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Botany Bay Log, Day 3954
Woke Up, Brushed Teeth, Ate a sandwich, went to bed. --Khan
Botany Bay Log, Day 3955
Woke Up, Brushed Teeth, Ate a sandwich, went to bed. --Khan
Botany Bay Log, Day 3956
Woke Up, Brushed Teeth, Ate a sandwich, went to bed. --Khan
Botany Bay Log, Day 3957 (Early Morning)
OMG OMG OMG! Came back from our daily sandwich hunt to find two people in our ship! Hunky black captain and mousy Russian guy. Of course - I never forget a face, it's Mr. Chekov! At first I thought it was sweet that he stopped by for a visit, seeing as Admiral (ADMIRAL!) Kirk never called me back. But then he told me they were on some hunt for some planet or something. They didn't expect to find me! They thought this was....Ceti Alpha VI! The only thing worse than univted guests are the kind who tell you "Wow, we didn't expect you here, we'll be on our way." I got all sneery and asked them "Why are you here?" in that menacing Latino voice I have. They wouldn't tell me. We dumped the sandwich contents in their helmets... they told us. Something about Liviticus or Deuteronomy or something. --Khan (current mood: elated)
Botany Bay Log, Day 3958 (Early Morning)Reliant Captain's Log, Stardate...where's that clock? Morning, I guess. Sure, morning
It didn't take very long to get everyone on the planet. We just told them something about Orion Slave Girl colony, and the rest were lured down by a timeshare vacation offer. So now we've got control of the Reliant. We hit a few bumps - Joachim kept slamming the ship into reverse anytime we tried to make a left turn, and I think the rear brakelight is out. Hey, they've got a Raktajino dispenser! ^_^ --Khan (current mood: raktajinoed)
Captain's Log, mid morning
Fifth Raktajino in an hour. Joachim says the Klingon Coffee is getting to me and making me irritable. IF I WAS IRRITABLE I WOULD BE CHASING HIM ROUND THE MOONS OF NIBIA AND ROUND THE ANTARES MAELSTROM AND ROUND PERDITIONS FLAMES! Woah...maybe I should lay off the Raktajino. --Khan (current mood: vibrating)
Captain's Log, noon
Heh, not only did Chekov find us a way into the Regula I space station, but he TOTALLY faced Admiral (ADMIRAL!) James T. Kirk while doing it. You go, girl! --Khan (current mood: rock on, Pavel!)
Captain's Log, mid early late mid afternoon
NO ONE, BUT NO ONE WOULD TELL ME WHERE THE RAKTAJINO MACHINE WAS. I WENT WILD! I STRUNG THEM UP! I SLITTHEIR THROATS! I WANTED TO TEAR THE PLACE APART...It was in the observation lounge. Still no sight of that silly Leviticus Device Thingy. Oh, hey...blip on the radar.... --Khan (current mood: raktajinoed)
Captain's Log, dunno what time - the clock broke
Okay okay okay okay. I mean I wasn't going to get off Ceti Alpha V without seeing my old dear friend Admiral (ADMIRAL!) James....T..........Kirk. So I show up, I raise our shields a sign of resepct, when Joachim ACCIDENTALLY fires point blank into their engineering section! Seriously, I don't know why I keep him around. And if anyone even THINKS I ordered that, they're totally wrong. He's always had it in for Kirk, not me. I mean, he only killed my wife. Don't know what he did to Joachim.
Man, I hope the bridge crew can't read this. >_>;
Anyways- Kirk gets us to drop our shields through some wierd technobabble thing I'VE never heard of before, and then he shoots back at us! I mean REALLY. It was a MISTAKE. It's was JOACHIM'S mistake! Kirk ends up blowing up our photon controls and the warp drive and now we're forced to withdraw. Boogers.
Worse yet - the raktajino vendor stopped working. I WILL AVENGE YOU! :(
Man, I hope the bridge crew can't read this. --Kahn (current mood: bummed)
Captain's Log
I have left him as he left me...as he left her. Stranded at the center of a dead planet. Buried alive. Buried alive.
WE EVEN GOT THE GENESIS DEVICE! GO ME! ...but what the hell do we do with it? It sounds all important and all...but...well...I'm not sure what to use it for and...HEY, IT'S GOT AN IPOD! ^_^
Their ship is disabled for two days. With our warp drive out, it'll be a few hours before we catch up to them. We're more than a match for poor Enterprise. I think I'll peer meancingly into the blank viewer for a few hours --Khan (current music: blaring french horns)
Captain's Log
They don't really see me that way...do they? X_X; --Khan (current mood: driven)
Captain's Log
THERE SHE IS! THERE SHE IS! Not so wounded as we were lead to believe! So much the better! --Khan (current mood: THERE SHE BE!)
Captain's Log
Okay, maybe going into the nebula was a bad idea, but, well, how else was I going to get revenge on the ship that destroyed my precious raktajino dispenser? It's just a cloud of static discharging gas, but, dammit, just as we go in, the plasmascreen TV decides to go on the blink at the same time. No raktajinos, no crystal clear TV reception. And now Joachim's dead all because I forgot that in space you can go up and down. >_< This is turning into one lousy day. --Khan (current mood: down)
Captain's Log
FROM HELL'S HEART I STAB AT THEE. FOR HATES SAKE...I SPIT...MY LAST BREATH...AT THEE. :(
Woke Up, Brushed Teeth, Ate a sandwich, went to bed. --Khan
Botany Bay Log, Day 3955
Woke Up, Brushed Teeth, Ate a sandwich, went to bed. --Khan
Botany Bay Log, Day 3956
Woke Up, Brushed Teeth, Ate a sandwich, went to bed. --Khan
Botany Bay Log, Day 3957 (Early Morning)
OMG OMG OMG! Came back from our daily sandwich hunt to find two people in our ship! Hunky black captain and mousy Russian guy. Of course - I never forget a face, it's Mr. Chekov! At first I thought it was sweet that he stopped by for a visit, seeing as Admiral (ADMIRAL!) Kirk never called me back. But then he told me they were on some hunt for some planet or something. They didn't expect to find me! They thought this was....Ceti Alpha VI! The only thing worse than univted guests are the kind who tell you "Wow, we didn't expect you here, we'll be on our way." I got all sneery and asked them "Why are you here?" in that menacing Latino voice I have. They wouldn't tell me. We dumped the sandwich contents in their helmets... they told us. Something about Liviticus or Deuteronomy or something. --Khan (current mood: elated)
It didn't take very long to get everyone on the planet. We just told them something about Orion Slave Girl colony, and the rest were lured down by a timeshare vacation offer. So now we've got control of the Reliant. We hit a few bumps - Joachim kept slamming the ship into reverse anytime we tried to make a left turn, and I think the rear brakelight is out. Hey, they've got a Raktajino dispenser! ^_^ --Khan (current mood: raktajinoed)
Captain's Log, mid morning
Fifth Raktajino in an hour. Joachim says the Klingon Coffee is getting to me and making me irritable. IF I WAS IRRITABLE I WOULD BE CHASING HIM ROUND THE MOONS OF NIBIA AND ROUND THE ANTARES MAELSTROM AND ROUND PERDITIONS FLAMES! Woah...maybe I should lay off the Raktajino. --Khan (current mood: vibrating)
Captain's Log, noon
Heh, not only did Chekov find us a way into the Regula I space station, but he TOTALLY faced Admiral (ADMIRAL!) James T. Kirk while doing it. You go, girl! --Khan (current mood: rock on, Pavel!)
Captain's Log, mid early late mid afternoon
NO ONE, BUT NO ONE WOULD TELL ME WHERE THE RAKTAJINO MACHINE WAS. I WENT WILD! I STRUNG THEM UP! I SLITTHEIR THROATS! I WANTED TO TEAR THE PLACE APART...It was in the observation lounge. Still no sight of that silly Leviticus Device Thingy. Oh, hey...blip on the radar.... --Khan (current mood: raktajinoed)
Captain's Log, dunno what time - the clock broke
Okay okay okay okay. I mean I wasn't going to get off Ceti Alpha V without seeing my old dear friend Admiral (ADMIRAL!) James....T..........Kirk. So I show up, I raise our shields a sign of resepct, when Joachim ACCIDENTALLY fires point blank into their engineering section! Seriously, I don't know why I keep him around. And if anyone even THINKS I ordered that, they're totally wrong. He's always had it in for Kirk, not me. I mean, he only killed my wife. Don't know what he did to Joachim.
Man, I hope the bridge crew can't read this. >_>;
Anyways- Kirk gets us to drop our shields through some wierd technobabble thing I'VE never heard of before, and then he shoots back at us! I mean REALLY. It was a MISTAKE. It's was JOACHIM'S mistake! Kirk ends up blowing up our photon controls and the warp drive and now we're forced to withdraw. Boogers.
Worse yet - the raktajino vendor stopped working. I WILL AVENGE YOU! :(
Man, I hope the bridge crew can't read this. --Kahn (current mood: bummed)
Captain's Log
I have left him as he left me...as he left her. Stranded at the center of a dead planet. Buried alive. Buried alive.
WE EVEN GOT THE GENESIS DEVICE! GO ME! ...but what the hell do we do with it? It sounds all important and all...but...well...I'm not sure what to use it for and...HEY, IT'S GOT AN IPOD! ^_^
Their ship is disabled for two days. With our warp drive out, it'll be a few hours before we catch up to them. We're more than a match for poor Enterprise. I think I'll peer meancingly into the blank viewer for a few hours --Khan (current music: blaring french horns)
Captain's Log
Congratulations! You scored as Captain Ahab! The tyrannical captain of the Pequod! You're driven to get the white whale, Moby Dick, at all costs, even if it means your own life. Bald French space captains are often compared to you by sassy black nuclear physicists!
They don't really see me that way...do they? X_X; --Khan (current mood: driven)
Captain's Log
THERE SHE IS! THERE SHE IS! Not so wounded as we were lead to believe! So much the better! --Khan (current mood: THERE SHE BE!)
Captain's Log
Okay, maybe going into the nebula was a bad idea, but, well, how else was I going to get revenge on the ship that destroyed my precious raktajino dispenser? It's just a cloud of static discharging gas, but, dammit, just as we go in, the plasmascreen TV decides to go on the blink at the same time. No raktajinos, no crystal clear TV reception. And now Joachim's dead all because I forgot that in space you can go up and down. >_< This is turning into one lousy day. --Khan (current mood: down)
Captain's Log
FROM HELL'S HEART I STAB AT THEE. FOR HATES SAKE...I SPIT...MY LAST BREATH...AT THEE. :(
