Happy Space Nazis-chapter 2
OH, by the way, I forgot to give credit to my friend, John, who is helping with the story line and reviewing the story ahead of time.
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CAPTAIN'S loooooooooog: Stardate: 2116: I am (d.p.) IN CRISIS. I've (d.p.) lost my toupee and gurtle and (d.p.) CAN'T leave my room.
Spock walked onto the bridge in a chicken strut, looking thinner and with blonde hair over his black, "Yo, yo! Wuz up my homies!?"
Sulu, who was back on the bridge, spun some more in his chair before stopping and looking at Spock, "Spock!? Are you high!?"
"Psst..noooo...ok. yes." He sat down in his science chair and, taking example from Sulu, spun in his chair. "Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" He said in a girlishly high voice.
"Um...Yeah...Security to Bridge. Please take Mr. Spock some place where he can't hurt himself...or others."
Sulu, bored with his 'job' done, spun in his chair.
Spock suddenly stopped and chicken struted off the bridge. On his way out, he said, "I'm hungry."
Sulu stopped spinning, also, and looked at the turbolift doors, "Ut oh..."
Chekov slapped his hands on his console and stood up, "1700, time for my maniacally deranged homicidal vampage."
"See ya."
"Be back in ten minutes." He and Sulu waved at each other and Chekov dashed off the bridge with an insane grin on his face.
Sulu began to spin once more.
Johnsen grew bored with the silence, "Dum de dum de dum..." he started pressing random buttons.
'Whoosh!' The Captain's chair suddenly burst into flames.
"Johnsen!" Sulu yelled at him.
"Oops..."
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Do you see a pattern emerging? PLEASE READ AND REVIEW! More is coming, I promise.
Oh, and also, part of Kirk's captain's log is from 'MST 3000 the movie.' I do not own this either.
-_-;
OH, by the way, I forgot to give credit to my friend, John, who is helping with the story line and reviewing the story ahead of time.
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CAPTAIN'S loooooooooog: Stardate: 2116: I am (d.p.) IN CRISIS. I've (d.p.) lost my toupee and gurtle and (d.p.) CAN'T leave my room.
Spock walked onto the bridge in a chicken strut, looking thinner and with blonde hair over his black, "Yo, yo! Wuz up my homies!?"
Sulu, who was back on the bridge, spun some more in his chair before stopping and looking at Spock, "Spock!? Are you high!?"
"Psst..noooo...ok. yes." He sat down in his science chair and, taking example from Sulu, spun in his chair. "Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" He said in a girlishly high voice.
"Um...Yeah...Security to Bridge. Please take Mr. Spock some place where he can't hurt himself...or others."
Sulu, bored with his 'job' done, spun in his chair.
Spock suddenly stopped and chicken struted off the bridge. On his way out, he said, "I'm hungry."
Sulu stopped spinning, also, and looked at the turbolift doors, "Ut oh..."
Chekov slapped his hands on his console and stood up, "1700, time for my maniacally deranged homicidal vampage."
"See ya."
"Be back in ten minutes." He and Sulu waved at each other and Chekov dashed off the bridge with an insane grin on his face.
Sulu began to spin once more.
Johnsen grew bored with the silence, "Dum de dum de dum..." he started pressing random buttons.
'Whoosh!' The Captain's chair suddenly burst into flames.
"Johnsen!" Sulu yelled at him.
"Oops..."
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Do you see a pattern emerging? PLEASE READ AND REVIEW! More is coming, I promise.
Oh, and also, part of Kirk's captain's log is from 'MST 3000 the movie.' I do not own this either.
-_-;
