The Feast of Shatmoy! Are you ready?

[pyat]

A friendly reminder to all my readers

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[doc_mystery]

This is wonderful, but I would compress all five nights of celebration into one.

::B::

[pyat]

Most modern celebrants do!

[pyat]

Shall we celebrate one night next week, Brian? :D

[anidada]

For a second I thought this was on a certain RPF comm and was confused as to your presence there. ;D

[pyat]

I'm everywhere!

What's an RPF?

[commanderteddog]

Real Person Fic, I believe.

YOU ARE SURROUNDED BY FICCERS. Semi-clear exits are to the North and West. What do you do next?

[pyat]

get torch

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Come down and celebrate! :D

[pyat]

And you can't escape the music....

Don't be such a Sarek about it, Cargo. I think it's kind of fun, even the discounted cartons of Eggnog with Aron Eisenberg's face on them.

[pyat]

Scene: A futuristic apartment, windows overlooking a purple forest and bright pink mountains. Fake snow is falling. Enter Majel Barret, in a state of agitation.

Lwaxana: Oh, shazbat! The anti-gravity cake won't rise, Deanna and William are stuck in an ion storm, and the replicator is all out of synthehol!

*transporter whine*

Lwaxana: Now, who could that be, on Shatmoy Eve of all days?

*musical sting as Colm Meany walks on set*

Lwaxana: Why, it's my old friend, Chief Miles O'Brien! What brings you here, Chief?

O'Brien: *holds aloft a bottle* I had a feeling you were in need of some Irish encouragment.

*laugh track, as Rosalind Chao walks in with a plate of sushi*

O'Brien: ...and we'll NEED it! Sushi? On Shatmoy?

*laugh track...

(Sorry for all the edits, Cargo... bad HTML tags and typos galore)

[mairesue]

I watched the newest Star Trek movie last night so it is kind of fitting to read this this morning.

[pyat]

What did you think of it?