June 21

[Kira]

[color=#000000ost_uid0]Sorry for the delay. Moving into a third-floor apartment, although eliminating noisy upstairs neighbors with creaky bed, is a pain in more ways than one. Today's accomplishment: being able to walk without a limp.

To make up for my absence, I have not one but two new TNG fivers for you. The first is from return guest fivist Wowbagger, who brings us "In Theory." It's joined by a contribution from another familiar face: Wade the Sane Commodore's second fiver, this time for "Interface."[/colorost_uid0]

[mudshark]

[color=#000000ost_uid0][quoteost_uid0]Ensign Van Mayter: GAK!
La Forge: Ohmygosh! Ensign ... ensign ... um ... Darn it, I've forgotten her name.
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Picard: (over the comm) The dark matter patches are forming words!
Riker: What do they say?
Picard: "While you were reading this, we snuck up behind you and knocked out your shuttle's thruster. Sucker." [/quoteost_uid0]
[quoteost_uid0]Crusher: Bread heater implant? You mean a toaster? You're a walking toaster!
Commander Maddox: (over subspace) I KNEW IT!
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La Forge: Come on Captain, who is the resident technobabble expert on the Enterprise?
Data: I believe I am, Geordi.
La Forge: Why don't you go test your off button?
Data: Testing now -- (THUD)
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La Forge: Commander, this is really creeping me out. Maybe you should seek some professional counseling for your trauma.
Riker: Do my sessions with Deanna count?
La Forge: Maybe you should get some counseling for those, too.
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Picard: Geordi I am SO mad at you right now, I'm speechless!
La Forge: Whoa, that is mad. [/quoteost_uid0] some more.

Good ones, both of you.[/colorost_uid0]

[Derek]

[color=#000000ost_uid0]Great fivers, both! Distrubingly, they work well together too.

[quoteost_uid0]O'Brien: (over comm) Sir, the shuttle already exploded! How am I supposed to get a--oh. How odd. Now I'm confused.
Picard: Perfectly understandable, Mr. O'Brien. Surviving is the captain's prerogative, and sometimes we just have to pull rank on Mother Nature.[/quoteost_uid0]
[quoteost_uid0]La Forge: Don't worry sir, I'm sure everything will work out. Starfleet declares people dead all the time and yet they turn out alive.
Picard: That regulation only applies to the senior bridge crew of the Enterprise.
La Forge: Mom's doomed![/quoteost_uid0][/colorost_uid0]

[Celeste]

[quoteost_uid0="Kira"][color=#000000ost_uid0]Moving into a third-floor apartment, although eliminating noisy upstairs neighbors with creaky bed, is a pain in more ways than one.[/colorost_uid0][/quoteost_uid0]
[color=#000000ost_uid0]...

Poor Kira lol[/colorost_uid0]

[Alexia]

[color=#000000ost_uid0][quoteost_uid0]La Forge: We'll use the shuttlepod Voltaire to guide the ship out.
Riker: You mean the one that spins out of control when ever the tiniest pebble hits it?
La Forge: Yes, why?
Riker: No reason.[/quoteost_uid0]

LOL :lol: Great work! Now, to go read the other one! [/colorost_uid0]

[Nic Corelli]

[color=#000000ost_uid0]Nice fivers, guys! Keep writin`! [/colorost_uid0]

[Opium]

[color=#000000ost_uid0][quoteost_uid0]Data: I have an explanation. Geordi had his hands too close to my bread heater implant.
Crusher: Bread heater implant? You mean a toaster? You're a walking toaster![/quoteost_uid0]


Hmm, this reminds of Data/Toaster from the TopTenLists...

Great fivers![/colorost_uid0]

[NAHTMMM]

[color=#000000ost_uid5][quoteost_uid5]Data: Bad kitty! Did naughty Spot try a site-to-site transport again?
La Forge: Data? That is so weird that I'm just going to chalk it up to dark matter.
Data: Pfft. Yeah, right.

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Dark Matter: Oh, yeah? Wanna make somethin' of it?
Worf: Sir, the air in the conference room just got sucked out of a nonexistent hull breach.

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Data: I will now draw on various romantic figures to create a satisfactory evening, such as Ward Cleaver, Bob Hartly, Commander Riker, and The Famous Mister Ed.
D'Sora: Why don't you spare me the trouble of calling you a weirdo and get out now?

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La Forge: Captain, MacDougal says that the ship is being attacked by evil "light" matter blobs.
Picard: And your advice is...?
La Forge: Prepare for attacks from dark matter blobs. And pay for their therapy; they're not evil, just misunderstood.

La Forge: We'll use the shuttlepod Voltaire to guide the ship out.
Riker: You mean the one that spins out of control when ever the tiniest pebble hits it?
La Forge: Yes, why?
Riker: No reason.

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Picard: (over the comm) The dark matter patches are forming words!
Riker: What do they say?
Picard: "While you were reading this, we snuck up behind you and knocked out your shuttle's thruster. Sucker."[/quoteost_uid5]
:lol: :lol:


[quoteost_uid5]La Forge: Don't worry sir, I'm sure everything will work out. Starfleet declares people dead all the time and yet they turn out alive.
Picard: That regulation only applies to the senior bridge crew of the Enterprise.
La Forge: Mom's doomed!

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La Forge: The Raman is a mess. Dead bodies, flashing lights, fire. Why do we want her back again?
Data: The Raman will be issued a new crew to go out and die valiantly.

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La Forge: Bah, woman! I want a professional's opinion.
Picard: (over the comm) Commander La Forge, report to Counselor Troi.
La Forge: I SAID PROFESSIONAL!

Troi: Geordi, how do you feel about you mom being missing?
La Forge: I don't like it. I want to find her.
Troi: But how do you feel?
La Forge: I feel upset. Shouldn't I?
Troi: But how do you feel?
La Forge: Can you tell me why they keep you on the crew again?[/quoteost_uid5]
:lol:
[quoteost_uid5]La Forge: Oh mom, there are so many questions blind love isn't allowing me to ask you!
Captain La Forge: Blind love, that's cute. You're really buying into this, aren't you? Okay, time to come clean. We're fireballs and we killed the crew of the Raman. Chew on that.
La Forge: But mom isn't a fireball... then that means... with only four minutes left... she's really dead! NOOOOOOOOO![/quoteost_uid5]
Heeheehee.[/colorost_uid5]