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*walks around the NX, bored* [07 Apr 2005|09:12pm]
*hides in shadows*

Well well well... The more things change, the more they stay the same. How boring these meat-sacks are. Not to mention my idiot brother.

*yawns*

Now... How can I spice things up a little here?

*rubs hands together*
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*on floor* [01 Mar 2004|11:31pm]
[ mood | confused ]

Ungh.

Where am I?

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Please let this not be happening... [09 Dec 2003|02:03am]
I think something may be... Wrong... With... Um...
My penis. A certain part of my body.

It's not acting like it used to. I mean... It didn't USE to act on its own at all!
Am afraid to tell doctor. Or engineer.
Am still in hiding.

Wha?
*guh*
Graagggghhh!

This has to stop.
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*in hiding* [06 Dec 2003|02:25am]
[ mood | brooding ]

I need a plan. Badly.

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I can't belive this is happening [21 Nov 2003|09:02am]
[ mood | horrified ]

*bites hand*

OK. OK.

Maybe I am over-reacting. Maybe this thing has never been used. Um. Urg. I'm not really sure that makes me feel a whole lot better. It's made for HIM!

I'm not sure if I can live this down if I ever meet him again...

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Whu? [20 Nov 2003|04:02pm]
[ mood | shocked ]

Ooooh... My head!
What just happened? Wasn't g30rd1_laforge here a minute ago?

*notices that repairs have been made*

Well now, at least that's something! I wonder if...

*looks aroud to see if anyone is watching*
*discreetly opens pants front*

OH DEAR SWEET MOTHER OF... SOMETHING?!!

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Dammit! [19 Nov 2003|04:09pm]
[ mood | enraged ]

I can't stay here! if this really is Picard's ship, that means in all likelyhood, my idiot brother and that pet engineer of his is right around the corner. I won't go back into that disgusting tube even if I could figure out how to wedge myself in there, and...

F......UCK!

Great, now my vocal processor isn't working either.

And where the hell is my penis? I can't very well ask around for it... And I'll be damned if I ask Vash about it...

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Stuck in some stinking tube [17 Nov 2003|09:53am]
[ mood | confused ]

Alright.
Let's try to get a grip on this situation.

Item: I am in some kind of narrow, stinking Jeffries-tube like thing.

Item: I can't move.

Item: I have no idea how I got here. Large chunks of my memory (and my body) seem to be missing.

Item: My internal chronometer is out of whack.

Missing:
Left ankle
Right ear
Penis (I knew I should have gotten that thing permanently attatched!)
Upper left third molar
Sole of right foot
All eyelashes
Skin on right pinkie-finger

Um...

Hello?

HELP????!!?

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Now what [25 Sep 2003|03:12pm]
[ mood | annoyed ]

Have finally given up on plan. Stupid flesh-bags with their unpredictable emotions. I wish everyone were normal and stable, like me. Have half a mind to leave this den of boredom. I wonder if I can sneak into Picards Enterprise when he isn't looking?

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*grumble* [21 Sep 2003|10:47pm]
[ mood | annoyed ]

Plan failing miserably. V. annoyed.

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Hmpfh [17 Sep 2003|10:15am]
[ mood | annoyed ]

Plan seems to be backfireing. _travis_ hasn't even left his room for ages, much less seduced Malcolm, taking him away from Trip thus ending the nightly romps of disturbing noise in my neighbouring quarters done anything else.

Malcom Reed seems to be miserable. At least that's something.

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Refreshing! [15 Sep 2003|12:41pm]
[ mood | refreshed ]

Aahhh... It feels so good... To be evil.
*smirks*

The plan has been set in motion. All I have to do now is sit back and wait. Of course, it would help if I managed to cram Travis and Malcolm together in a tight space for a time... Yes... Soon, my noisy neighbour will trouble me no longer. Mhah. Muhaha. MUAHAHAHHAHAHHHAHHAHHHAHHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAhHHGhklghpnmmffhp *cough*

Yes.

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Waiting... [09 Sep 2003|01:27pm]
[ mood | cheerful ]

I'm waiting for _travis_ to pay me a little visit.
I AM looking forward to it.

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I love it when a plan comes together [08 Sep 2003|11:17am]
[ mood | devious ]

I have tried to access the ships reccords to see which quarters belong to whom among the senior staff. Of course, they were all above my security clearance. Fools! Inferior flesh-bags! Try and stop ME, will you?!!?!!!?!

I re-arranged the furniture by beating it senseless with other bits of furniture - hah - that enough noise for you bunny boy? in my quarters for a few hours to calm down clear my mind. I feel certain that my noisy neigbour is indeed trip_tucker, but I wanted to make sure. Oh well.

I shall go ahead with the plan anyway.

Now... Where DID I store those sub-routines?
*accessing*

Ah... Yes...

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AHA! [06 Sep 2003|03:06am]
[ mood | devious ]

Just saw trip_tucker on his way out of the quarters next to mine. This explains everythinga lot. There isn't a person on this ship with their optic nerves (or whatever it is biologicals use) intact that does NOT know what's going on between him and... A certain other crew member. Not that I forgive the horny bastard of course. Oh no. This means WAR.

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Will it never STOP??!? [04 Sep 2003|12:02pm]
[ mood | angry ]

I have spent the last few days in an apparently futile attempt to soundproof my quarters. The sound coming from the rooms next to me are INSANE and I should know, and it NEVER stops! Except when the love bunnies whomever is living there presumably is on duty.

I CANNOT CONCENTRATE WITH THIS!
EMOTION CHIP.... OVER... LOADING..GHNH...

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Getting settled [29 Aug 2003|04:27pm]
[ mood | annoyed ]

I'm glad I don't need sleep, because with the noise I coming from the quarters next to me, I would have been completely unable to. Who lives there anyway? I forget, these humans all look the same to me. It was very distracting. Could not concentrate on plotting. V. upset.

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*yawn* [28 Aug 2003|11:25pm]
[ mood | bored ]

Was given a security briefing by mal_reed. Funny little man, he kept fuzzing and figeting and looking very angry all the time. And he never seemed to want to sit down... I wonder... Very dull.

Still plotting.

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New friends [27 Aug 2003|10:54pm]
[ mood | mischievous ]

I've been looking into this elim_garak person jonathan_archer is letting onboard along with me. I DO hope we get to share quarters. I find him... Fascinating. No, not like that you stupid biological hormone-slave.

Yes.

*smirks*
*resumes plotting.

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Still plotting [27 Aug 2003|12:35am]
[ mood | quixotic ]

I have asked jonathan_archer about becoming part of his crew. Am still waiting for the pathetic fools senior staff to make up their minds about me. *mutters something about human beings*

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