While everyone's out getting themselves killed, I'll be around here waiting for enough snow to have a halfway decent snowball fight.

...Boredom, however, is starting to get me interested in becoming a lemming.

So.

...

I'm going to take a wild guess and say there's no turkeys around here?

I feel like I'm in a haunted house all of a sudden.

Looking in the mirrors is starting to become trippy. I'm going to take a wild guess and say this is the onset to something that's eventually going to be a lot worse. Strap in for the ride, folks.

What is it with fires around here?

Yeah.

Shirt: Optional.

Is that pool done yet?

Ahhh, that was fun. I haven't played with water guns since I was a kid.

Note to self: Vulcans do not appreciate water to the face as an alarm clock.

Now, this looks interesting.

Sunny.

That'll be her name.

Captain's Log, Stardate 2258.256. That's according to the time I've been running by, but I've noticed that this place, though running on what seems to be the same unit of time, is earlier in the year. If the weather's any indicative, anyway. For the records, I'll keep going by where we were at back home ( Read more... )

Well, well, look at what we have here.

Maybe I won't need to beg at the temple for a phaser after all.

[[ooc: Kirk's a chargin' his lazar. He can pew pew laser beams from his hands. Him for the next few days: see icon.]]