Session Start: Thu May 23 21:05:10 2002 Session Ident: #whosim * Logging #whosim to 'C:\Documents and Settings\Jennifer\Desktop\doctorx2.DALnet.txt' Hi David. Hello Jen Hello David Tell me, why oh why is this my day of problems?! I am back home from Mountains a day early I surely don't know I have to take kojack out again, real quick, will hurry back Glad your back. How was work, Rob? That job is over .. Now I go to Memphis Tennesee fro a month and then to Mobile Alabama Travel, travel, travel. You'll be needing a laptop soon. I cant afford to get the laptop I want so I had to settle for another desktop system .. -> *NickServ@services.dal.net* AUTH Jacie 2603991025601015 And you haul that back and forth? Plus I am about to buy a car car car Cool. What kind? Not sure about the local access so I didnt drag it with to mountains A ford Taurus station Wagon Well, you still have AOL, right? I found they were pretty good with access numbers when I traveled. I have to fix a leaky power steering and the electrical rear lighting system Im' back!! Wish I was so handy. How much did you fork out for it? Great, David. How are things there? they're going okay, thank you for asking:-) Ermm tomorrow I give em money $700 dollars and a 20 inch flat screen television I have a joke to tell, it's a bit long though so bear with me Sweet deal, for a car. I could use a funny about now. Not one of my better days. joke warning, joke warning, stop reading if you don't want to hear a joke Have you heard the one about the Klingon penal oolony? oops, colony Well, as it happens, an Earthman is captured during a skirmish near the neutral zone... they bring the poor bastard to a prison camp in some steamy, smelly jungle, where he meets the commandant of the place... *** TheBrig has joined #whosim *** Jacie sets mode: +o TheBrig Naturally, he's expecting all kinds of horros at this place. But the commandant tell's him it's not as bad as he thinks... After all, Klingons are a lot more sensitive than other species give them credit for. The prisoner says he doubts that... Hi Cody To prove his people aren't as vicious as they're made out to be, the commandant goes on to outline the camp's schedule of events... <> "Tell me", he says, "do you like good food?" The guy says, "of course I do"... The commmandant says, "You're going to like mondays. Every monday we have a picnic on the prison grounds, and we serve all kinds of Klingon delicasies. Because we're sensitive to other races needs, we also serve Vulcan mollusks, Terran hot dogs, Orion slugs and Romulan ale"... the prisoner's thinking, that doesn't sound half bad. The commandant says, "Do you like listening to music?" the prisoner says, "sure, I guess"... The Klingon tells him, "then you're going to like tuesdays. Every tuesday we perform a Klingon opera for our prisoners. Because we're sensitive to other races needs, we also bring in musicians from Earth, Vulcan and other Fed worlds to display their prowess"... The prisoner says, "You're kidding me". the klingon says, "I wouldn't kid you about that. We klingons take our music very seriously" .. Then the commandant asks the prisoner, "Do you like women?" the prisoner replies, "Yes, very much"... *** GhostIrish has joined #whosim *** IrishTCat has quit IRC (Ping timeout) *** TheBrig sets mode: +o GhostIrish <> * Jacie waits for the long punchline Then the Klingon says, "You're going to like Wednesday. YOu see, we know how lonely prison life can be, so every wed we bring in a ship full of women from the other prison camps...women of every species,so each prisoner can find his or her soul mate"... <> * Jacie imagines being on the "Love Boat" barge. The prisoner can't believe this. He asks the Klingon if it's true,and he swears by his first ancestor that everythings just as he says it is. The prisoner is beginning to think he's not going to have a bad time after all.. <> Then the commandant claps him on the shoulder and says, "Tell me, my friend...do you like being in an arena with a dozen strapping warriors, carving each other to pieces with razor sharp blades until only one of you is left to sing his praises to the Empire?"... The terran looks at him horrified. "Uh....no, I don't think I'd like that at all." and the klingon says, in a sympathetic voice, "In that case, you're not going to like Thursdays" :-) 8-D <> <> Just me Nero and Orion <> <> I'm assuming Tuna got delayed further, so let's get rolling ok? CASTING CALL? <==========Fred <<<<-------Not sure who he is <> <=====waiting to see who needs to double what:-) < I can be either Voyager crew characters or Fair Haven.> <<---puts on an imitation Doctor costume and clues on thick beard >> <==================Voyager crew <> < === wee Fair Haven denizens <<<-- points up >> <<>> <> <<>> # = Lake O'Dell @ = Voyager Bridge *** AlxKeegan is now known as DWFred @ ::explosions halt as smoke billows out and settles over the Bridge:: # ::The Doctor falls through the air taking time to notice the little details while also screaming in a Doctorly fashion :: @ ::the lights are automatically switched to red light emergency power:: # :::As they fall into the Pit of Despair, Fred yells in a mixture of fright and excitement:::: @ > Capt Janeway > ::Recovers from the plasma strike:::: Damage report and casualties? # :::Suddenly, they impact a lake:::: # SPLASHHHHHHHHH # :::Fred swims easily to the surface::: # :::She looks around and sees the lake is at the bottom of what appears to be a castle::: # ::The Doctor swims to the surface looking for Fred :: Ah there you are .. @ CHakotay> Casualty reports coming in, Captain. All power systems on backup reserves. @ > Capt Janeway > :::Surveys the bridge and sees several people down and glowing with a strange blue light:: Medical evac team to the bridge. Chakotay see that all functionaing stations are manned. # :::She holds up her hand in front of her face, looking wonderingly at it:: @ Chakotay>No hull breaches, but we have a third casualties throughout the ship. # Doctor, we're in color again! @ HoloDoctor>::kneeling down and scanning the fallen Tuvok and Kim:: This shouldn't be happening. # ::The Doctor looks at the castle :: It has been my experience that going to a castle such as that usually ends up with me being imprisoned by some sinister being .. ::looks at his hands :: We must have entered another subdimension .. # Shall we go ashore? :::starts swimming for shore::: @ HoloDoctor>Their life signs are stable but weak. It's as if there being masked. # :::Fred notices that her jumpsuit completely protects her from the cold water::: @ > Capt> What are their conditions, Doctor? # A capital idea Fred .. ::The Doctor swims to the edge of shore and climbs out of the water :: @ Chakotay>::takes over Communications:: # You mean we're going to run into another sinister being? There sure are a lot of them around, aren't there? # ::The Doctor sighs :: That seems to be the usual pattern Fred my dear .. # :::Fred climbs out of the lake, flings her hair back behind her and squeezes the water out quickly::: @ HoloDoctor>Their unconscious, in some form of stasis. @> Torres > With permission Captain I will go to engineering and see what can be done about getting the engines restored # ::The Doctor pulls out his pocketwatch scanner and activates it :: # :::Fred wanders over to the castle walls::: @ Chakotay>Computer, emergency site-to-site transport to Sick Bay. @ HoloDoctor>Computer belay that! @ > Capt> Proceed Torres. Is that the blow glow? # I beleive it is time to break from tradition and head toward these life scans my scanner is picking up .. ::The Doctor gestures for Fred to go first :: @ HoloDoctor>With the energy field surrounding them I advise against any transporter. Stretchers! # My scanner indicates that the year is 1910 .. @ ::HoloDoc oversees several crewmen carrying Tuvok and Kim off to sick bay:: @ > Capt> Chakotay give me a full ystem report as soon as possible # ::The Doctor notices Fred starring at the walls :: Have you found anything interesting Fred ? # Why, yes, I think so. There's something engraved in the wall. # It says, "Property of Clan O'Dell". # ::The Doctor takes deep breath :: I already prefer this world much better than the last .. # But which world is it? # So what conclusion do you reach from that information ? ::The Doctor showing his love of teaching :: # Hmmm...:::looks around::: perhaps Ireland? @ Paris>Captain, I think we're stuck. # Quite correct .. ::The Doctor smile broadly at Fred :: # :::Fred claps her hands:: Hurray!! @ > Capt> Stuck? @ Paris>Impulse Engines are running in reserve power, but we're not going anywhere. # So what do you say to a little recce ? ::The Doctor offers Fred his arm :: @ Chakotay>I'm getting something on the exterior sensors. Transferring to viewer. @ ::the viewer image switches from black to space emersed in an eerie blue light:: # I'd be delighted, Doctor. :::slips her arm in the Doctor's:: @ > Capt > ::Crosses to screen::: @ Chakotay> Sensors show a particle dispersion field 1 parsec in diameter. We're right in the center of it. @ Paris> ::openmouthed:: Now you know how the fly feels stuck in amber. # :::The Doctor and Fred walk down thru the hills, coming out in a quaint Irish town::: # Fortuantely our emerald feline friend chose to stay behind .. That little drop into the water would have upset him.. Of course that means he is going to miss seeing the emarld isle of Ireland .. @ > Capt > Even amber can be melted Lt. Now find a way out ::Smiles:: # = Fair Haven &= Voyager Conference room & > Capt> ::Takes seat at conference table::: First I'd like a damage report from Lt Torres # How lovely .. ::The Doctor smiles :: I am certain these natives will be friendly .. # :::as they reach the town, Fred's garb changes appearance, looking like a period cold weather dress, blouse and jacket::: # ::people smile and nod to the visitors as they walk the streets on the business:: # ::along one busy street a redheaded girl tends her flower cart:: # :::Fred looks around, nod and smiling back at the people::: & > Torres> According to all my system dianogstics the core is funtioning normally, only it is outputting zero energy. There appears to be a dampening field of some sort that I haven't been able to get around... yet. Presently we are running on battery power alone, if all unessential power grids are shut down there should be enough energy to operate systems for 5 days # We meaning you and I spend too much time amongst exotic locations and strange alien technology .. A simple village of Ireland should be a relaxing change of pace .. # It sounds marvelous, Doctor. & > Capt> Very well, Lt Paris is still trying to get us out of here, I'm sure he would appreciate some sort of power to do so. # Maggie>That twould be two pence. ::takes the coins from a customer:: Now be sure Eilleen puts those daisies in water right away Finnegan. # That is probably why the Earth is one of my favorite planets to visit .. & > Capt> Seven? Can you at least tell me where this creek we're stuck in is? *** DocEight has joined #whosim # Maggie>::sees another couple walking her way:: Can I interest you in some fresh roses? The best Fair Haven has to offer. # ::The Doctor nods to people smiling and occasionally waving :: <> # My but they're pretty! & > Seven > ::Looks puzzled and shifts in her sprayed on catsuit::: Creek? *** DWFred sets mode: +o DocEight # How fresh are your roses ? ::The Doctor looks at the flower seller :: <> & > Capt > Sorry, apoor attempt at levity. It's an old Earth expression. What is our surrent location? # So this is Fair Haven .. Quite a lovely place you have here .. ::The Doctor examines the flowers and then smells them with greta gusto :: <> # Maggie>They came straight from me garden this very morning. # Maggie> Fed by the River Shannon herself. # It's a wonderful name, Fair Haven. # Your flowers are quite lovely .. I will buy some for my friend .. # For me? :::happy smile:: # ::The Doctor pulls out a small bag containing a multitude of various coinage :: <> % > 7 of 9 > All Astrometric sensors are down. They will have to be recalibrated.... I should accomplish this task within 46 hours of starting. # Maggie>Right sir. What's your favorite color, miss? # ::: The Doctor hands Maggie several dozen shillings :: Is this enough ?? # Ummm...how about pink? # Maggie> ::eyes widen at the ten pound's worth of coins:: More than enough sir. You wouldn't be chance be a visiting aristocrat? # Oh no, miss, he's an emminent Doctor. & > 7 of 9 > Fortunately I started a continous back up system last week. Before the sensors went off line they recorded a plasm spatial rift in the nebula we had entered # Maggie>:::gathering up a bouquet of pink roses:: An English doctor? Fair Haven is honored. # Maggie>What brings you to our small town, may I ask? & > Capt> Speculation, is that what is affecting the engine core and our casualties? # ::The Doctor winks at Maggie :: I have several titles but I think the value of a person is worth far more than some grandioise empty title .. # ::a portly white-haired man springs up from nowhere:: Ah Maggie, who do we have here? Aristocrats, did ye say? & > 7 of 9 > I believe the rift interacted with warp core and is why it currently registers zero output # Maggie>Now Seamus, you know it's not polite to eavesdrop. # :::takes the bouquet as it is offered to her, sniffs it, smiles happily, then holds them carefully close to her::: # We do know an aristo cat though .. ::The Doctor laughs at his little joke :: # :::Fred giggles at the Doctor's joke:: <> # So your name is Seamus .. A pleasure to make your aquaitance .. ::The Doctor nods to Seamus :: # Seamus>I wasn't eavesdropping ::places hand over heart:: as the Lord is my witness. # I am called the Doctor and this is Fred .. & > Torres> If this rift connected with the core then it's most likely acting as a power sink. Which would mean we can not restore the core to proper function untill that connection is broken # Maggie>And don't you be takin' the Lord's name in vain either. Unless you want another lecture from Father Mulligan. # :::curtsies:: Winnifred Stephanie O'Donnell, at your service. <> # But my friends call me Fred. # Seamus> English travelers I see? The pleasure of your acqaintance is all mine. & > Capt > Can a sheild be... # Seamus> Have you friends in Fair Haven? # Seamus> Someone to show you the way? & > Torres> Sorry it's a catch 22 situation, without more power we can't extend a sheild to break the contact & > Capt > ::Frowns and turns to the HoloDoctor:: <> # I beleive this fine man is offering his services as a guide .. What do you think Fred ? # I'm sure he'd be a wonderful guide. <> # Maggie> ::warningly:: Seamus, don't you go bothering these nice people. <> # So Seamus What do you suggest we see first ? ::The Doctor gives Seamus several shillings and then puts up his bag :: # Seamus> Now Maggie, I only mean to keep them from getting lost. After all, this pretty lass looks like she's in need of refreshment. # Seamus> A drink or two at pub, perhaps Doctor English? # A pub? That sounds like fun, Doctor. & > Capt > Casualty report? # Seamus> Sullivan's is the best place in all of Fair Haven. And I do believe the Rings Tournament is this afternoon. # A pub it is then .. LEad on Seamus Lead on .. ::The Doctor gestures again :: # Seamus> Be happy to. ::tips his hat:: G'day Maggie. <> # ::skedaddles across the street and up the steps to Sullivan's Pub:: # A pub is the nerve center of small villages such as this Fred.. A place for people to gather and catch up on whats happening in each other's life.. *** DocEight is now known as TheHoloDoc <> & so far there's no casualties, Captain. But Everyone who came into contact with the Plasma seem to be in some kind of Particle stasis. # Seamus>::holds the door open for the gentleman and his lady:: & They're stable at the moment, But I don't think they'll recover until the plasma can be drained. Even if it's done, There's no sure sign that they won 't suffer any permanant damage # Seamus> Ah Michael, a pint for this fine gentleman and his later. # ::The Doctor enters the pub and looks around :: A very pleasant looking establishment . ::The Doctor smiles :: So what do you think Fred ? # :::Walks into the pub, looking around with interest:::: & > Capt> Thank you Doctor, it's nice to finally hear something positive # ::slightly rugged looking man, looks up from behind the bar, dust rag in hand:: # Michael>Seamus, who did you beg your drinks from this time? # It's very charming, in a roguish sort of way. & > Capt > ::Stands::: Very well, everyone return to duty stations. We have more than enough problems for all of us to work on. ::As they start to leave she raises her hand and speaks in a command voice::: Our first prority must be to break this energy drain :: Shifts back to normal:: despite what personal concerns any of us have. Understood? # Seamus>::feigns a hurt expression:: I do no such thing Michael Sullivan. But now that ye mention it, I am a bit parched. # A great pleasure to meet you .. Are you the owner of this establishment ? ::The Doctor offers Michael his hand :: # Michael>::rolls his eyes and pours three pints of ale:: # Michael>That would be my dubious pleasure, Mister...? # Doctor Johm Smith .. But most people call me the Doctor .. # :::offers her hand to Michael Sullivan::: # Winnifred Stephanie O'Connell, pleased to meet you. # Michael> ::shakes his hand:: A pleasure to meet you Doctor. And your young miss. $= Voyager engineering # Michael>You're English aren't you? $ > Capt > Can you manage a shutdown? # Michael>I don't remember any ships docking from England today. Where did you come by? The road from Dublin? <> # My parents are Irish and Egyptian. # ::looking around the pub again:: @ = Sickbay # We came by Castle O'Dell. $ > Torres > ::Drops a socket driver and snarls something nasty in Klingon::: # Seamus>::splurts out his mouthful of ale:: Castle O'Dell! <> # :::looking worried:: Are you okay, Mr. Seamus? $ > Capt> :: Smiles:: Don't tell me, that means...no? # Michael>:::sneers at Seamus and cleans up his mess:: I'm sure Miss Fred means they came by the road past the castle. # Seamus>::wild-eyed look:: Only Spirit Folk dare to take that route. # :::nods::: That's exactly what I meant. # What my young friend means that Castle O'Dell was our first stop on our tourist visits .. # Michael>Now don't ye go spreading those wild fantasies again, Seamus. $ > Torres> Sorry Captatin. ::Kicks power cable out of her way :: Even an octopod would have difficulties with this jury rigged... ::pause to calm herselm:: mess # We are travelers.. Wandering here and there.. # :::stage whispers to the Doctor:: I guess this means we don't tell them about the Selkies? # Michael>See, a perfectly reasonable explanation. # :::winks at Seamus to show she is just joking::: $ > Capt > :: Motions to 7 of 9 :: Well, we have no octapods, but I believe we can lend you 2 more sets of hand if you'll tell us what you need # Seamus>::gulps down his pint, still staring at Fred in a fearful way:: I think I'll be needing another drink, Michael. # Michael>::pours the man and drink, then sighs when he turns away:: # There was mention of some sort of tournament .. ::The Doctor asks couriously :: # Michael>You'll have to forgive the locals, Dr. Smith. A bit superstitious at times but they are kind folk, nonetheless. @ ::takes a cortecal stimulator from the Tray next to one of the beds and places it at the base of the neck of one of the injured crewmen:: # ::::Fred puts her hands behind her back and starts strolling around the pub, looking everything over with great interest::: # Michael>::smile broadens:: Rings Tournament. ::waves hand toward the pegged board on the wall:: You wouldn't be wanting to cast your hat into the contest? $ > Torres> :::Explains what she needs Seven and the captain to do, Once they are set they look like a drunken game of twister:: Okay, everyone hole their position ::: Takes socket driver and extends both metal tip:: # ::The Doctor nods :: I am willing to give it a try .. <> <8-D,ty> <<> # Michael>It's 5 shillings to enter. # ::the clock tolls 3 and a crowd begins to enter the pub on schedule:: # ::The Doctor gives Michael 5 shillings :: # Michael>Right then, Dr. Smith. Here now lads, we have a new contestant for Rings. <> # :::Fred comes over to watch the Doctor play::: $ > Torres> Close your eyes and be prepared to snuff out amy sparks ::: Touches socket driver to two pwer points and they are briefly covered in a shower of sparks :: <<:Waves:: sweet dreams guys>> <> <> *** TheHoloDoc has left #whosim # ::various strong-armed men gather around sizing up the well-dressed traveler and muttering about his undermatched English ways:: # Michael>::steps out from behind bar, handing out rings to the contestants:: Alright, ye know the rules. Stand behind this line and aim for the peg with the highest point. # My turn ? ::The Doctor tosses his ring and it goes awry :: <> # ::the crowd cheers and jeers, eager to defeat the Englishman:: <~down and down I go/round and round I go/like a ship that's caught in the tide~> # Michael>It's not as easy at it looks, Doctor? Give it another go. @ > Tuvok > :: Suddenly opens his eyes, they are glowing bright blue and he casualy brushes the HoloDoctor aside as he rises:: # ::THe Doctor notices a slot open up :: $ > Capt> ::To Torres::: We managed to shutdown the core but you don't look very happy Lt # ::He looks at Fred to see if she sees it and then at the other people in the bar :: # Certainly .. ::The Doctor tosses this ring to the proper place :: # :::sees an unusual console suddenly appear, set into the wall:: # Seamus>::gulps his ale:: 50 points. Sure he's not using magic. # :::Fred strolls over to look at it::: # Michael>That twas a fair throw Seamus. Well done Doctor. # ::The Doctor considers the advanced technology that is obviously very out of place here :: @ Kim> ::Also cimbs off medibed, eyes glowing. He nods and all the other injured crewmen also rise and they push their way out of the sickbay:: # Michael>Alright, Tim you're up. # :::softly:: I don't think this belongs here. $ > Torres> :::Angry:: This blasted re-set won't iniate # Sometime people see mysterious things that others do not.. Its a very interesting phenomon .. # The keys are glowing, Doctor. Is that typical? # ::the crowd mills about jockeying for position to see the leader defeat the Englishman, all are oblivious to the curiosity attracting Fred's attention:: # ::::Fred tenatively reaches out a hand towards the controls::: $ > 7 of 9 > :: In a calm voice looks up rom her scanner::; Sensors indicate that this was not the only strike point # I am not certain Fred .. ::The Doctor rubs his beard thoughtfully :: # :::Fred touches the keys::: $ > Capt> Can you locate the other point # :::her hand begins to glow blue and become fuzzy::: # :::looks over to the Doctor, nervously::: # Doctor? $ > 7 of 9 > I already have Captain. ::Looks up and tilts head quizacally:: It appears to be on the main Holodeck *** DWFred is now known as AlxKeegan <> <> <<>> <<>> Hurray!!! good job, one and all Bravo! Great job kids! Good Job Cody , David , and Jen glad you could make it, rob, you played a fine doctor Ty, I'll have to read the log to find out what yall did ;-) I have to go now, have to let my sister use the computer now Me too. I want to see more of that twister game. ;) :-) Hope to see you guys next week. I'll e-mail Tuna and see what problems he's having. I miss him. Any one catch that Torres always used a socket driver? *** AlxKeegan has quit IRC (Write Error: Connection reset by peer) I am curious to see what kind of anime the are going to be selling at the convention Night Night Cody Night Jen You all take care and have a good Memorial Day! Night David Everyone have a happy and safe holiday Next week I am going to be in Memphis Tennesee *** GhostIrish has left #whosim You have to get some really tacky Elvis thing then :-) Hey Cody! Ratz too late again What did you think of the Buffy finale? Yep? Session Close: Thu May 23 23:04:40 2002