Bar Trek: The Next Generation. Episode 4: Sore Leave

[Growltigger]

Holly Valance covered in strawberry jam??

Doctor Geo, I know that you are a doctor, not a conserve and general home-economics whizz-kid but please could you give our first officer a sanity check..

he is just a little weird for his own good...

Now, did anyone see where that Milla Jojovich clone went covered in taramasalata and hummous?

[Erax]

"Engineering to Bridge. Cap'n, Commander Scoffo is aboard. We also have another Version of him in which he is an Elvis impersonator, one in which he is a cyborg and one in which he is three feet tall, has glowing yellow eyes and wears a hooded brown robe.

We are now searching for Lieutenant Kamog, I'll send the other Scoffos back to their original dimensions after we find him."

[Power Man]

OK Captain. Shields at “full Strength Relief”, Phasers at “Really Nasty”, and Torpedo banks at “High Interest”. To show our desire for peace I have hoisted the “Let’s PARTY” signal. Maybe we can bring some of the “Good Life” to the Deadstar Continumummummum.

The Deadstar ships appear to be heading to the “Dead Zone”, a region of Null energy that we know little about.

Captain ?? When did you dye your hair?? I thought I Just saw you on a lower deck. You were trying to hide your face and feel up a yoMan at the same time.

Captain (If it Really Is You) I suggest you hunt down your double-minger and get him off your ship!!
Don’t forget to use your own tyrannical, violent and ever so charming propensities and try to get him to take over His dimension.


(See we still have some unfinished business in This episode.)

[dogscoff]

one in which he is three feet tall, has glowing yellow eyes and wears a hooded brown robe.

Utini!!!

*Jawa-dogscoff immediately begins stripping down the transporter for saleable spare parts...

Meanwhile, real-dogscoff takes Elvis-dogscoff down to 10fwd for a (dozen) burger(s).

[ May 20, 2003, 16:46: Message edited by: dogscoff ]

[Erax]

Originally posted by dogscoff:


*Jawa-dogscoff immediately begins stripping down the transporter for saleable spare parts...

"Arg !! Here, you !! We can't have that, I just got through fixing that Transporter there !!"

Erax picks Jawa-dogscoff up off the floor by the back of his robe and carries him to the brig.

"Cap'n, we are having some, um, technical problems here, it may be a while before we find Kamog."

(how do we know it's a Jawa-dogscoff ? Easy, his goatee peeks out from under the hood).

[Raging Deadstar]

*The deadstar fleet quickly disperses in several directions and one of them launches a small craft which heads back towards the TSSS Phong's Head. Eventually after being thoroughly scanned (including what colour the lone female crew members thong is!) the ship is allowed to dock with the Phong's Head. The attractive Talena Atfield pilot Boards the ship and escorted by the red shirts with bulging eyes and are drooling. She is also accompanied by a host of more Jawa's who whilst the deadstar were in the vicinity scanned the ships CCTV and saw a scottish engineer pyhsically violating a jawa, and must stick up for their species honour, despite the fact this jawa has a ginger beard. The red shirts have to stop the jawa from stealing anything whilst Talena has to phaser a too eager Power Man who's hands were getting too close for comfort. She reaches the Bridge and gives Captain Jean Luc Le grand Chat and begins her speech.*

"Greetings from the Deadstar Continuum..." She looks unimpressed as GT slyly eyes her cleaverage.
"AHEM Eyes up here Please!" pointing to her eyes.
"We may have not got off to a good start but we would like to inform you we did not fire on your ship, we believe it's the work of a bunch of pirates or mercenaries working for a crime lord called Ragnarok. Now we are willing to forgive you for this misconception..." Notices where GT's eyes are heading.
"Eyes.... Ok so we are willing to exchange cultural information and beer recipe's, but any form of treaty is far off. Just be careful not to trespass in Deadstar space, we can't be held accountable for any losses to your precious federation! Now i'm afriad you'll have to settle this dispute with the Jawa and they demand the engineer who assaulted the jawa dogscoff be handed over for interrorgation and humiliation!"

*She heads back to her ship to relax as the jawa begin jumping at GT's arms shouting demands and making a nuiscance of themselves like little children, she smiles wondering how GT will settle this dispute and how they can interrorgate a scottish engineer... maybe showing him a brand new shiny nacelle engine and torpedoing it to oblivion!*

[Erax]

Luckily for Erax, the bridge intercom was on and he heard this whole exchange.

"They won't take me, no they won't, bunch of strange creatures, It doesn't even look like there is anything under their robes to assault anyway !"

Erax hurriedly re-assembles the transporter control panel (cyborg Scoffo, who has been forgotten up to now and wants to get back home, assists him in this) and uses his own signal as a template. He soon locks on to an Erax from another dimension and beams him directly to the bridge.

On the bridge, an Erax who wears a red shirt and has a huge, frizzy, bushy beard materializes amidst the Jawas.

"I am Comrade Engineer Erax of the People's Democratic Federation of Planets, and I demand to be returned to my ship immediately !"