Conversation with #ussatlantis at Wed Jul 24 20:54:34 2013 on VAdmBlackthorne@packetstorm.va.us.darkmyst.org (irc)
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(20:59:15) CdrTKirr [TKirr@90-43-96-75.res.bhn.net] entered the room.
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(20:59:23) CdrTKirr: Greetings.
(21:00:04) VAdmBlackthorne: Hiya
(21:00:15) CdrTKirr: Tav in a few mins
(21:01:02) VAdmBlackthorne: OK
(21:04:07) LtAlexisWright [Mibbit@s-11-377-857-764.hsd3.or.comcast.net] entered the room.
(21:04:21) VAdmBlackthorne: Hiya
(21:04:25) LtAlexisWright: lo
(21:04:56) CdrTKirr: Hi Wright
(21:08:05) LtLedaHarper [Talaith@34-75-2-24.hlrn.qwest.net] entered the room.
(21:08:09) VAdmBlackthorne: Hey Leda!
(21:08:13) CdrTKirr: Greetings, Harper. =)
(21:08:14) LtLedaHarper: Hm. SOME signs of life.
(21:08:17) LtLedaHarper: Greetings, programs.
(21:08:35) LtLedaHarper: I bought CivV at the Steam sale. This was a HORRIBLE mistake.
(21:09:01) VAdmBlackthorne: Great game, bad for your concept of time
(21:09:21) LtAlexisWright: One.. More... Turn...
(21:09:53) LtLedaHarper: yeeeeaaaahh.
(21:09:55) LtAlexisWright: ffs my stupid laptop wants to install updates and I'm going to be telling it "later" for the next 2 hours if I don't just do it now
(21:10:04) VAdmBlackthorne: G'head
(21:10:09) LtAlexisWright: so I'll be back post-reboot
(21:10:12) VAdmBlackthorne: We'll start when Tav gets in
(21:10:18) CdrTKirr: He's logging in now
(21:10:32) LtAlexisWright left the room (quit: Quit: http://www.mibbit.com ajax IRC Client).
(21:11:02) DoctorTav [Bryan@90-43-96-75.res.bhn.net] entered the room.
(21:11:06) VAdmBlackthorne: Hiya Doc
(21:11:11) DoctorTav: Good evening
(21:14:28) VAdmBlackthorne: Just waiting on Wright to reboot
(21:14:40) VAdmBlackthorne: Leda, check yer IM
(21:14:51) LtAlexisWright [Mibbit@s-11-377-857-764.hsd3.or.comcast.net] entered the room.
(21:15:09) CdrHarper [Mibbit@lnym-73-158-179-06.rcmdva.fios.verizon.net] entered the room.
(21:16:20) VAdmBlackthorne: WB Wright
(21:16:51) DoctorTav: Yay Wright!
(21:16:59) CdrTKirr: WB =)
(21:17:00) AlexisWright [Mibbit@s-11-377-857-764.hsd3.or.comcast.net] entered the room.
(21:17:08) VAdmBlackthorne: omg there's two of her
(21:17:20) AlexisWright: The other one won't die.
(21:17:24) DoctorTav: When she returns she doesn't mess around.
(21:17:28) VAdmBlackthorne: Leda, kill.
(21:17:36) CdrTKirr: lol
(21:17:39) AlexisWright: I'm the right Wright.
(21:17:47) VAdmBlackthorne: Rite?
(21:18:00) DoctorTav: She won't die because I'm on the scene. She knows better.
(21:18:19) CdrTKirr: No dying allowed?
(21:18:21) DoctorTav: Starfleet Medical has her well-trained
(21:18:28) AlexisWright: Someone initiate votekick plz
(21:19:28) VAdmBlackthorne: OK, I wanna get started, but I need Leda to speak up in IM or the room. Guess who's tactical tonight since we have no McKnight.
(21:20:11) AlexisWright: Seriously, please kick the broken copy of me so I can have my rank back.
(21:20:34) VAdmBlackthorne: It'll time out
(21:20:39) VAdmBlackthorne: But let me see if I can
(21:21:01) LtAlexisWright left the room (Kicked by VAdmBlackthorne (LtAlexisWright)).
(21:21:07) VAdmBlackthorne: Well that was easy.
(21:21:10) DoctorTav: Oooooooooooooh
(21:21:19) VAdmBlackthorne: Then again, it's just from the room, not from the server
(21:21:41) AlexisWright left the room (quit: Client Quit).
(21:22:28) SighingLtAlexisWright [Mibbit@s-11-377-857-764.hsd3.or.comcast.net] entered the room.
(21:22:37) SighingLtAlexisWright: fucking mibbit
(21:23:18) SighingLtAlexisWright: The command to change your nickname is just /nick ... right?
(21:23:19) DoctorTav: That doesn't sound like any fun at all, and it might be illegal
(21:24:57) VAdmBlackthorne: I think so, yes.
(21:25:25) SighingLtAlexisWright is now known as LtAlexisRite
(21:25:30) VAdmBlackthorne: lol
(21:25:42) DoctorTav: Ha!
(21:25:48) LtAlexisRite: the correct spelling complains that it's already in use
(21:25:51) LtAlexisRite: so fuck it
(21:26:02) VAdmBlackthorne: It'll eventually time out and disconnect, at least.
(21:26:08) DoctorTav: Again, gotta check the legality of doing that.
(21:26:16) VAdmBlackthorne: Alright, let's get started
(21:26:30) CdrTKirr: :: TWEEEEEEEEEEEET ::
(21:26:31) DoctorTav: :: AA ::
(21:27:06) LtAlexisRite: ::AA::
(21:28:01) VAdmBlackthorne has changed the topic to: We're at warp out of a starsystem that we quantum slipstreamed into. On our arrival, we found two ships of similar make, one chasing the other and both firing weapons. Red Alert!
(21:28:03) VAdmBlackthorne: Questions?
(21:28:28) DoctorTav: Nope.
(21:28:33) LtAlexisRite: Are we fazed by our potentially being out of phase?
(21:28:40) LtLedaHarper: Nah.
(21:29:01) VAdmBlackthorne: Leda check your IM OMG.
(21:29:58) VAdmBlackthorne: As for the phase thing, no.
(21:30:39) VAdmBlackthorne: OK, here we go.
(21:30:40) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(21:30:41) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(21:30:43) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(21:31:36) CdrTKirr: :: just off center seat, switching between peering at her arm panel and the main viewer ::
(21:32:04) DoctorTav: :: continues his work in Sickbay,, fixing Ensign Tapev's broken arm... again. From a rock climbing accident in the Holodeck... again. ::
(21:32:06) LtAlexisRite: I am prepared to initiate initial scans of our sensor array.
(21:32:17) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> One of the two ships is destroyed by the other, which then changes course to chase us.
(21:32:28) LtAlexisRite: Or I could put that on hold.
(21:33:20) CdrTKirr: :: perks eyebrow in alarm ::
(21:33:45) LtAlexisRite: One vessel has been destroyed and the other in in pursuit, vector 247
(21:33:58) LtAlexisRite: (*is in)
(21:34:32) VAdmBlackthorne: :: looks to Kate :: How fast?
(21:34:41) CdrHarper: Warp five, sir.
(21:34:47) VAdmBlackthorne: Take us to warp eight.
(21:34:59) DoctorTav: :: finishes mending Tapev's ulna :: Ensign, you seem to be having too much fun for a Vulcan.
(21:35:05) CdrHarper: Warp eight, aye. :: presses the big pedal ::
(21:35:36) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> The pursuing ship matches our speed... and hails us.
(21:35:52) LtAlexisRite: Unidentified vessel is hailing us, Admiral.
(21:36:02) LtLedaHarper: :: The other Harper stands, a little rigid, at Tactical in McKnight's usual spot. She is watching and assessing the mystery ships' exchange, and glances up in surprise at the hail. ::
(21:36:19) VAdmBlackthorne: On screen.
(21:36:28) LtAlexisRite: :: taptap ::
(21:37:02) DoctorTav: Tapev> I disagree, Doctor. I have been unable to scale the mountain from Earth known as 'K2'. Seeing as I am naturally stronger than most humans, I should not be having this much difficulty. It is much more difficult than Everest was the last time I was actually on Earth.
(21:37:15) LtAlexisRite: :: looks at the communications frequency offset and wonders how this is going to work ::
(21:37:42) LtAlexisRite: On screen, Admiral.
(21:37:53) VAdmBlackthorne: :: stands and Picard maneuvers ::
(21:37:56) CdrTKirr: (( That's such a future-person thing to say, isn't it? Everest? Pssh, we conquered that centuries ago ))
(21:38:18) VAdmBlackthorne: (( K2's much harder, and wants to kill you ))
(21:38:23) DoctorTav: Ensign, might I recommend you make it to the summit with all the safety systems activated before you attempt it again without?
(21:38:24) CdrTKirr: :: stands with him, Spock-maneuvers ::
(21:38:28) LtAlexisRite: (( And both of them are getting taller, so like ))
(21:38:32) LtLedaHarper: (( Everest is happy to kill you too. ))
(21:38:40) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> A human-ish-looking fellow appears on the screen, with some various bumps, or ridges, or spots, or something, you know, the alien-of-the-week make-up treatement.
(21:38:45) DoctorTav: (( Yay! Someone who understands my reference! ))
(21:39:09) VAdmBlackthorne: AotW> You said you came in peace?
(21:39:31) VAdmBlackthorne: Yes. We represent the United Federation of Planets. To us, this is unexplored space, and we come in peace.
(21:39:58) CdrHarper: :: fiddles with the universal translator a bit after his first sentence :::
(21:40:04) VAdmBlackthorne: Well, you didn't find it.
(21:40:09) VAdmBlackthorne: AotW> ^
(21:40:30) VAdmBlackthorne: So it would seem. I am Admiral Ian Blackthorne, of the Starship Atlantis.
(21:41:01) LtAlexisRite: :: blinks at the speeds of the universal translator with this bewildering set of non-matching numbers she's staring it... technically, this shouldn't be possible. Maybe the sensor arrays are damaged due to the deflector wobbliness. ::
(21:43:03) VAdmBlackthorne: AotW> I am called Ot. No rank, at least, not anymore.
(21:43:33) VAdmBlackthorne: Given the similarities between yours and the ship you were just fighting, am I to presume we've stumbled into a civil war?
(21:43:43) LtAlexisRite: (( is that pronounced like Oat or Ought?))
(21:43:58) CdrTKirr: (( Guessing the latter ))
(21:44:04) VAdmBlackthorne: (The latter, yes)
(21:45:06) VAdmBlackthorne: Ot> You have. Your ship appears to be worthy, and our cause is just. Will you join us?
(21:45:34) LtLedaHarper: :: A brow quirks a bit. Join them in what, she wonders. ::
(21:45:44) VAdmBlackthorne: I'm afraid it's a policy of ours to not get involved in others' affairs, but we certainly wish you well.
(21:46:52) LtLedaHarper: (( Yeah, THIS is going to end peacefully. ))
(21:47:08) CdrTKirr: :: listens to the exchange, and Blackthorne's expected answer, as has been recited by many Starfleet captains of the past ::
(21:47:26) VAdmBlackthorne: Ot> As you wish. Be careful of the patrols as you exit our star system.
(21:48:35) VAdmBlackthorne: :: as the screen goes dark :: Anything on long range?
(21:48:43) CdrTKirr: :: loosens a little ::
(21:48:49) CdrTKirr: :: peers over to Wright ::
(21:49:29) LtAlexisRite: I'm fairly certain the sensors are malfunctioning, at this point, but I don't currently see any vessels on long-range.
(21:51:51) LtLedaHarper: Sir, I have something. :: Harper taps and brings up a corner display on the main viewscreen. A new, different vessel pops up, a blank marker at a distance. ::
(21:52:16) VAdmBlackthorne: :: frowns :: No way to tell if they're friend or foe.
(21:52:21) VAdmBlackthorne: Kate, change course to avoid.
(21:52:28) CdrHarper: Aye sir. :: adjusts ::
(21:54:29) LtLedaHarper: Incoming. :: Harper taps again, the indicator dot in the far corner of the screen adjusting course to track, and begin to close, on Atlantis. :: I'm not sure we're going to be permitted to stay uninvolved.
(21:54:41) CdrTKirr: :: seats herself softly and takes a look at the latest on her panel ::
(21:54:57) VAdmBlackthorne: Maintain red alert, stand by weapons.
(21:55:14) LtLedaHarper: Standing by.
(21:55:27) LtAlexisRite: Scan of arrays shows some damage. I will need a few minutes to take primary arrays offline and recalibrate before I can provide accurate readings.
(21:55:34) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> A hail from the closing ship.
(21:55:45) LtAlexisRite: We are being hailed.
(21:55:55) VAdmBlackthorne: :: still hasn't sat down :: On screen.
(21:56:00) LtLedaHarper: :: Leda, tight-lipped, glances over to Wright. ::
(21:56:06) LtAlexisRite: ::taps and nods at the Admiral ::
(21:56:22) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> Another AotW pops up, this one in an obvious military uniform.
(21:59:19) CdrTKirr: :: watches the alien on screen ::
(22:00:57) VAdmBlackthorne: AotW> You have trespassed into the sovereign space of the Crimson Sun Confederation. Identify yourself.
(22:01:30) VAdmBlackthorne: :: repeats his usual introduction ::
(22:01:35) LtLedaHarper: (( Uniforms. Uniforms mean no fun no matter what. ))
(22:02:12) CdrTKirr: :: takes a mental note of the new names ::
(22:02:49) LtAlexisRite: :: recalibrating secondary sensor array, since it is already offline ::
(22:02:55) VAdmBlackthorne: We do not recognize your Federation, and you have been seen aiding the enemy. Your lives are forfeit.
(22:02:59) VAdmBlackthorne: AotW2> ^
(22:03:16) CdrHarper: :: looks up ::
(22:03:29) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> The ship fires some sort of torpedos.
(22:04:01) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> Oh, and the comm goes black.
(22:04:02) LtLedaHarper: :: There is a fleeting, near-inaudible sigh from Tactical. ::
(22:04:07) CdrTKirr: :: wonders if setting the record straight would do any good while simultaneously clutching the chair ::
(22:04:08) LtAlexisRite: :: redirects power to forward shields and nods back to Leda ::
(22:04:56) VAdmBlackthorne: Evasive maneuvers. Drop out of warp, return fire once we hit range.
(22:05:14) CdrHarper: Aye sir! :: drops to impulse and tries to evade the torpedos ::
(22:05:44) VAdmBlackthorne: Lt. Harper, weapons free.
(22:06:26) LtAlexisRite: ::attempts scanning torpedo with partially recalibrated secondary array, because why not ::
(22:06:45) LtLedaHarper: Aye, sir. :: Tac's console chirps as Harper lines up firing solutions and opens up, torpedoes at distance, a raking phaser volley as the hostile vessel closes. ::
(22:08:55) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> The first enemy torpedoes are evaded, but another strikes as we close - and they ARE out of phase, just enough to penetrate right through our shields. The ship is slammed sideways as our secondary hull is breached.
(22:09:43) LtAlexisRite: I HATE it when I'm right.
(22:09:44) VAdmBlackthorne: (LtAlexisWright just signed off)
(22:09:54) LtAlexisRite is now known as LtAlexisWright
(22:10:10) LtLedaHarper: :: Harper latches desperately onto her console, managing not to do a full-on cross-bridge dive. ::
(22:10:19) VAdmBlackthorne: :: sits back down, hard, and does the usual Trek-thrown-around maneuver ::
(22:10:31) VAdmBlackthorne: What the hell was that?!
(22:10:52) CdrHarper: :: hangs on and fights with the helm to bring Atlantis around for some more good shots ::
(22:11:06) CdrTKirr: :: once stabilized, furiously studies the incoming readings :: Any way to compensate for the phase differential in the shielding?
(22:12:27) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> Fortunately, our weapons are also out of phase to them, and are quite effective.
(22:12:44) DoctorTav: :: pulls himself up from the floor and picks up a fallen tricorder ::
(22:12:56) LtAlexisWright: Working on it... There's MATH happening.
(22:13:20) LtAlexisWright: Adjusting shield harmonics...
(22:13:48) VAdmBlackthorne: In the meantime, keep up the evasives. Don't let any more of those things hit.
(22:14:28) CdrHarper: I am trying! :: brings the ship about for another clear firing solution ::
(22:14:54) LtLedaHarper: :: Grim, triggering another volley of phaser fire which mostly serves as a lightshow. The third and fourth torpedoes, however, are on target; one smashes the end of what might be an engine nacelle, the other hits off center and sends the hostile vessel into a tumble that's got to hurt. ::
(22:16:49) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> The other ship that was chasing us pops out of warp and adds to the Confederate's pain.
(22:17:05) LtAlexisWright: Oh, that's bad.
(22:17:10) LtAlexisWright: Now we've chosen sides.
(22:17:18) LtLedaHarper: I think THEY did that.
(22:17:34) LtAlexisWright: Well yeah.
(22:17:51) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> The Confederate ship silently explodes.
(22:18:11) LtAlexisWright: But that's not how the other Confederation members are going to see it.
(22:18:25) LtLedaHarper: :: Straightens, another fleeting almost-sigh on her lips, this one relief. :: No.
(22:18:50) VAdmBlackthorne: This I do not like. At all.
(22:18:56) CdrTKirr: I suggest we hail them first and present our sensor evidence, before they assume we have a chance to fabricate it.
(22:19:19) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> The other ship hails.
(22:19:32) LtAlexisWright: Except the sensors are all jacked up, so it's going to look doctored. Just saying. They are hailing.
(22:19:33) CdrTKirr: (( Walked into that one... ))
(22:19:50) VAdmBlackthorne: On screen. :: stands and Picards again ::
(22:20:00) LtAlexisWright: Aye, sir. ::taptap ::
(22:20:03) CdrTKirr: :: stands, too ::
(22:20:29) VAdmBlackthorne: Ot> So now you see, Admiral. This is why *I* fight. :: with way too much emphasis on the I to be normal ::
(22:21:48) VAdmBlackthorne: Granted, that was not the friendliest reception I've ever gotten. Still, this is your fight, Ot.
(22:22:11) LtLedaHarper: (( 'Oat' ))
(22:24:58) VAdmBlackthorne: Ot> Yes, it is. I did not rebel to beg for help. But, I would like the opportunity to explain why.
(22:25:36) VAdmBlackthorne: :: looks to T'Kirr a moment, then back at Ot ::
(22:25:51) LtAlexisWright: (( "You Ot To Know: A Manifesto" ))
(22:25:53) CdrTKirr: :: thinks talking is better than shooting ::
(22:26:20) DoctorTav: (( Just to make sure, Ot looks nothing like an Ood, right? That would be... ))
(22:26:24) VAdmBlackthorne: :: agrees with that thought, which he senses, then nods :: Fair enough. Is there someplace safe we could go?
(22:26:48) CdrTKirr: (( I read bumps, ridges, but no spaghetti-face ))
(22:27:39) VAdmBlackthorne: Ot> Yes. Follow us - and you would do well to keep your shields up, should we run into any more Confederates. Something appears to be... off.
(22:28:01) LtAlexisWright: :: under her breath :: like our sensor array...
(22:28:11) VAdmBlackthorne: We noticed. Lead on. Atlantis out.
(22:28:52) VAdmBlackthorne: Kate, match course and speed.
(22:29:01) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> Ot's ship warps away.
(22:29:08) CdrHarper: Aye sir. :: follows ::
(22:29:29) CdrTKirr: :: collects damage reports from the secondary hull coming in ::
(22:30:27) VAdmBlackthorne: :: turns to face the bridge :: Alright, I want to know why that torpedo sliced through our shields like they weren't there, then I want to know what we're going to do about it. In the meantime, I need a full damage report.
(22:32:03) LtAlexisWright: I'm afraid the simple answer is that the torpedo's reality was slightly out of phase with the reality of our shields.
(22:32:48) VAdmBlackthorne: A time phase mismatch? By how long?
(22:33:08) LtLedaHarper: Luckily, ours are just as out of phase with THEIR shields.
(22:33:25) LtAlexisWright: I need to normalize the sensor array so I can figure out what's due to the sensor malfunction and what's due to the phase disruption.
(22:34:14) LtAlexisWright: It's an energy wavelength frequency mismatch.
(22:34:32) CdrTKirr: See if use the data from our scans of their ship to align them.
(22:35:06) VAdmBlackthorne: I'm not intending to go fight their war for them, just to hear the man out. But I want to be ready if we face these Confederates again.
(22:35:27) LtAlexisWright: Physical object passes through object made of energy to strike other physical object. The physical matter is absolutely in phase.
(22:36:01) VAdmBlackthorne: That makes sense.
(22:36:04) LtAlexisWright: Aye, Commander. But I still need to bring down the primary sensor array for 2-3 minutes to perform the calibration.
(22:37:35) LtAlexisWright: The only reason I see this as so important is that the difference is infinitesimal... compare to milliseconds or even nanoseconds. I need to be absolutely sure I'm not fighting with our own sensors to get the right numbers.
(22:38:07) VAdmBlackthorne: (Five minutes)
(22:38:19) VAdmBlackthorne: Let's have something ready by the time we get to whereever we're going.
(22:39:32) LtAlexisWright: The secondary sensor array just finished calibrating, permission to bring secondary array online and bring down primary array for repairs?
(22:39:57) LtLedaHarper: I'm sure they were just as surprised as we, and there's no one making shield adjustments among the Confederates, at least for the moment.
(22:40:34) VAdmBlackthorne: Granted.
(22:41:21) LtAlexisWright: :: swaps the arrays, which leaves them with about 1/3 sensor capacity at all ranges, and initiates recalibration of primary array ::
(22:42:08) CdrTKirr: :: isn't happy when sensors are down ::
(22:42:59) CdrTKirr: We have hull fractures to decks seventeen through twenty-one. Repair teams are on site.
(22:43:01) LtAlexisWright: :: feels like 2/3 of her own physical senses of gone numb, an itchy and uncomfortable feeling, but knows it must be done ::
(22:43:21) VAdmBlackthorne: :: frowns at the damage to his ship ::
(22:43:23) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(22:43:26) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(22:43:29) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(22:43:30) LtAlexisWright: :: || ::
(22:43:31) DoctorTav: :: pauses ::
(22:43:55) CdrTKirr: :: pauses ::
(22:44:10) VAdmBlackthorne: Nicely done folks!
(22:44:33) LtLedaHarper: One day, I will do the Worf Dive.
(22:44:37) LtLedaHarper: But today is not that day.
(22:44:38) VAdmBlackthorne: Hahaha
(22:44:43) LtAlexisWright: XD\
(22:46:36) LtAlexisWright: We don't have anyone dangerous in the brig or anything, do we, because this means all of our energy weapons and shielding will be ignored by physical objects...
(22:46:48) LtAlexisWright: Any scary samples?
(22:47:06) VAdmBlackthorne: Not unless we've forgotten anyone from years ago.
(22:47:17) LtAlexisWright: Jimmy Hoffa?
(22:47:30) LtLedaHarper: aaaaahahahahhaa. Tav is going to have his ankles bit by someone's angry Petri dish.
(22:48:43) DoctorTav: Petri dish bites. Those are the worst.
(22:49:06) DoctorTav: Always full of diseases
(22:49:13) LtAlexisWright: Anything else on the docket? because I'm soooooo hungry I can't even tell you
(22:50:04) LtAlexisWright: My typing is terrible because I've been gnawing on my fingers already
(22:50:40) VAdmBlackthorne: Go eat! :)
(22:50:50) CdrTKirr: o.O
(22:50:51) VAdmBlackthorne: No bug eating for anyone tonight. :V
(22:51:00) DoctorTav: So maybe next week we will have some casualties?
(22:51:11) LtAlexisWright: I could eat some bugs, I'm that hungry
(22:51:15) VAdmBlackthorne: This doctor is weird.
(22:51:21) VAdmBlackthorne: He's wanting y'all to get hurt.
(22:51:29) LtAlexisWright: He's a Trill.
(22:51:34) CdrTKirr: -_-
(22:51:37) LtAlexisWright: Hosts are just hosts.
(22:51:37) DoctorTav: And that's news because... I mean, the first part about the doctor being weird...
(22:51:45) DoctorTav: We have plenty of red shirts, right?
(22:51:52) VAdmBlackthorne: Considering that blast we took, odds are we have them already.
(22:52:05) DoctorTav: Or do I need to order some?
(22:52:22) DoctorTav: 1-800-RED-SHRT
(22:52:22) LtAlexisWright: they
(22:52:29) LtAlexisWright: rare growing in that petri dish
(22:52:43) LtAlexisWright: just get them out of the clone tanks, amirite?
(22:52:49) DoctorTav: Just for fun, we could have some phased casualties.
(22:52:56) DoctorTav: uarrite.
(22:53:11) LtAlexisWright: Yes, I am Wright. And you are?
(22:53:23) DoctorTav: I'm the Doctor.
(22:53:34) DoctorTav is now known as TheDoctor
(22:53:48) VAdmBlackthorne: Hm, that makes you the EMH.
(22:53:56) LtAlexisWright: Show me your Sonic Screwdriver. And not in the dirty way.
(22:53:58) TheDoctor: EMH in a blue box?
(22:54:05) TheDoctor: Heeeeello.
(22:54:26) TheDoctor: :: pulls out a screwdriver, and opens a Tricorder for the sound ::
(22:54:34) LtAlexisWright: Nice try.
(22:54:39) LtAlexisWright: :: pats ::
(22:54:57) LtAlexisWright: okay dying of starve
(22:55:01) LtAlexisWright: <3
(22:55:04) LtAlexisWright left the room (quit: Quit: http://www.mibbit.com ajax IRC Client).
(22:55:19) TheDoctor: Good night, everyone. See you all next week. Except for T'Kirr.
(22:55:43) TheDoctor left the room.
(22:56:39) CdrHarper left the room (quit: Quit: http://www.mibbit.com ajax IRC Client).
(22:56:44) VAdmBlackthorne: G'night all!
(22:58:24) CdrTKirr left the room.