okay, i lied. i said High Score would get updated next, but since i had enough new rules, and Odo and Quark's banter is easy enough to write, i figured id go ahead and update this.
do you think i should do what Saphura did and give the backstories of the individual rules? if so, which ones? either way, please enjoy ;)
-"Irene"
"is it there yet?"
"no."
"now?"
"NO."
"Odo, we've been waiting here for almost ten hours."
"and I will wait for another four."
"then we stop?"
"no, you'll keep watching while I regenerate."
"and what if it comes in while you regenerate?"
"then you track it back to the source. I assume you know how, being the crook you are."
"but don't I need your codes or something?"
"-harrumph- I bet you'd love to have my security codes. But you wont get that satisfaction, it should be a simple, easily traced transmission."
There was silence for all of ten seconds.
"Odo."
No answer.
"Odo"
still no answer.
"Odo."
"WHAT?"
"don't you ever get bored?"
"no, I get annoyed."
"just trying to make conversation."
"don't. or you are no longer involved in this investigation."
That managed to shut the Ferengi up.
One hour later, as Odo watched the screen, never moving, never blinking, and Quark lay on the floor, snoring, the computer beeped with the incoming transmission. Odo pounced on the controls with impressive reflexes, and began trying to follow the signal.
Quark didn't know when he fell asleep, or how long he fell asleep. But what he did know, as he woke to the sight of Odo staring contemplatively at the computer, that the update had already come and went.
"did you get it?" asked Quark.
Odo shook his head, "they're smarter than we realized. By the time I got through all their encryptions, the signal had vanished."
"so what do we do now?"
"wait, plan…" Odo winced as he gripped the computer. "regenerate. If you'll excuse me…" he stepped, quickly but dignified, out of the room.
After a few moments, Quark turned to the screen and began to read.
41: don't pretend to be genetically enhanced just because it sounds cool.
42: those of you who were assigned here against their will, please stop referring to the station as "Deep Suck Nine".
43: no more obstacle courses.
44: there are no gremlins on the station, though at times Chief O'Brien would be inclined to believe you.
45: as long as you are on DS9, Baseball is the best sport in the universe. No exceptions, no questions asked.
46: turning the promenade into a roller-rink is now prohibited.
47: Chief O'Brien is Irish, so therefore 'Beam me up Scotty' is not a phrase appropriate in most contexts here.
48: should the holosuites break down, you are not allowed to set up elaborate roleplaying sets in unoccupied shops.
49: the is no Romulan ale aboard the station. If there were, Quark would not have it hidden in a floor panel under the bar. and if he did, he would not allow you to have any if you had a certain password. Morn will not tell you the password.
50: Garak does not knit.
51: if you want a new sweater, support local business and get a hand-knitted one from Garak.
52: should the holosuites be broken, do not use storage areas to play paintball.
53: you have the right to a political opinion, and you have a right to express it, but whoever put up the 'Maquis Marquee', we ask that you remove it at once.
54: be careful when humming near Klingons, chances are, your tune will bear some resemblance to an ancient Klingon battle-song/drinking-song/opera. In other words, don't give them any reason to start singing.
55: whn snding n oficil rprts, plz spl chk. Ppl 4get univrsl trnsl8r no spk txt.
56: Garak does not yet know about doublespeak. Therefore, do not teach it to him.
57: do not compare Vedek Winn's hat to the Sydney Opera House.
58: stop making fun of Jake's outfits just because they weren't very fashionable in the late 20th early 21st century.
59: it is not Friday, stop singing that it is. And even if it is Friday, you are not permitted to sing about it.
60: when the station goes to red alert, stop running around yelling 'the British are coming!'