[If Ishbel had figured out the voice thing, you would be treated to a high pitched and panicked and a little terrified voice. But thankfully you are saved from that and instead you get a shakily written message instead.]

I know what this is.

It's the Timekeepers.

Gods help us.

[ooc; First I want to apologize for my sporadic/non existent ( Read more... )

Everyone, stay away from the fog. I repeat, do not go near that fog. Seal off your rooms, run to the bowling alley, hide in the library, just do not let that fog touch you. Not one hair. Oh, and keep away from the ventilation shafts if you can.

Everyone else who's been affected already, just ... try not to eat each other, all right?

Not meaning to panic anyone, but the sensors are indicating that we are now caught in the sun's gravity and are drifting toward it, despite it getting darker. Which either means that the sensors are erroring, or that we have a potential deadline for fixing those engines. Either way, I doubt there is enough toothpicks and grey tape for us to ( Read more... )

[With the typical excellence of Star Trek time traveling, T'Pol is returned to the ship just after the engines died. On, and she's lost five years; instead of coming from 2161 and the decommissioning of the Enterprise, she's back from 2156, and the heat of the Romulan War. Oh, and she actually wears a Starfleet uniform now. No more silly catsuits. ( Read more... )

This still seems very much like magic to me. I do not trust it ( Read more... )

....uh.

Look, I don't know if this is just a thing, like the space equivalent of seasickness or jetlag or whatever. And I really don't need a rep as the chick who complains about stuff - especially since all things considered, I think I've actually been pretty tolerant, but....

What I mean is, does anybody else feel kind of....

...weird?

Is anyone interested in filling the newly vacated department head positions? Understandably, qualifications may be somewhat...lax.

[Private to Kirk]

I would like to speak with you regarding the ship's operations.

Frak, that was just what the doctor ordered. Not as good as having my Viper but that was definitely better than just sitting around in a tin can all day with nothing to do.  Shame there was nothing out there to shoot at and that those things handle like Raptors.

[There isn't even a hint of regret and the whole neglecting to ask permission part.  ( Read more... )

[He appears groggily in front of the camera, holding the tablet and wipes his face. His jacket's off so you get an eyeful of question-mark pullover and groggy tiredness from a hatless head with mussed hair.

And no matter what anyone says. The pullover is awesome.]

I'm not quite invigorated yet, but it is a start. So! What have I missed?

[He ( Read more... )

Bowling is tiring. That room is utterly exhausting. I feel as though I've been in there for days.

I should take a much required respite, now that I've entertained the ship a bit. I'm going to go to sleep for a few days. Only wake me if you need me. I'm going to have a look around for some Bodach a bit while I'm out.

[(OOC: And the Sandman ( Read more... )