Disclaimer: See last chapter. See chapter one for the real disclaimer.
There were no reviews at this point because... I just posted the chapter. But I left some of you out. So...
Oddwen - Yeah, I hope this and the last chapter help with originality. I s'pose that the first chapter was just so I could get started.
Original Proxy - I don't know who I'm going to cast as the others. It's just an on-the-fly thing. Though it'll probably be Sulu. And as I said before, I'm working more
on originality now.
Gracie - I know what you mean. "I haven't signed in? Bah! Who needs to be signed it?" And of course it'll have Chekov. Though the first time I saw his name I had
no clue about who he was. It was in a TNG book, Vendetta. One of the ships was the U.S.S. Chekov. Since then he's grown to be one of my favorite characters.
And to everyone in general, I've thought that this is really odd: When I posted in one of the smallest sections, I almost immediatly had more reviews on one chapter
than I have had on any other section. I'm not sure what significance this has, but I find it odd. So I felt that I should point it out. Oh, and Tavia, can I use Jones for
this? I just have trouble picturing a Trek comedy without Jones. I promise he won't die at the Gorge.
We left with the suspence killing Ensign Patsy. Suspence is actually one of the major causes of death in the galaxy today - especially among redshirts - so it is
imperative that I break the suspence before they come after me for the murder of that poor innocent red shirt who decided to read this - Ah. It appears to be too late.
In that case, I'll just break it so that no other red shirts die - Too late again. Fine: The woman that Kirk wants to ask out is indeed human, but for whatever reason
that again probably has something to do with the movie and general insaneness of the story, she is still thrown into that thing that no normal human being would want
to be thrown into.
In the spirit of leaving some semblance of mystery to the story, someone's arm was jostled into spilling cold coffee over someone else. We will not disclose
who jostled the arm, who's arm was jostled, who's cold coffee it was, or who got coffee spilled over them. You will just have to wait, so nyah!
Terribly short, terribly sorry. But this is a relatively quick update. I'm gonna start working on the next chapter immediatly.
There were no reviews at this point because... I just posted the chapter. But I left some of you out. So...
Oddwen - Yeah, I hope this and the last chapter help with originality. I s'pose that the first chapter was just so I could get started.
Original Proxy - I don't know who I'm going to cast as the others. It's just an on-the-fly thing. Though it'll probably be Sulu. And as I said before, I'm working more
on originality now.
Gracie - I know what you mean. "I haven't signed in? Bah! Who needs to be signed it?" And of course it'll have Chekov. Though the first time I saw his name I had
no clue about who he was. It was in a TNG book, Vendetta. One of the ships was the U.S.S. Chekov. Since then he's grown to be one of my favorite characters.
And to everyone in general, I've thought that this is really odd: When I posted in one of the smallest sections, I almost immediatly had more reviews on one chapter
than I have had on any other section. I'm not sure what significance this has, but I find it odd. So I felt that I should point it out. Oh, and Tavia, can I use Jones for
this? I just have trouble picturing a Trek comedy without Jones. I promise he won't die at the Gorge.
We left with the suspence killing Ensign Patsy. Suspence is actually one of the major causes of death in the galaxy today - especially among redshirts - so it is
imperative that I break the suspence before they come after me for the murder of that poor innocent red shirt who decided to read this - Ah. It appears to be too late.
In that case, I'll just break it so that no other red shirts die - Too late again. Fine: The woman that Kirk wants to ask out is indeed human, but for whatever reason
that again probably has something to do with the movie and general insaneness of the story, she is still thrown into that thing that no normal human being would want
to be thrown into.
In the spirit of leaving some semblance of mystery to the story, someone's arm was jostled into spilling cold coffee over someone else. We will not disclose
who jostled the arm, who's arm was jostled, who's cold coffee it was, or who got coffee spilled over them. You will just have to wait, so nyah!
Terribly short, terribly sorry. But this is a relatively quick update. I'm gonna start working on the next chapter immediatly.