Conversation with #ussatlantis at 6/16/2009 9:54:29 PM on VAdmBlackthorne@betamatrix.ny.us.darkmyst.org (irc)
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(9:54:29 PM) ChanServ has changed the topic to: Tonight we celebrate! Atlantis turns twelve years old! Though the bridge is NOT done being rebuilt, the holodeck is on and operational for the party. Wear Hawaiian to Lost Harbor!
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(9:54:40 PM) VAdmBlackthorne has changed the topic to: toot
(9:56:57 PM) TKirr [Mibbit@dm-30222.214.171.124.cfl.res.rr.com] entered the room.
(9:57:10 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Hiya
(9:57:16 PM) TKirr: Hey
(9:57:30 PM) JusstinCase [Mibbit@dm-27146.hsd1.md.comcast.net] entered the room.
(9:57:41 PM) JusstinCase: Toot.
(9:58:16 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Hiya Rob
(9:59:28 PM) JusstinCase: Greetings.
(9:59:54 PM) JusstinCase: Donde esta the rest of the crew?
(10:00:26 PM) CharitySuite [Mibbit@dm-9290.hsd1.ny.comcast.net] entered the room.
(10:00:38 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Hiya Charity
(10:00:45 PM) JusstinCase: Charity!
(10:00:53 PM) CharitySuite: http://picasaweb.google.com/FernCrest/NewKitten?authkey=Gv1sRgCNSP3aOs7P735AE&feat=directlink
(10:01:13 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: No permission :(
(10:02:09 PM) JusstinCase: But I see new kitten in the URL!!!
(10:02:11 PM) CharitySuite: Try again :-)
(10:02:28 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: OH GOD CUTE
(10:02:50 PM) CharitySuite: I was gonna prepare you for teh deadly cutez ... but too late
(10:03:00 PM) DrRoxanneCarre [Mibbit@dm-23306.tukw.qwest.net] entered the room.
(10:03:02 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: And a polydactyl!
(10:03:07 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Hiya Roxy
(10:03:11 PM) TKirr: Awww
(10:03:19 PM) JusstinCase: :-( I can't see it!
(10:03:21 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Hiya...six-toed wut?
(10:03:38 PM) CharitySuite: My girlfriend showed up at our houseparty last Saturday, and whipped the kitten out of her already impressive bosom.
(10:03:44 PM) Percy [Mibbit@dm-33322.dsl.snfc21.pacbell.net] entered the room.
(10:03:45 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: That's a nice trick.
(10:03:48 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Hiya Percy
(10:03:55 PM) Percy: Hey guys!
(10:03:58 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: =:O
(10:04:03 PM) CharitySuite: Hey Doc, Percy!
(10:04:35 PM) CharitySuite: Not sure if we're keeping her ... Mitzi isn't very happy. :-/
(10:04:41 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: But CUTE
(10:04:58 PM) JusstinCase: Phooey.
(10:05:14 PM) CharitySuite: And sweet ... good gravy, she's sweet. She sleeps in the crook of your neck and shoulder.
(10:05:23 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Awwwww :3
(10:05:31 PM) Percy: Who is Mitzi?
(10:05:39 PM) CharitySuite: One of our other cats.
(10:05:49 PM) CharitySuite: She's VERY pretty. And cashmere soft.
(10:05:56 PM) CharitySuite: But ... not too bright. ;-)
(10:06:09 PM) Percy: Awww.
(10:06:28 PM) CharitySuite: She walks out of the bedroom in the morning and is amazed that we added a living room overnight ;-)
(10:07:02 PM) JusstinCase: Oh, wow, this kitten is* cute.
(10:07:09 PM) JusstinCase: *is* cute.
(10:07:35 PM) JusstinCase: How are the other animals doing?
(10:08:01 PM) CharitySuite: Oddly enough, Turtle and Phantom (the boy cats) are fine. Turtle even cleans her!
(10:08:28 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: He's a good mother.
(10:08:53 PM) JusstinCase: Hooray for bucking gender stereotypes!
(10:08:59 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Just heard from Ulic, he's with a friend in the ER and won't be making it.
(10:09:11 PM) CharitySuite: Oh no!
(10:09:15 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Glenn's gonna be late and Mike's computer is die lol.
(10:09:27 PM) CharitySuite: Is he okay, or is it the friend who needs the medical attention?
(10:09:35 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: It's the friend with a torn achilles tendon.
(10:09:43 PM) CharitySuite: Ow-chi-wa-wa
(10:10:05 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: So then, looks like we should get started.
(10:12:41 PM) TKirr: ::TWEET::
(10:12:46 PM) JusstinCase: ::AA::
(10:12:50 PM) Percy: ::AA::
(10:13:13 PM) CharitySuite: ::AA::
(10:13:28 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :aa:
(10:13:50 PM) VAdmBlackthorne has changed the topic to: Tonight the Atlantis, complete with a brand new bridge and mostly new decks 1-3, will be departing Starbase Vinland into unexplored space! All ashore that's going ashore.
(10:14:35 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Questions?
(10:15:04 PM) JusstinCase: ::raises hand::
(10:15:08 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Alrighty then.
(10:15:09 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(10:15:12 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(10:15:13 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(10:15:17 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (What was it Rob? )
(10:15:23 PM) JusstinCase: [Nothing important.]
(10:15:30 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (k)
(10:15:50 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: Strides onto the bridge and takes a deep breath of new bridge smell ::
(10:16:13 PM) TKirr: :: stands near the center of the new Bridge, turning her nose up at the same smell ::
(10:16:34 PM) CharitySuite: ::saunters slowly from the docking port with Jusstin:: Ah am totally stuffed .. Ah feel like a ten pound turky fulla twenty pounds o' stuffin'!
(10:16:48 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: looks around at all the brand spanking new panels :: I'm told we received some upgrades to our systems.
(10:17:25 PM) JusstinCase: ::pats his stomach:: Superlative!
(10:18:00 PM) TKirr: There's a list. :: turns and picks the PADD up :: Mostly minor.
(10:18:11 PM) TKirr: :: hands the PADD over ::
(10:18:44 PM) CharitySuite: ::rubs her tummy:: Ah need ta werk this dinnah off ... you an' Ryan wawna play some tennis later?
(10:19:21 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: T'Kirr, prepare the ship for departure. Pushback is in ten minutes.
(10:19:27 PM) JusstinCase: Tennis?
(10:19:41 PM) CharitySuite: Shufflaboard?
(10:19:41 PM) CdrHarper [CdrHarper@126.96.36.199797] entered the room.
(10:19:47 PM) TKirr: :: nods and moves to her chair ::
(10:19:55 PM) JusstinCase: Both? At the same time?
(10:20:08 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: ::enters the new Flag Office, suprised to find both his desk and Civil War cannon::
(10:20:32 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Hm, well they were bolted to the floor.
(10:20:56 PM) CharitySuite: Ah don' care, whichevah. ::grins:; But mah uniform's gonna split wide open like a pinyahtah unless Ah git some exercise.
(10:21:36 PM) CdrHarper: :: enters the bridge and sits down at HOps ::
(10:21:41 PM) JusstinCase: Your uniform's ... wait, what?
(10:21:43 PM) Percy: :: Percy is, at that moment, going over her last diagnostics before departure in engineering. Wee!::
(10:21:54 PM) TKirr: :: nods to Harper :: Commander.
(10:21:56 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: sits down behind his desk and starts inventorying what chotchkes he lost ::
(10:22:01 PM) Percy: (Sorry if I don't type all that much, guys. Also doing stuff with sister)
(10:22:12 PM) CdrHarper: Ma'am.
(10:22:47 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: Checks to make sure the supplies got restocked and things are all in order. ::
(10:22:52 PM) CharitySuite: ::elbows him:: Does ya wawna play tennis or not?
(10:23:11 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: wonders if the holosuite got upgraded ::
(10:23:39 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: finds the Roman centurion's ring that Evaz gave him in the desk, glad that he didn't lose that ::
(10:23:43 PM) JusstinCase: Oof! Yes, tennis is fine!
(10:23:59 PM) CharitySuite: ::grins::
(10:24:04 PM) CdrHarper: :: starts going through the pre-launch sequence ::
(10:25:15 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: quite amazed to find a completely restoked bar, makes a note to thank Zuriyev for that one because it has his name written all over it ::
(10:25:35 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: Notes that the new crew members need physicals, finds everything in order and heads to her quarters to unpack ::
(10:26:12 PM) CharitySuite: So, Ah'll meetcha after th' shift's ovah?
(10:26:24 PM) TKirr: Open a channel to drydock.
(10:26:27 PM) JusstinCase: Absolutely!
(10:26:31 PM) CdrHarper: :: thweep :: Channel open.
(10:26:55 PM) TKirr: This is Commander T'Kirr of Atlantis, prepared to disembark.
(10:27:01 PM) CharitySuite: ::grins and hugs him, then saunters off to get changed for work::
(10:27:13 PM) JusstinCase: ::hugs back and ... um ... watches::
(10:27:49 PM) CdrHarper: Dockmaster> Atlantis, Vinland Control, you are clear for departure.
(10:27:52 PM) CharitySuite: :: checks her watch and sees she hasn't got a lot of time:: Dammit
(10:28:01 PM) TKirr: Thank you, T'Kirr out.
(10:28:15 PM) TKirr: +Shipwide+ All hands, this is the Bridge. Prepare for departure.
(10:28:37 PM) JusstinCase: ::and then freaks out a bit, because he's never played tennis before::
(10:29:08 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: As her door opens she notes a HUGE packaging box taking up most of the floorspace, notes who its from, maneuvering around it she unpacks her bags::
(10:29:32 PM) TKirr: :: takes a deep breath and sits back, all comfy :: Whenever you're ready, Commander. Let's take her out.
(10:30:08 PM) CharitySuite: :: hurries to change and put her hair up, managing to break a nail in the process:: Boll weevils!
(10:30:21 PM) CdrHarper: Aye Commander. Clearing moorings. :: cuts Atlantis loose from the umbilicals ::
(10:30:24 PM) Percy: ::Nods to her other engineers:: Let's get this shindig underway, folks.
(10:31:02 PM) JusstinCase: Okay, relax, Jusstin. It can't be that hard, right?
(10:31:04 PM) CdrHarper: :: backs the ship out of her parking spot and turns to face the spacedoors ::
(10:31:22 PM) TKirr: :: is glad Blackthorne isn't driving ::
(10:31:27 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: noting that they're moving out his windows ::
(10:31:32 PM) JusstinCase: You've watched those ladies in the Universal Masters Competition do it.
(10:31:51 PM) CdrHarper: :: gently eases the ship toward the doors with thrusters only, per regulations ::
(10:32:04 PM) CharitySuite: (You just liked them because they wore short skirts, Jusstin)
(10:32:42 PM) CdrHarper: Clearing doors in twenty seconds.
(10:32:45 PM) JusstinCase: [What's your point? :-D ]
(10:33:14 PM) CharitySuite: ::dashes towards SickBay, hopping to get one shoe on::
(10:33:23 PM) CdrHarper: (Gonna go with Rob on that one.)
(10:33:55 PM) CdrHarper: Space doors cleared. We are free to navigate.
(10:34:16 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: watches as we pass through the doors, wishing he was driving ::
(10:34:25 PM) CharitySuite: ::glad she didn't chose that moment to put on lipstick, too::
(10:34:32 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: but still hasn't finished traffic school for his last speeding ticket ::
(10:35:45 PM) TKirr: Heading, one three eight, mark two five. Warp six.
(10:35:49 PM) CharitySuite: ::zips into SickBay, moments to spare:: Ta-daaaa! ::looks around sadly, as there's no one there::
(10:36:01 PM) JusstinCase: ::pacing the halls::
(10:36:11 PM) CharitySuite: Shucks ... all that hurryin' fer nothin'.
(10:36:14 PM) CdrHarper: :: thweep bop boop :: Course and speed laid in, at your command.
(10:36:33 PM) TKirr: Engage.
(10:36:39 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: would have totally done that in one maneuver ::
(10:37:10 PM) CdrHarper: :: presses the go fast button and Atlantis warps off into the black ::
(10:37:31 PM) CharitySuite: Well ... ::checks the inventory lists:: Looks like Da Boss has done been here already.
(10:37:39 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: nods with satisfaction ::
(10:37:42 PM) CharitySuite: She's amazin'.
(10:38:26 PM) CharitySuite: ::hums and looks up the files on the new crewmembers::
(10:38:28 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: continuously bumps into the huge crate, finally gives up and downloads the packing list to her PADD, reads the contents and starts laughing hysterically ::
(10:38:47 PM) CharitySuite: Heeeeeyyyy ... we gets ta do physicals!
(10:39:34 PM) CdrHarper: :: keeping an eye on long range sensors since they're exploring new space ::
(10:39:55 PM) LtJGRyanCarter [Mibbit@188.8.131.5251] entered the room.
(10:40:00 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (Hiya Glenn)
(10:40:04 PM) JusstinCase: Maybe Ryan would know!
(10:40:07 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: What's up
(10:40:10 PM) TKirr: :: stands :: You have the Bridge. I'll be right back.
(10:40:19 PM) JusstinCase: +Carter+ Ryan, are you busy?
(10:40:21 PM) CdrHarper: Yes ma'am. :: totally has the bridge ::
(10:40:21 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: (oh we started, sorry)
(10:40:27 PM) TKirr: :: strides to the Flag Office, triggering the beep ::
(10:40:32 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: +Justin+ What's up, dwag?
(10:40:39 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: admiring the Roman ring :: Come in.
(10:40:41 PM) CharitySuite: ::screws up her courage and looks to see who is suing them for malpractice after the last battle::
(10:40:53 PM) JusstinCase: +Carter+ Do you know how to play tennis?
(10:41:16 PM) CharitySuite: ::blinks:: Only one? That ain't bad at all.
(10:41:36 PM) TKirr: :: enters, lowering a PADD to the desk :: We're on course. Everything's in order.
(10:41:45 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: +Justin+ Kinda... took some lessons in high school... um... I was playing some tennis on that old video game console... Pee... or Wee... Wii something like that.
(10:41:50 PM) CharitySuite: ::reads the case details::
(10:42:05 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: puts the ring down on the desk :: Glad to hear it. Seems things can finally get back to normal around here.
(10:42:09 PM) Percy: (By the by, Mike hopes that Blackthorne's new desk is less pretentious than the last one. Also he says hi)
(10:42:20 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (It's the same desk, it was bolted to the floor)
(10:42:30 PM) CharitySuite: Well, hell's bells, they done grew him a new lung, what's he suin' us fer?!
(10:42:32 PM) Percy: (FIE!)
(10:42:39 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: composes herself, more or less, and returns to Sickbay ::
(10:42:45 PM) Percy: (Also, Mike points out that the floor was destroyed)
(10:42:57 PM) TKirr: :: hands behind her, glances around :: Seems nothing has changed.
(10:43:05 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (The desk was so massive that its own gravity overcame the vacuum of space)
(10:43:24 PM) Percy: (I am not certain we are talking about the desk now)
(10:43:26 PM) Percy: (:-P)
(10:43:31 PM) TKirr: (I don't know him)
(10:43:36 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: They did a remarkable job. I'm anxious to get back to our core mission of exploration.
(10:43:55 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: (or it just sucks more than space :p )
(10:43:55 PM) Percy: :: Listening to the sound of the engine, making sure there are no hiccups::
(10:43:57 PM) TKirr: Indeed.
(10:44:03 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (It couldn't float out the hole that the shuttle made)
(10:44:05 PM) CharitySuite: ::turns off the file in disgust and spins in her chair::
(10:44:15 PM) JusstinCase: +Ryan+ Do ... you think you could teach me?
(10:44:19 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: ::working at his console...running diagnostics::
(10:44:36 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: looks out the window :: Though I'm breaking a promise to stay closer to Earth.
(10:45:00 PM) TKirr: :: squints curiously ::
(10:45:11 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: +Justin+ Umm... I could...
(10:45:16 PM) Percy: :: To Ryan:: So, what does Case want this time?
(10:45:28 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: Tennis lessons. ::glances up::
(10:45:36 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: ::shrugs::
(10:45:40 PM) Percy: O...kay...
(10:45:45 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Vinland was built on the edge of explored space, and has been made Third Fleet's new headquarters. We're heading out into the unexplored. All of this after I promised to stay closer to Earth to see my son more often.
(10:45:55 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: +Justin+ So, why tennis lessons?
(10:45:59 PM) Percy: Is he aware that we have holodeck programs that can do that?
(10:46:17 PM) JusstinCase: +Ryan+ Charity wants to play.
(10:46:21 PM) TKirr: :: nods in understanding :: I'm sorry.
(10:46:22 PM) CharitySuite: ::tries to remember the last time she played tennis and frowns, remembering the hours in the ER with the broken ankle::
(10:46:34 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Duty's duty.
(10:47:01 PM) TKirr: :: agrees with silence ::
(10:47:13 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: ::to Percy:: Male bonding?
(10:47:18 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: enters Sickbay :: Hiya Suite, have a nice time while we were in dry dock?
(10:47:19 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: And he wants to play with Charity.
(10:47:37 PM) CharitySuite: ::stops spinning in her chair:: Oh, heya Boss!
(10:47:38 PM) Percy: Aaah...it all becomes clear. :: Aand, back to work::
(10:47:50 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: Yup...
(10:48:02 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: +Justin+ So why not a holodeck trainer? I could lend you my Wii.
(10:48:08 PM) CharitySuite: (Charity invited Ryan, too)
(10:48:26 PM) JusstinCase: [Jusstin may have forgotten that part.]
(10:48:39 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: ::finds the e-mail invite for tennis from Charity in his inbox:: +Justin+ Oh, hey Charity invited me too.
(10:48:41 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Steady as she goes, then. Anything of interest shows up on sensors, we can check out.
(10:48:41 PM) TKirr: :: studies Blackthorne as he watches the stars ::
(10:48:46 PM) JusstinCase: +Ryan+ Oh ...
(10:48:51 PM) TKirr: Of course.
(10:48:54 PM) JusstinCase: +Ryan+ Right.
(10:49:14 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: +Justin+ Why don't we just all get together and play.
(10:49:53 PM) JusstinCase: +Ryan+ Yeah, that works for me!
(10:49:59 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: +Justin+ I can relearn how to play real tennis instead of waggling my wiimote and we, or she can show you how to play...
(10:50:04 PM) CharitySuite: Ah had a great time! Got me some new shoes! How was yer shore leave, Boss?
(10:50:34 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: turns from watching the stars ::
(10:51:22 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: They have their life back on Earth. This one's mine, and this is my home. Let's get to work. :: smiles ::
(10:51:40 PM) JusstinCase: +Ryan+ Good plan!
(10:51:59 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: It was good, nice to get away from the daily grind. Not that things will ever be quite the same here. :: thinks about the box in her quarters and bursts out laughing ::
(10:52:00 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: ::punches some buttons::
(10:52:06 PM) TKirr: :: hesitates, but nods agreeably and turns to go ::
(10:52:39 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: +Justin+ Cause I'm pretty sure playing tennis doesn't involve me flailing my arms around and knocking the lamp over.
(10:52:41 PM) CharitySuite: ::grins:: What's th' joke?
(10:52:55 PM) TKirr: :: enters the Bridge and nods to Harper in an unspoken transfer of leadership ::
(10:53:05 PM) CdrHarper: :: nods back, totally doesn't have the bridge anymore ::
(10:53:09 PM) CharitySuite: (That's what happened when we played Wii Tennis last time ...)
(10:53:23 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: It seems I had a delivery while I was ashore. Not sure what I'm going to do with it but... :: laughs again ::
(10:53:29 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: ((I played with the new wii motion plus, it's neato))
(10:53:39 PM) CharitySuite: (You suck)
(10:53:54 PM) JusstinCase: +Ryan+ Well ... I wouldn't know; I've never played before.
(10:53:55 PM) CharitySuite: A deliv'ry? Of what? Flowers?
(10:53:57 PM) TKirr: :: sits, making herself comfy ::
(10:54:06 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: (( You can play with your wii... motion plus too! It's out with Tiger Woods))
(10:54:32 PM) CdrHarper: Commander, I'm getting... something, on long range sensors, very faint.
(10:54:46 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: I could only wish it was flowers. Its a present from my grandfather, I actually havent opened it yet. :: laughs ::
(10:55:00 PM) TKirr: :: sits up :: What is it?
(10:55:13 PM) CdrHarper: :: narrows her eyebrows :: Could be a distress call.
(10:55:20 PM) TKirr: Source?
(10:55:25 PM) CharitySuite: ::still grinning:: Sounds like a good thing? Izzit a joke book or sumpin'?
(10:55:55 PM) Percy: (Your mother)
(10:56:02 PM) Percy: (Mwahahaha!)
(10:56:11 PM) Percy: :: Tinker tinker tinker::
(10:56:15 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Well, knowing my Grandfather, I'm sure its something he thinks I 'need' and it will be totally impractical on a space ship.
(10:56:40 PM) CharitySuite: Mah Grampy once sent me a houn' dawg.
(10:56:49 PM) CharitySuite: It weren't sumpin' Ah needed.
(10:57:04 PM) CdrHarper: It could be a ship, but we're too far to tell.
(10:57:04 PM) CharitySuite: He howled sumpin' awful.
(10:57:05 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: ::doing some code refactoring, got a request from science to help implement a small program to run on the sensor dish to run some tests::
(10:57:21 PM) TKirr: Alter course, continuous scans.
(10:57:33 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: What did you do with it?
(10:57:42 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: ::other little programming requests... bugs in his bug tracker left over from some computer module refactoring that had happened when the ship was overhauled::
(10:57:45 PM) CdrHarper: Aye ma'am. :: swerves ::
(10:57:57 PM) CharitySuite: Ah gave him ta a nice family what lived near ta th' Academy.
(10:58:16 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: notices the course change and walks out onto the bridge :: Report.
(10:58:32 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Oh that was nice of you, I hope everyone was happy.
(10:58:35 PM) CharitySuite: Is yer prezzent ... alive?
(10:58:49 PM) TKirr: Possible distress signal, but too faint to tell. We're taking a closer look. It's not too far off course.
(10:58:58 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: ::looking through the ship's requests for various programming needs and such... even though they're in the 24th century, some people just can't code::
(10:59:05 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: I dont think so, it wasnt making any noise.
(10:59:18 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: nods and takes his seat :: Notify sickbay to prepare for possible wounded.
(10:59:35 PM) CharitySuite: +Jusstin+ Hey, don't fergit our tennis game
(10:59:51 PM) TKirr: :: arches an eyebrow :: We're not even sure it's a distress signal.
(10:59:59 PM) JusstinCase: +Charity+ Oh, don't worry! I didn't!
(11:00:18 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: ::wonders if he still has to fix toilets::
(11:00:27 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: ::now that he's been promoted a pay-grade::
(11:00:40 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: ::figures some new chump has to do the chump work now::
(11:01:19 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: +Justin+ By the way, when's this tennis match?
(11:01:56 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: smirks :: Wake them up anyway.
(11:02:11 PM) JusstinCase: +Ryan+ Err ...
(11:02:11 PM) TKirr: Aye, captain.
(11:02:21 PM) JusstinCase: +Charity+ When is this tennis match again?
(11:02:25 PM) TKirr: +Sickbay+ Bridge to Sickbay.
(11:02:26 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: starts reading the manual for the new medi-replicator ::
(11:02:50 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: +TKirr+Carre here.
(11:02:59 PM) CharitySuite: +Jusstin+ After th' shift ... y'all gos Alzheimerz?
(11:03:18 PM) CharitySuite: ::hopes T'Kirr didn't hear that::
(11:03:21 PM) TKirr: +Sickbay+ We're following a faint signal. There's a possibility of wounded. Be prepared just in case.
(11:03:25 PM) JusstinCase: +Charity+ Ah, right, right!
(11:03:40 PM) JusstinCase: +Ryan+ After the shift, of course. Y'all gots Alzheimer's?
(11:03:47 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: +TKirr+Aye Sir, Carre out.
(11:04:19 PM) CdrHarper: :: clears up the signal :: Definitely a distress call, but it may be automated.
(11:04:33 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: +Justin+ What... no... well maybe after that restaurant I lost a couple of vital brain cells, but otherwise I'm doing just fine.
(11:04:35 PM) TKirr: :: looks to Blackthorne for approval, wondering what Alzheimer's has to do with anything ::
(11:05:03 PM) CharitySuite: (Yayyyy! y'all gots mail!)
(11:05:06 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: goes back to reading the manual :: Suite, we 'may' have incoming.
(11:05:06 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Let's hear it.
(11:05:18 PM) Rubix [Mibbit@dm-33322.dsl.snfc21.pacbell.net] entered the room.
(11:05:48 PM) CdrHarper: :: presses play and a staticy signal plays, citing an attack, losing life support, and wounded, message repeats ::
(11:06:24 PM) CharitySuite: (ROFL!!! Glenn, I thought you weren't going to be *quite* as perverted as usual!)
(11:06:42 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: (( what now? The log? ))
(11:06:55 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Time to intercept?
(11:07:05 PM) CdrHarper: Twenty minutes, present speed.
(11:07:08 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: ((hahahaha... I totally forgot, yeah!! My madlibs rules!!!)
(11:07:09 PM) Rubix: ::Hops up and down on Percy's display, waving a plastic wrench::
(11:07:13 PM) JusstinCase: ::eventually paces up to the bridge and takes the science station::
(11:07:14 PM) CharitySuite: (yes)
(11:07:24 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Warp nine, in case it isn't automated. Yellow alert.
(11:07:28 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: (I wanted to be borderline)
(11:07:30 PM) CdrHarper: Aye sir.
(11:07:41 PM) CdrHarper: :: floors it and sounds the yellow alert ::
(11:07:43 PM) JusstinCase: [You crossed the border.]
(11:07:51 PM) CdrHarper: :: making sure not to press the brown alert ::
(11:08:00 PM) CharitySuite: ::looks up at the yellow lighting, then frowns:: This cain't be good, Boss.
(11:08:24 PM) JusstinCase: [And for that I am grateful.]
(11:09:05 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: (( That ending is awesome ))
(11:09:19 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: notes the annoying flashing light and corresponding signal, puts away the manual :: Alrighty, lets look alive and might as well double check the away kit. One never knows.
(11:09:43 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: (( do you think the chef can share his braised recipe for leg of Douglas McKnight? ))
(11:09:46 PM) CharitySuite: :: sighs and gets up out of her chair:: No rest fer th' wicked ...
(11:09:51 PM) CdrHarper: Approaching the coordinates of the signal, dropping to impulse.
(11:09:58 PM) Percy: (NO!)
(11:10:02 PM) TKirr: Scan for lifesigns.
(11:10:06 PM) JusstinCase: ::scanning::
(11:10:08 PM) Percy: (Mike does not approve. And also, NO)
(11:10:18 PM) JusstinCase: Spotty at best.
(11:10:23 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: (( ahhh hahahaha ))
(11:10:23 PM) CharitySuite: (I'm worried about Jusstin penetrating a rooster ... that's powdering his nose.)
(11:10:27 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Put it on screen.
(11:10:36 PM) Percy: (o.O)
(11:10:36 PM) JusstinCase: Trying to cut through the interference.
(11:10:42 PM) Percy: (I am...so...confused...)
(11:10:52 PM) CharitySuite: (check your mail)
(11:10:53 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: ((the eruption... it was so ostentatous!!))
(11:11:37 PM) CharitySuite: Enny idear how many wounded, or are they jus' being vague as usual?
(11:11:52 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> Harper brings up a picture of a listing freighter, badly scarred from weapons fire.
(11:12:02 PM) JusstinCase: Oh, my. That does not look pretty.
(11:12:06 PM) TKirr: :: stands from her seat ::
(11:12:17 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Possible...which could mean anything.
(11:12:34 PM) CharitySuite: Hmmph. Could mean one ... or could mean 300.
(11:12:35 PM) Percy: (Checking!)
(11:12:39 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: ...so vague as usual.
(11:12:49 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Do they still have life support?
(11:12:54 PM) JusstinCase: [We like to keep our wounded options open.]
(11:13:04 PM) CharitySuite: ::rolls her eyes:: Ah'll put fresh sheets on th' biobeds.
(11:13:04 PM) JusstinCase: Only at minimal levels, sir.
(11:13:10 PM) JusstinCase: At best.
(11:13:33 PM) TKirr: (Yeah 'cause you normally just leave dirty ones on)
(11:13:34 PM) JusstinCase: At worst ...
(11:13:37 PM) CharitySuite: Someone akshully reported us fer not havin' clean sheets durin' that last battle. Didja read that?
(11:13:37 PM) JusstinCase: None at all.
(11:14:06 PM) TKirr: Any vessels on long range scans?
(11:14:14 PM) JusstinCase: I can't even be sure there are any life signs at all.
(11:14:21 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: What's blocking our sensors?
(11:14:40 PM) CharitySuite: We was lucky ta have Band-Aids!
(11:15:13 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Yeah, I'm not too worried about it. Extenuating circumstances and all. You'll need to read the manual and learn how to get the new medi-replicator to spit out correct things. Its a bit of an upgrade from that last piece of surplus we had.
(11:15:24 PM) JusstinCase: I'm not sure; there seem to be interfering delta rays emitted from their engines.
(11:15:29 PM) JusstinCase: What's left of them, anyway.
(11:15:34 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: T'Kirr, take an away team over there.
(11:15:35 PM) CharitySuite: Ya mean this one werks?
(11:15:53 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: EV suits.
(11:15:54 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Yeah if you can figure out what to ask for.
(11:16:06 PM) CharitySuite: ::efficiently puts sterile sheets out and goes to look at the new replicator::
(11:16:19 PM) CharitySuite: Oooo. A Nimbus 2000.
(11:17:38 PM) TKirr: :: nods and strides toward the TL ::
(11:17:43 PM) CharitySuite: ::pokes it::
(11:17:48 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: (( sorry had to re-read the log ))
(11:17:59 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Yeah, its pretty nice, and watch this... "Computer, one body bag."
(11:18:00 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: (( it fits pretty well together I must say ))
(11:18:13 PM) Percy: :: Looks over the scans of the vessel in question as the sensors go over it.::
(11:18:15 PM) TKirr: Mr. Case, you're with me.
(11:18:23 PM) JusstinCase: Aye, aye.
(11:18:25 PM) CharitySuite: ::jumps back as a body bag, complete with toe tags, materializes::
(11:18:32 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: No more trash bags for us!
(11:18:34 PM) JusstinCase: ::sets the screen saver and follows T'Kirr::
(11:18:50 PM) CharitySuite: Wow, real werkin' ziplock!
(11:19:00 PM) CharitySuite: No more escapin' odors!
(11:19:02 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: AND it has watertight seals.
(11:19:17 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: laughs ::
(11:19:17 PM) CharitySuite: Niiiice.
(11:19:38 PM) TKirr: :: from in the lift :: +Carre+ T'Kirr to Dr. Carre.
(11:19:53 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: +TKirr+ Carre here.
(11:19:56 PM) JusstinCase: ::wonders if this means tennis lessons will have to wait::
(11:20:21 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: to Harper :: Analyze the weapon signatures on the hull, I'd like to know who did this.
(11:21:23 PM) CdrHarper: :: runs analysis ::
(11:21:32 PM) TKirr: +Carre+ Doctor, we're getting interference from our sensors. We don't know how many casualties there are--they could be all dead. I want you in Transporter Room Two for the Away Team. Have Charity standing by in Sickbay.
(11:21:46 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: +TKirr+On my way, Carre out.
(11:22:03 PM) TKirr: +Carter+ T'Kirr to Lieutenant Carter.
(11:22:03 PM) CharitySuite: How 'bout ... this? ::presses a combination of buttons and watches as double-espresso materializes::
(11:22:19 PM) CharitySuite: They know their caffiene!
(11:22:35 PM) CharitySuite: Have fun, Boss. Ah'll hol' down the fort.
(11:22:45 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: ::writing a program... notices that the instructions are best described as incomprehensible jargon and mathematics::
(11:23:05 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: You get standby in Sickbay, might as well familiarize yourself with the Nimbus, manual is on my desk. :: Snags the coffee and an emergency kit and heads for Transporter room 2 ::
(11:23:10 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: ::notes the request comes from someone in science::
(11:23:23 PM) CdrHarper: This can't be right...
(11:23:27 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: What is it?
(11:23:48 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: ::figures he's going to have to have a talk with Justin about this... starting along the lines of scientists need to learn how to code more...::
(11:23:51 PM) CharitySuite: Hey- dammit, she took mah espresso.
(11:24:11 PM) TKirr: +Carter+ T'Kirr to Carter.
(11:24:23 PM) CdrHarper: I'm seeing signatures from Romulan plasma torpedos, Klingon disruptors, Federation phasers, Tholian weapons, Ferengi, Andorian... it's like he hit the fatherlode of weapon caches.
(11:24:24 PM) Percy: :: After the full scans have come in, Percy focuses on the most majorly visible threats to structural integrity, going over options for fixes that could take place from inside the vessel::
(11:24:26 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: +T'Kirr+ Carter here, go ahead commander.
(11:24:42 PM) CharitySuite: (fatherlode? fatherlode?)
(11:24:44 PM) TKirr: +Carter+ Lieutenant, please meet the Away Team in TR2. We're heading over to a damaged freighter.
(11:24:47 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Motherlode, Commander.
(11:25:04 PM) Percy: (Fuhr das Vaterlode!)
(11:25:12 PM) CdrHarper: (Harper has trouble with English idioms!)
(11:25:16 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: +T'Kirr+ Understood, on my way. ::checks in his code to the repository and heads down to TR2::
(11:25:46 PM) TKirr: :: exits the TL with Case and enters TR2, heading for the EV suits ::
(11:25:47 PM) CharitySuite: (That's better than being a chauvanist ... he was gonna get a firt-hand look at his rectum!)
(11:25:49 PM) CdrHarper: :: is corrected, hates this language ::
(11:25:51 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: ::wasn't really following what's going on in the bridge... so, frieghter? Should be interesting!::
(11:26:06 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: ::sees Case and T'Kirr:: Commander. ::falls alongside them::
(11:26:28 PM) CharitySuite: ::hopes Ryan didn't get hurt when he fell::
(11:26:36 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: And yes, being that it's unlikely that all of those races attacked this freighter, we're dealing with an attacker that's probably raided the best weapons cache this side of the galaxy.
(11:26:58 PM) TKirr: Suit up.
(11:27:14 PM) JusstinCase: Right.
(11:27:16 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: ::takes a look at the EV suit and grabs one::
(11:27:17 PM) JusstinCase: Uh.
(11:27:20 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: So what're we doing?
(11:27:26 PM) JusstinCase: ... How does this ... uh ...
(11:27:44 PM) Percy: ::Looks over at Carter leave and looks grumpily at her console:: Well thank you for telling me. ::sighs, and sends her findings to Carter's PADD with a note attached saying "please alert the Commander to tell me before she removes an engineer from their job"::
(11:28:03 PM) CharitySuite: ::gets a sweet tea and turns to call the staff in, just in case::
(11:28:06 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: heads into TR2 in time to hear "Suit up" :: Would that include myself or you want me to hang out here, Sir?
(11:28:19 PM) JusstinCase: [Yes, Charity?]
(11:28:26 PM) CharitySuite: (lol)
(11:28:33 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: ::gets a note from Percy::
(11:28:50 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: If our attacker has Romulan plasma torpedos, then he may have a cloaking device.
(11:28:50 PM) TKirr: :: dons her EV suit, reaching for the buckles on Case's to help him put it on :: There's a freighter voer there we can't get proper scans of. Its engines are leaking delta rays, and life support is minimal, if even.
(11:28:58 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: +Percy+ Uh, probably should have told you but Commander T'Kirr's taking us on a field trip.
(11:29:25 PM) CdrHarper: Possibly. But I doubt he's here, it's obvious he got what he wanted and left these people to die.
(11:29:25 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: ::putting his suit on, notices the doctor come in too::
(11:29:31 PM) TKirr: :: grabs a suit and passes it to Carre :: You're coming with us. There may be wounded, if they're not dead.
(11:29:46 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: checks the away kit for rebreathers, puts on suit ::
(11:29:58 PM) Percy: Quinn, please take over Carter's console. And please check our supplies of hull reattachment equipment while you're at it.
(11:30:04 PM) TKirr: (I grabbed Carter 'cause I knew Percy was busy)
(11:30:25 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: Commander T'Kirr... ::hands her the PADD with Percy's notes on it:: Some readings on the frieghter.
(11:30:26 PM) Percy: (Yeah...but she kinda needs to know that he's being grabbed)
(11:30:36 PM) TKirr: :: helps others with buckles and gets buckled in turn ::
(11:30:37 PM) Percy: (And I'm not really busy)
(11:30:46 PM) TKirr: (Communication, pfft)
(11:30:52 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: (( don't worry, it's just like my office... nobody knows what anyone else is doing ))
(11:30:54 PM) TKirr: (Sister gone then?)
(11:30:59 PM) Percy: +Carter+ Acknowledged. Have a nice trip.
(11:31:04 PM) CharitySuite: :: frowns in concentration as her turn in the SickBay Jenga game comes along::
(11:31:14 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: +Percy+ Thanks.
(11:31:16 PM) Percy: (At sister's place. She was asking about a grocery list before)
(11:31:46 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: That stands to reason.
(11:32:10 PM) TKirr: :: stands up on transporter pad, along with a redshirt security dude, and the others when they're ready ::
(11:32:11 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: ::can't help to think that Percy was supposed to go instead of him... hope things doesn't end badly::
(11:32:21 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Scan for warp trails out of this area.
(11:32:29 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: ::gets on the TL, to the red shirt:: I don't think I've seen you before.
(11:32:44 PM) JusstinCase: Red Shirt> And after today, you never will again.
(11:33:00 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: Mysterious type, huh
(11:33:46 PM) JusstinCase: Red Shirt> No, just prone to injury.
(11:34:06 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: well, good thing we have the doc with us.
(11:34:10 PM) TKirr: :: makes sure everyone's ready, then signals the ensign at the console ::
(11:34:14 PM) TKirr: ACTION> BEAM.
(11:34:27 PM) CdrHarper: There are a few, several hours old.
(11:34:34 PM) JusstinCase: ::feels all light-headed 'n' stuff::
(11:34:46 PM) Percy: :: Gets her screwdriver out and heads up to the core, checking over for any damage caused by the radiation that sensors might have missed during maintenance. She does a patch here and there.::
(11:34:50 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Keep a close eye on the away team.
(11:35:08 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: ::beamed::
(11:35:39 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (Five minute warning!)
(11:36:20 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: looks at the general wreckage and groans :: What happened here!
(11:36:31 PM) Rubix: :: Waddles around Engineering, brandishing her plastic wrench at anyone who is slacking for no reason!::
(11:36:38 PM) TKirr: ACTION> Away Team arrives in a poorly-lit cargo bay, gravity holding but barely. There is no one around.
(11:36:56 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: EnsSlacker> :: stops slacking! ::
(11:36:56 PM) JusstinCase: @ ::shudders:: This isn't pleasant.
(11:36:59 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: ::floating, magnetizes his boots::
(11:37:20 PM) TKirr: :: points to the door :: Let's have a look.
(11:37:28 PM) TKirr: (Gravity's holding)
(11:37:37 PM) Rubix: :: Beeps contentedly::
(11:37:56 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: EnsSlacker> :: Starts slacking again, but this time for a good reason ::
(11:37:58 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: ::unmagnetizes his boots after he regains his balance:: Woah...
(11:38:18 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: ::turns on a flashlight and looks at the crates in the room:: This is the like the start of every FPS I've ever played.
(11:38:41 PM) Rubix: :: Processes this and...determines that it is satisfactory. And thus starts playing around on his console, since he's not using it::
(11:38:43 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (Don't shoot the crate, it'll explode!)
(11:38:47 PM) TKirr: :: gets the door open and peeks out into the corridor ::
(11:38:51 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: ::picks up a crowbar:: Hey, handy...
(11:38:52 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: grins and uses Carter for a body shield ::
(11:39:13 PM) Percy: (lmao, is Carter a redhead?)
(11:39:13 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: ::follows T'Kirr, branishing his crowbar and flashlight::
(11:39:13 PM) JusstinCase: ::doing the scanning thing::
(11:39:21 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: (( nope ))
(11:39:34 PM) Percy: (Damn. No Gordon Freeman then.)
(11:39:36 PM) CdrHarper: Sensors are having trouble tracking the away team. It's the same interference.
(11:39:38 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: (Carre is)
(11:39:46 PM) TKirr: Well, I found people.
(11:40:01 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Alive or...not?
(11:40:02 PM) Percy: (Hm...but does she have a goatee?)
(11:40:05 PM) TKirr: :: looking one way then the other :: Not.
(11:40:08 PM) JusstinCase: ... I'm not showing any life signs.
(11:40:12 PM) JusstinCase: Oh.
(11:40:19 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: (( nope, clean shaven ))
(11:40:21 PM) JusstinCase: ::cringes::
(11:40:26 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: (>.> not touching that!)
(11:40:28 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: (( and he doesn't have the horn rimmed glasses either ))
(11:40:33 PM) Percy: (Well damn :-P)
(11:40:34 PM) TKirr: Let's go. Try not to step on anyone.
(11:40:34 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: (( hahahaha ))
(11:40:44 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (( And you know how?! )
(11:41:06 PM) Percy: (Bow chicka wow wow!)
(11:41:10 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: (( something in there needs a "that's what she said" ))
(11:41:11 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: is glad the first thing she learned to replicate was body bags ::
(11:41:18 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(11:41:20 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(11:41:21 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(11:41:22 PM) Percy: (That too)
(11:41:23 PM) JusstinCase: Eww...!
(11:41:32 PM) Percy: ::Pauses::
(11:41:36 PM) TKirr: :: pauses ::
(11:41:38 PM) CharitySuite: :: paused::
(11:41:40 PM) Rubix: :: Pauses mid-hop::
(11:41:45 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: :: paused ::
(11:41:46 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: pauses ::
(11:42:15 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: And there we go, back to normality aboard Atlantis. :)
(11:42:21 PM) JusstinCase: Normalcy.
(11:42:38 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: zaps Case for correcting the Admiral ::
(11:42:39 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Its not normal! Theres a huge crate in my quarters taking up space!
(11:43:08 PM) TKirr: Vicious animal? That sounds normal enough.
(11:43:17 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: It's probably porn.
(11:43:25 PM) JusstinCase: Companion cubes.
(11:43:26 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: A crate of porn.
(11:43:29 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: you have a huge crate of pr0n?
(11:43:34 PM) TKirr: Zomg that was supposed to be sent to my room
(11:43:41 PM) CharitySuite: ::removes the conjunction from the beginning of the Admiral's sentence::
(11:43:42 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: From Grandpa? I think not...
(11:43:44 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: well I got the crowbar
(11:44:01 PM) CharitySuite: Yikes. Ah hope not!
(11:44:45 PM) CharitySuite: 88-year-olds, havin' sex on their mobility carts ..
(11:44:46 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Now, I need to read this log everyone was making interesting comments about.
(11:44:52 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Nooks and crannies.
(11:45:08 PM) TKirr: Yeah same
(11:45:14 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: alright, take it to 4ch
(11:45:19 PM) CharitySuite: It's just a dinner log
(11:45:23 PM) JusstinCase: Hehe.
(11:45:25 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Night guys!
(11:45:28 PM) JusstinCase: The best dinner log evah!
(11:45:30 PM) CharitySuite: Yay 4chan!
(11:45:30 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: the best dinner log.
(11:45:36 PM) TKirr: Night Carre
(11:45:42 PM) DrRoxanneCarre left the room (quit: Exit: http://www.mibbit.com ajax IRC Client).
(11:46:01 PM) TKirr: And goodnight everyone, gotta get up earlier than I should on my day off
(11:46:08 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: we should release a version without the words... and let them do the madlibs themselves. :)
(11:46:17 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Oh god this is funny
(11:46:28 PM) CharitySuite: Heh, good night guys. The log was fun. Even though it turned out perverted. ::glares at Glenn::
(11:46:40 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: what?
(11:46:43 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: :)
(11:46:44 PM) JusstinCase: Amusingly enough! :-D
(11:46:51 PM) JusstinCase: G'night, everybody!
(11:46:51 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: those were totally legit words
(11:46:58 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: I didn't know the context they were used in!
(11:47:35 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Ryan deflowered.
(11:51:07 PM) Percy: Lolz
(11:51:18 PM) Percy: And with that valuable input, I depart! For Prototype!
(11:51:22 PM) Percy: (and foods)
(11:51:22 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: See ya :)
(11:51:23 PM) JusstinCase left the room (quit: Exit: http://www.mibbit.com ajax IRC Client).
(11:51:30 PM) Percy: Later dudes and dudettes.
(11:51:37 PM) Percy: And robots of questionable gender.
(11:51:38 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: i'm outta here too.. time for dinner
(11:51:43 PM) Percy left the room (quit: Exit: http://www.mibbit.com ajax IRC Client).
(11:51:45 PM) Rubix left the room (quit: Exit: http://www.mibbit.com ajax IRC Client).
(11:51:58 PM) LtJGRyanCarter: cya all laters!
(11:52:04 PM) LtJGRyanCarter left the room (quit: Exit: http://www.mibbit.com ajax IRC Client).
(11:52:12 PM) CharitySuite left the room (quit: Exit: http://www.mibbit.com ajax IRC Client).
(11:52:17 PM) CdrHarper left the room.