Starship WrongPlanet: The washing the cat adventure! 6/26/05

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#$%#$#$ say's to author(G.h) to his keyboard
as he beats his head with a bludger! Take that you
slytherin slug(see book #5):

Ooooh! back to Prometheus!
YOU have the gun, Dragons is stunned!
and The (Cat?) is attacking you as you
were thinking of stunning it! A fake
purple beard and a purple sashe were
found by Dragons!

I found scotch, what purple beard and sash?

/me screams as cat attacks me, tranquilizer gun is set to "auto" and the room is sprayed with darts. A dart ritochets and hits me in the bum. I go out like a rock and I fall over unconcious, landing with a thud that resounds throughout the ship, and the cat runs off into god knows where. The evil nazi penguins give a loud cheer.

Now it is your scene morlock!

You enter the engineering room!

I grab the dartgun (still on auto) point it at the most prominent of teh penguins, I yell, "move and die", meanwhile analyzing the discarded sash.
But the penguins are present in overwhelming numbers!! ! I am mobbed! I need backup!! !

Why's Morlock so important for this?

Civet, who is the irate cat who is causing so much rucus, as she occasionally feels is necessary, darts off down the hallway where Morlock is playing target practice with the penguins. Not-so-gracefully and still sopping wet, she leaps from penguin-head to penguin-head in an attempt to get away from her insane crew.

Shapeshifting into a feline- Civet's best-kept secret, not everyone would be so thrilled to hear that she's a werecat, and that she may have been spreading the affliction to all those that she scratched and bit during this ordeal. But she'd better find a hair dryer, and quick, before they notice that she's sopping wet and smells of toilet water.

correction there were no penguins in the Enginnerring room.
So, I grab the tranq gun, squeeze off a shot into the cat, grab it, and analyze Lt. Promethius for injuries.
EDIT- Crap. Before I was able to correct my mistake, you saw my last post. BUT THOSE PENGUINS MESSED WITH MY HEAD, what diod you expect me to do

Hummmm-Ummmmm-Hmmmm!

is the sound that blares in the ship
halls as Mr.Ghosthunter proceeds
to investigate the situation!

Hmmmmmm? WHERE IS PYRAXIS
WHEN YOU NEED HER? (he thinks)

you! ensign Scoots go and find that
cat! Hmmmmm? I was wandering why
that dog that Pyraxis adopted was so
adverse to this particular* cat!

Doctor Sarcastic_Name report to
Engineering room! We have a situation!

Ummmm!-Hummmmmm!-Ummmmmm!

This is where Low Frequency comes
in and the Civet-Cat chase begins!

Ohhh crap... I send a general message to the crew... I found energy signatures consistent with a nanocybernetic shapeshifting technology found among the "werepeople"... one of us is not who they say they are.
EDIT-DAMMIT!! ! DISREGARD!! ! SLOW ONCE MORE. I need a faster connection

I spent fifteen years in the Periphery of Terragens Civilization, hunting these murderous werepeople. I hack internal sensor feeds, looking for anything remotely resembling a cat, or Civet... and start charging up my Gamma-Photrazonic picowaveform Laser Rifle. And thus the cat chase begins.

Dragons sits next to the cooler kind of dazed and watching the whole penguin-cat-Morlock mess. Then she hid behind some kind computer to watch the whole thing, followed by some penguins she didn't notice.