All right, come on, me, Mr. Kaer, Mr. Amakirr, Mr. Kitty, Mr. Luceti, and whoever else wants to boldly go. He starts walking towards the transporter room.

[Kaelaroth]

And the heavily pregnant Miss Uhura-Lewis follows him to the transporters, whistling.

[Reinholdt]

Reinholdt boldly goes to the transporters and works very, very hard to stay still during transportation.

You know how hard it is to stay still?

[Fredthefighter]

Jeremy the little ball of green fuzz also goes to the transporters. It looks hungrily at Reinholdt.

[Reinholdt]

Reinholdt glares at Jeremy and hisses.

*hissssssss*

[Fredthefighter]

Jeremy doesn't make sounds. He just licks his lips with a long sharp-looking tongue. He also bares some very sharp teeth.

[VampireRot]

Another Rot walks up to the teleporter, followed by 5 redshirts. I say another Rot because there are two of the janitors in the room. They salute each other before the one with the redshirts goes into the teleporter. The Space-Janitor staying behind starts cleaning up.


What? I didn't mention epic-level Space-Janitors have cleaning clones, can teleport to any mess on their ship, and can read dirty thoughts? Well now you know.

[Saurous]

Vespe suddenly snaps awake. Eh-whoz-I wasn't asleep! Not me! He stands up. All right, come on, me, Mr. Kaer, Mr. Amakirr, Mr. Kitty, Mr. Luceti, and whoever else wants to boldly go. He starts walking towards the transporter room.

Mr. Kaer is currently incapacitated. However, seeing as how those who don't listen to the captain's orders always seem to meet the business end of a phaser at some point, the poor scientist desperately attempts to pull his horribly burnt carcass after Captain Ratavo.

[VampireRot]

Rot helpfully drags Sauros into the teleporter. And by "helpfully drags", I mean he punts him. Bye bye, and stop getting burnt flesh all over the floor!

[billtodamax]

"Good luck to you, sir!" Shouts Bill, as he beams them up down.

[Ashen Lilies]

Ensign Luceti is transported, glaring at the so called 'Red Shirts' on the way down. See, these guys were totally missing the point! The whole point of a Red Shirt was to be introduced, then be brutally murdered to show how much danger the main cast was in. These Red Shirts didn't even have names! How can you introduce himself if you don't have a name! You, are simply nameless mooks, to be thrown in spades against the enemy.
This is what would be going through Ensign Luceti's head, but unfortunately it's a bit preoccupied with putting itself together the right way around. Damn Transporters and their uncanny ability to malfunction.

Ensign Luceti leaps up to Vespe, getting there before the 5 nameless mooks can.
"We have successfully transported down to the planet Captain!"

[Fredthefighter]

Jeremy was also teleported.
Meep?

[billtodamax]

Alright Cap'n, You're on your own from her, I'm taking the ship for a joy ride! Says Bill, running up to sit in the captain's chair.

[Ashen Lilies]

Krisaru spins around to face Billy.
"Where to, leader guy?"

[billtodamax]

Left! Always head left! Yelled Bill, retaining the scottish accent. Which means that we go... Into the planet! Full speed ahead, Mister Krisaru.

[Ashen Lilies]

And then they warped into the planet.
...
RESET BUTTON!
*presses*

[Fredthefighter]

And a ball of blue fuzz appears on board, it looks exactly like Jeremy, except this one is called Jerome.... and it's blue.
Meep?
And there's a red one, called John.
Meep?

[billtodamax]

Alright, maybe left wasn't the greatest idea. Let's try... five feet fowards, and seven feet into the present!

[Ashen Lilies]

Krisaru Sulu turns.
OMIGODTWIBBLES!!! I THOUGHT WE DITCHED YOU WHEN WE LEFT GLoG!!! e_o

He rapidly sets his hand phazor to 'Medium Rare' and fires at the twibble.