Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Star Trek Voyager characters,
starships, sonic showers, etc. THEY DO NOT BELONG TO ME!
Last time, on Star Trek Voyager:
In the dark room, a clicking sound is heard.
???: Um. Sir? The Writer had entered to story, and he has destroyed our ship.
???: Excellent. This is all going according to plan.
???: And here I thought that you were being stupid.
???: What was that?!?
???: Cough Allergies Cough
???: Ah. COMMENCING PHASE TWO!!!
???: Aye, aye!
Cut to the outside of the starship Voyager.
A hole of pure green energy sparkles into existences behind Voyager, and grows larger in each passing second.
It is finally big enough to swallow Voyager, and this it does, whirling it into an oblivion of strange glowing pockets of green balls, and a rushing of motion sickness.
The crew hangs on for dear life, as Tuvok fumbles with his equipment. Trying to push one final button on his panel, which reads.
" Modifications Complete, Pleases Press Enter To Continue "
It is just out of his reach.
The ship is sent down a whirling vortex of terror, spending 10 bucks per ride!
Tuvok tried one last time to reach the button, and glances it with his finger as he is sucked down again...
The ship's deflector glows white, and transmits a beam into a nearby nebula that no one could remember being there before... As this sorry excuse for a plot twist to end the story early, and get on with another project commenced, the nebula exploded, destroying the nearby cloaked chicken farming ship, and all other baddies in the area.
The ship was still spinning though, but the ride eventually stopped, due to the automatic safeguards that were installed in it.
The entire crew was saved.... Or were they?
HALLWAY 2097054213466542
Two monkeys smoking cigars where making their way down the hallway, pointing the loaded bananas at various doors and hatchways, attempting to get the upper hand on any security forces that may have detected their presence...
Suddenly, a hinged door that no one could remember being there before, swung outwards into the hallway, knocking both on the monkeys out...
The red shirt stepped out into the hallway, completely oblivious to the damage he had just caused... His shower was out, and he was creeping down the hallway in his boxers to use the public showers...
On his way, he stepped on the monkeys, and strolled off the hallway, just to be disintegrated by the nearest plasma conduit rupture.
Several hours later, another more observant red shirt found the monkeys, and locked them in the brig...
This is the story of their escape, and the trouble that they caused... Well, actually... No... That is another story... Well, actually, I haven't written it yet, so it is just and idea... Of course, taking into account the language that people understand now, the previous comment would have been perfectly acceptable, but I found that removing all possible flaws minimizes flames...
Of course, you could flame me there, but... Ah, I had better stop before this turns into another one of those long rants... You know those kind who- (Author is instantly de-materialized as he wanders into a teleporter)
.........
.........
.........
.........
The end...
Of the beginning...
Well, technically not...
Because...
This is...
The end...
Of this story...
So...
Anyway...
THE END
Last time, on Star Trek Voyager:
In the dark room, a clicking sound is heard.
???: Um. Sir? The Writer had entered to story, and he has destroyed our ship.
???: Excellent. This is all going according to plan.
???: And here I thought that you were being stupid.
???: What was that?!?
???: Cough Allergies Cough
???: Ah. COMMENCING PHASE TWO!!!
???: Aye, aye!
Cut to the outside of the starship Voyager.
A hole of pure green energy sparkles into existences behind Voyager, and grows larger in each passing second.
It is finally big enough to swallow Voyager, and this it does, whirling it into an oblivion of strange glowing pockets of green balls, and a rushing of motion sickness.
The crew hangs on for dear life, as Tuvok fumbles with his equipment. Trying to push one final button on his panel, which reads.
" Modifications Complete, Pleases Press Enter To Continue "
It is just out of his reach.
The ship is sent down a whirling vortex of terror, spending 10 bucks per ride!
Tuvok tried one last time to reach the button, and glances it with his finger as he is sucked down again...
The ship's deflector glows white, and transmits a beam into a nearby nebula that no one could remember being there before... As this sorry excuse for a plot twist to end the story early, and get on with another project commenced, the nebula exploded, destroying the nearby cloaked chicken farming ship, and all other baddies in the area.
The ship was still spinning though, but the ride eventually stopped, due to the automatic safeguards that were installed in it.
The entire crew was saved.... Or were they?
HALLWAY 2097054213466542
Two monkeys smoking cigars where making their way down the hallway, pointing the loaded bananas at various doors and hatchways, attempting to get the upper hand on any security forces that may have detected their presence...
Suddenly, a hinged door that no one could remember being there before, swung outwards into the hallway, knocking both on the monkeys out...
The red shirt stepped out into the hallway, completely oblivious to the damage he had just caused... His shower was out, and he was creeping down the hallway in his boxers to use the public showers...
On his way, he stepped on the monkeys, and strolled off the hallway, just to be disintegrated by the nearest plasma conduit rupture.
Several hours later, another more observant red shirt found the monkeys, and locked them in the brig...
This is the story of their escape, and the trouble that they caused... Well, actually... No... That is another story... Well, actually, I haven't written it yet, so it is just and idea... Of course, taking into account the language that people understand now, the previous comment would have been perfectly acceptable, but I found that removing all possible flaws minimizes flames...
Of course, you could flame me there, but... Ah, I had better stop before this turns into another one of those long rants... You know those kind who- (Author is instantly de-materialized as he wanders into a teleporter)
.........
.........
.........
.........
The end...
Of the beginning...
Well, technically not...
Because...
This is...
The end...
Of this story...
So...
Anyway...
THE END