If you had one thing to tell each of your BO's (not cryptic), what would it be?
T'prun: I thought you knew martial arts! Stop standing there while I shoot!
Adeline: I know you're not Scotty, but my shields...!
Utiata: Ok, I'll take some R&R
Tarah: Yay, 'nade spam!
Is transferring power to auxiliary really all you know how to do Shenan? SHIELDS LADY, SHIELDS! Without shields there will be no power to transfer to your precious auxiliary!
(I have got to get her skill switched as soon as possible)
For the missions (like Briar Patch) where Full Impulse is disabled...
T'Paik: Full impulse power.
Harper: No, sir! You have Genesis... you could have whatever you-
T'Paik: [grabs by the collar and leans forward] FULL POWER!
Thyriss, you are not a Klingon, dear. *yanks the Andorian back to join the rest of the group*
And don't you two start! *eyes the two Klingon members of her away team*
Oh, and by the way, Thyriss, I think we need to see an opthamologist, because WTH was with you with those shots againt the Gorn today? Fire UP their ^$^es, not PAST them! No. Warning. Shots. GOT IT?
Yes, yes, Yugi, I know. You could do so much better. Uh, no. You're staying on the Away team and that's that. I...don't give me that look. Klingon honor, yes, yes, yes, but YOU couldn't hit the broad side of a targ in space. Heck, you can barely do it on the ground with a rifle with autotarget! And you, Chuk, why were you trying to PET the thing that tried to kill me?
And Lilril, you're an absolute treasure, and I love you to death, but...next time Thyriss runs out to melee the Klingon Swordmaster, please don't go into "I can save you!" mode.
I'm about to head to bed but here's a little funny thing that happened when I started handing out stuff at the end of a mission. We were inside a shuttle bay, Klingon's gone, their CPT dead. I call them forward and they take a knee.
Me - "Alright boys...and girl. Time to replenish your devices! Line up and show me what you are missing."
Me - "Good job Ensign. Here's a hypospray for you ensign..."
Me - "No food? Here's some... Rock Stew? ....for you ensign..."
Me - "Ok, lemme count those...Corsa! What do you MEAN you went through 5 frellin large shield packs!?!?"
Corsa - "But, they were after us CPT!"
Me - "Poppy TRIBBLE Nonsense Corsa....FIVE OF THEM?!?!"
Corsa - "Sorry Sir, won't happen again."
Me - "That's RIGHT because all you get from now on is a tribble. Catch!"
Corsa - "Eek! What do I do with this CPT?"
Me - "Stroke 'em real nice and he might make you happy...now bugger off!"
So we sit and wait while I dig around in my inventory some more and whaddya know... Corsa has this tribble out and starts petting it. The little critter started shrieking out of control! I laughed so hard. It sounded much different than when a human picks them up and pets them. Hilarious.
I'm about to head to bed but here's a little funny thing that happened when I started handing out stuff at the end of a mission. We were inside a shuttle bay, Klingon's gone, their CPT dead. I call them forward and they take a knee.
Me - "Alright boys...and girl. Time to replenish your devices! Line up and show me what you are missing."
Me - "Good job Ensign. Here's a hypospray for you ensign..."
Me - "No food? Here's some... Rock Stew? ....for you ensign..."
Me - "Ok, lemme count those...Corsa! What do you MEAN you went through 5 frellin large shield packs!?!?"
Corsa - "But, they were after us CPT!"
Me - "Poppy TRIBBLE Nonsense Corsa....FIVE OF THEM?!?!"
Corsa - "Sorry Sir, won't happen again."
Me - "That's RIGHT because all you get from now on is a tribble. Catch!"
Corsa - "Eek! What do I do with this CPT?"
Me - "Stroke 'em real nice and he might make you happy...now bugger off!"
So we sit and wait while I dig around in my inventory some more and whaddya know... Corsa has this tribble out and starts petting it. The little critter started shrieking out of control! I laughed so hard. It sounded much different than when a human picks them up and pets them. Hilarious.
Comments
When I say run I MEAN RUN.
not stop heal yourself then run
but RUN run like the real borg are trying to hug you
Haha, "We are the Borg. You will be assim- hugged"
(I have got to get her skill switched as soon as possible)
(it's an all female crew...hey it's lonely out in space)
T'Paik: Full impulse power.
Harper: No, sir! You have Genesis... you could have whatever you-
T'Paik: [grabs by the collar and leans forward] FULL POWER!
And don't you two start! *eyes the two Klingon members of her away team*
Oh, and by the way, Thyriss, I think we need to see an opthamologist, because WTH was with you with those shots againt the Gorn today? Fire UP their ^$^es, not PAST them! No. Warning. Shots. GOT IT?
Yes, yes, Yugi, I know. You could do so much better. Uh, no. You're staying on the Away team and that's that. I...don't give me that look. Klingon honor, yes, yes, yes, but YOU couldn't hit the broad side of a targ in space. Heck, you can barely do it on the ground with a rifle with autotarget! And you, Chuk, why were you trying to PET the thing that tried to kill me?
And Lilril, you're an absolute treasure, and I love you to death, but...next time Thyriss runs out to melee the Klingon Swordmaster, please don't go into "I can save you!" mode.
I'm about to head to bed but here's a little funny thing that happened when I started handing out stuff at the end of a mission. We were inside a shuttle bay, Klingon's gone, their CPT dead. I call them forward and they take a knee.
Me - "Alright boys...and girl. Time to replenish your devices! Line up and show me what you are missing."
Me - "Good job Ensign. Here's a hypospray for you ensign..."
Me - "No food? Here's some... Rock Stew? ....for you ensign..."
Me - "Ok, lemme count those...Corsa! What do you MEAN you went through 5 frellin large shield packs!?!?"
Corsa - "But, they were after us CPT!"
Me - "Poppy TRIBBLE Nonsense Corsa....FIVE OF THEM?!?!"
Corsa - "Sorry Sir, won't happen again."
Me - "That's RIGHT because all you get from now on is a tribble. Catch!"
Corsa - "Eek! What do I do with this CPT?"
Me - "Stroke 'em real nice and he might make you happy...now bugger off!"
So we sit and wait while I dig around in my inventory some more and whaddya know... Corsa has this tribble out and starts petting it. The little critter started shrieking out of control! I laughed so hard. It sounded much different than when a human picks them up and pets them. Hilarious.
Thanks for reading.