I'm blue, daboo dee daboo day......

Blue Dwarf
Shortly after the paintball team return victoriously (?)
"But, but, I was defending the base!! I was in charge of the coms, I
never got a chance to shoot anybody?" spluttered Zack. He had barely
stepped back upon the ship, before hearing the news that he was on
garbage duty for the next week, due to the fact that he hadn't shot
or captured anybody during the paintball competition. He would have
protested more, but it was Major Harris giving the news, and although
Zack had only been onboard Blue Dwarf for little over a week, he had
already heard whispered rumours about the Major.
"If it's any consolation, you won't be alone. Certain members of the
crew whose commitment to Blue Dwarf has been somewhat "lacking" will
also be joining you." snarled Harris. "I take a poor view of what is
basically mutiny, and those maggots are going to rue the day they
were born when I'm through with them...." As Harris walked away from
the cowering scientist, he felt a spring in his step. Finally shown
those marines for what they were; overpaid, stuck-up, second-rate
parade boys. Maybe now his boys would be recognised for the
proffesional, disciplined fighting force that they were. As his
comm. badge went, and he was called to break up a brawl between two
security officers about whether Wolverine could have had Spiderman,
he realised what he'd just thought, and had to pause a moment until
he stopped laughing.
Three hours later
Parrotts bar 2000
The party on deck five had been going on for quite a while now, as
most of the crew saw the recent paintball victory as a reason for a
bit of drunken celebratory revelry. Well, it made a nice change from
the "days of the week ending in y" celebrations, and it was made
doubley enjoyable due to the fact that somewhere on the Vega station,
the marines were probably getting a major dressing down.
"Psssht, Shteve, loook, it's.........Shmurf-boy" Zack shlurred, I
mean slurred into his drink as Kayn walked in. Zack had been
drinking his own 'brew' made from oranges frozen in liquid nitrogen,
smashed, and mixed with some laboratory grade ethanol.
"Hehe, watch this, Zack" Steve sauntered, or rather staggered up to
the rather forlorn Kayn who was making his way past the mostly drunk
security officers to the bar.
"You!" growled Smurf... I mean Kayn."
"Hey, hey, chill Winstahn.... Let me buy you a peace offering.
Cocktail?" grinned Steev.
"Oh, alright then, if you're paying"replied the somewhat placated
Kayn.
"What'll you have? Margherita? Blue Moon?" giggled Steev.
"Yeah yeah, very funny" muttered Kayn, as Zack and Steev proceeded to
pour several strong drinks down his throat.
Meanwhile, White wolf, as the hero of the hour, was surrounded by a
large crowd of people chanting "Down it, down it" as he was beating
Deathwish at a Tequila downing contest. Deathwish, who was no light
weight himself, slowly slid down under the table, joining two Welsh
security officers, three Irish engineers, and a big, burly Russian
called Olav.
Nobody there seemed to realise that hamsters can store liquid in
their pouches, as well as food. The combined drinks of about an hour
of drinking contests were sloshing around quite nicely in White
wolf's cheek pouches. Unfortunately, his comm badge went just as he
was downing a celebratory double vodka with a tequila chaser. He
promptly swallowed over two pints of strong spirits in one go.
"Oh deeaaarrrrr" warbled White wolf, as his eyes went slowly out of
focus.....

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