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==NRPG: The Night Before Christmas on the HOOD== | |||
===by Brian V. Mansur=== | |||
Fair warning: Adult Content that will have you falling out of your | |||
sleigh laughing. This is a polished version of the one I sent out. | |||
Twas the night before Christmas when somewhere on the HOOD | |||
A creature was stirring who was up to no good. | |||
The doc was hung. Yes that's necessary to share | |||
To explain why five girlfriends about him would care. | |||
The cowboy was nestled all snug in his bed | |||
While a lovely young sugar-babe danced over his head. | |||
And Mother in her scrubs, and I with my gun | |||
Outside waited for our trap to be sprung. | |||
At midnight in the hall we raised such a shout, | |||
That Stile sprang from his bed to see what was about. | |||
Running in through his door, I flew like a bat, | |||
Tossed him back on his heels and knocked off his prized hat. | |||
The girl with fair breasts who'd been doc's private show | |||
Presently sought out cover for places below. | |||
Then into Stile's bewildered eyes I pointed, | |||
And declared in a cadence that was mildly disjointed, | |||
"You've spoiled your last girl you scoundrelous man. | |||
You'll do as I say if you value your brain pan. | |||
See this shotgun and this here fair maiden? | |||
Well congrats old buddy cause it is time for your weddin." | |||
Stile looked over at Mother and then blithely did say. | |||
"If I have to marry her, Sean, I'd rather be gay." | |||
That's when the old fella learned in a right hurry | |||
What hell didn't have on a scorned woman's fury. | |||
For from the little old nurse, so lively and quick, | |||
Flashed a switchblade which swiftly cut clean off his dick. | |||
More rapid than eagles his curses then came, | |||
He whistled and shouted and called Mother a name, | |||
"Gosh darn it! Gosh dang it! You crazy old Yankee! | |||
Someone get me my sewing kit and a sterile white hanky." | |||
The rest of the story you can guess how it went | |||
In sickbay was doc's Christmas night spent | |||
Not that this lesson changed his vile ways | |||
But at least he lay off girls for a couple of days. | |||
And now that this post has been hammered out right, | |||
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night! | |||
~Brian | |||
==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: just one little problem== | |||
===by David Martins=== | |||
SD 2261.360 | |||
MD 2.0850 | |||
Scene: Internal Surface, Metron SphereHemux had been standing a bit aside from the teaam as te Metron message had been delivered. The idea that they where infected with a deadly virus made her feel unpeasant to say the least. ON the other hand, these kind of situations made her brain work overtime. Doing so she let her nails glide over her sharp pointed teeth, wich made a rather terrifying noise. | |||
“Oh hell, woman, do you have to make that noise? It gives me teh shivers!” one of the redskirts shouted. Hemux stared for a second or two to him and then looked to her nail “Sorry, just a bit nervous.” she said to no one in particullary. | |||
Then she narrowed her eyes and turned to Corbett. “Doctor, I am thinking out loud, but help me out.”. Corbett nodded “Always pleased to help a woman, what do you have in mind, Hemux?” | |||
ARr’Hianna looked from one to another “To start with, if we all are infected by a deadly virus, as that Metron said, then I wonder if it is a natural thing.” Corbett blinked his eyes “What’ya talking about, Hemux?” Hemux sighed “Think about it, doctor, whatever this sphere is, there has been no human, Vulcan, Trill, Denobulan or Gorn on it as far as we know it. So what are the changes that a natural evolved virus would infect AND be deadly for all of these species?” | |||
Corbett snapped his fingers “I see what you’re thinking, and I would say that chance is about zero.” | |||
Hemux nodded “Exactly what I was thinking. What if we scann all our bodies, check for any trace of RNA and compare that to the known virusses in our databanks. If we rule out any known or similar type of virus, then we have a good chance to find the modified one seperated from the rest. Once we know the virus, we can start looking for a cure.” | |||
Corbett nodded “Good plan, only one small problem: our tricorders are not working.” | |||
Hemux sighed “I know, that is a small thing I haven’t found a solutioin for.” | |||
<<<NRPG>>> | |||
Hi All, | |||
Long time no see, I know, Family and real life is better now, still I am on only available for sporadic posting. My best wishes to all off you! | |||
Respectfully, | |||
David Martens | |||
Lt ARr’Rhiana Hemux | |||
CSciO , USS HOOD NCC 1703 | |||
ASR ORIGINS | |||
==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: A Stroll - JP== | ==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: A Stroll - JP== | ||
