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The Strobe
16:35 / 18.02.07
Welcome about the Barblestar Galactalith, the last surviving military ship of Mankind. On board are a rag-tag bunch of military types, and almost certainly the odd Cylon sleeper-agent or two.

Also, everyone of any significance is hott.

So, I ask you: how are we surviving this Cylon threat? Is everybody holding up under the strain? And just how high are sexual tensions aboard?

(Also: really, who are the Cylons in our midst?)

In short, it's the Barbelith-equivalent of a secret bedroom fortress, except we can really pretend we're in space.

The rules of this thread are very simple:

i) You don't all get to be treacherous evil geniuses
ii) You don't all get to be secret sexy robot ladies
iii) Don't frack about, or:



OLMOS will get mad. Please don't make OLMOS mad.
 
 
sleazenation
16:37 / 18.02.07
But, where is the algae?
 
 
Jack Vincennes
16:48 / 18.02.07
i) You don't all get to be treacherous evil geniuses
ii) You don't all get to be secret sexy robot ladies


Also, if you're not me but you choose to sleep with the treacherous evil genius you will have to fight me at a later date. Do you want to do that? Not if you're smart, you don't. Bear that in mind.

Seriously, he's kind of a loser but I have a jealous temperament and happen to find him extremely useful.
 
 
sleazenation
16:53 / 18.02.07
I'm not entirely convinced that you aren't both a treacherous evil geniuses AND a secret sexy robot lady there Vincennes...
 
 
Quantum
17:21 / 18.02.07
I would like to assure everyone in the fleet that I will strive to live up to this enormous honour. Since there can be only one, I will reluctantly fulfil the role to the best of my abilities, for the benefit of all, for the good of humanity, and hope my genius will facilitate our survival in the face of this calamity.



And please pay no attention to my detractors- there are always subversive elements trying to destroy our society by spreading vile slander, they only do it out of envy.

Spoiler image for season 2 behind this link.
 
 
Princess
17:23 / 18.02.07
Well that's ruined that suprise then.
Thanks Quants
 
 
Mistoffelees
17:27 / 18.02.07
Yes, no spoilers please. I´m still in the first half of the 2nd season.

My duty on the Barblestar Galactalith is to fall asleep every 33 minutes. Mr Geata, start the clock!
 
 
Ticker
17:36 / 18.02.07
It feels good to blow shit up, drink hard, and dare you to put my ass in the brig. Go ahead, you know you'll just have to let me out when your asses need saving, Sir.
 
 
Quantum
17:43 / 18.02.07
(I've only seen season one, but it was obvious to anyone with any sense I should be in charge)

Good to have you aboard XK, we could use more good people like you. Do you play cards?
 
 
Princess
17:52 / 18.02.07
I'm a child. I'm scared.
 
 
Mysterious Transfer Student
18:03 / 18.02.07
I think we irregular posters, who seldom get much to do but nonetheless strongly feel that we play an important role in the running of things, need to nail our colours to the mast of the Gaeta.



If you spend a lot of time lurking, post only occasionally and tentatively, start a thread once in a blue moon, maybe get an 'A' storyline once a season but don't get to participate in so much of the tense daily flirting and/or angst, and have an unflattering haircut, Felix is your man.
 
 
Benny the Ball
18:53 / 18.02.07
Danger Danger....

oh be quiet, we're doomed!

 
 
Quantum
18:54 / 18.02.07
Thank goodness you're here fat lee! We desperately need someone to develop a Cylon detector, can you help us? Here are my research notes, bit of a mess I'm afraid, I expect it will take you months even to get started... still, good luck, do ask me for help with the difficult parts and pass your findingd onto me personally- we wouldn't want to start a panic.
 
 
Jack Vincennes
19:02 / 18.02.07
(I've only seen season one, but it was obvious to anyone with any sense I should be in charge)

Good work, Quantum.

Just like I told you.
 
 
Saint Keggers
21:19 / 18.02.07
Seeing as how this was the only BSG toy I had as a child ( my brother had the cylon, grrr!)


Soon we (I) shall rule you all!!
 
 
Withiel: DALI'S ROTTWEILER
01:14 / 19.02.07
WHY AREN'T YOU ALL IN THE BRIG?!
 
 
Saint Keggers
01:32 / 19.02.07
A question a cylon might ask, but not a cylonish question.
 
 
Ticker
02:08 / 19.02.07
I'm busy sleeping off a hangover and working on the important overlap between sexy and stinky. The two undershirt thing is obviously some sort of stench saver. Everyone loves a woman who smells of cigar, booze, B.O, and possibly other people's blood.

Wake me up if something moves out there.
 
 
Evil Scientist
05:16 / 19.02.07
(thinking) My girlfriend might be a Cylon, the evidence is pretty damning to be honest. Maybe I should mention it to Olmos? Ah sod it, I've got Vipers need repairing.
 
 
Tuna Ghost: Pratt knot hero
05:53 / 19.02.07
I've been scrubbing the floor and washing dishes for most of my stay on the Battlestar and I confess I'm not entirely sure what a Cylon is. I have the vague notion that it's some sort of musical instrument, or possibly something made of wool.
 
 
Evil Scientist
07:20 / 19.02.07
Yeah, those Cylon jackets keep you well warm. Can be a little itchy though.
 
 
Regrettable Juvenilia
07:49 / 19.02.07
What the - Who the hell - Now wait just a goddamn minute! What are you saying about my wife? I know there are some people who say the old man's gone soft, and god knowsh I'm one of them. Back in the good old daysh we didn't let no toaster-lovers into the Polisshy. Anyways! The important thing is that my wife'sh a fine woman and I love her. Sure she has her ways, hell, I've got mine! But I'll hear nothing said againsht her. She's a fine woman...

...Matter of fact, you're a fine-looking woman yourshelf. I've got two passhes for a weekend on Cloud 9, baby, and that hotel room'sh got yours and my namesh on it... Hold up, what you mean you can't come? Why? Me and your boyfriend, we ain't no -
 
 
The Strobe
09:00 / 19.02.07
Quick memo to all those who missed the first memo: if you're not sure what a "Cylon" is, basically, they're terrorists. So if you see anybody who might be impinging on your freedoms, or who's got a genocidal look in their eye, or who does a nice line in sports jackets, then you might want to consider rounding yourself up a lynch mob.

Of course, we can't condone that, so I didn't tell you.

Anyone for a game of Pyramid?
 
 
Princess
09:48 / 19.02.07
I'm still a child. My parents continue to be dead. It's just sinking in. I'm scared.

I'm scared and angry.
 
 
Quantum
10:24 / 19.02.07
There, there, Princess- we're all scared. There could be Cylon spies among us, trying to find a way to kill us all in our sleep, resources are scarce and we are lost in space with dwindling hope. But don't worry! We've got top scientists working on a cure using biofuel or something, and the cylons won't attack us with their terrifyingly swift and deadly fighters and enormously destructive Base Stars, because Paleface will take care of us. Our fine Viper pilosts are the best in the galaxy, and even with these knackered old run down museum-exhibit ships as our only defence we are safe as houses.
Even if the worst did happen, and the Commander should die (gods forbid!) we would be in the capable but shaking hands of our fine XO, Flyboy, so run along now little Swashbuckling and find a robot dog to play with.

(Vincennes, not now for goodness sake! I'm busy... well quite busy... well when you put it like that... *zones out and makes tiny grunting noises for a few minutes*)
 
 
Jack Vincennes
10:34 / 19.02.07
Are you always going to let Paleface talk to you like that? You, the Vice President?

Don't worry about that right now, though. You obviously haven't omitted to notice that I'm walking upstairs.
 
 
The Strobe
10:43 / 19.02.07
Dude, I'm not the Commander. Don't know where you got that idea.
 
 
Quantum
10:59 / 19.02.07
CYLON! PALEFACE IS A CYLON SPY! Red Alert! Flyboy, you're in charge until we find the Commander, take control man!
XK- we need you! Here's your pardon and a blaster, get out there and save us! I'll be, um, co-ordinating the civilian response from upstairs! I mean, over here!

(Vincennes, if I could have any toaster in the galaxy it would be you. Such legs...)
 
 
Evil Scientist
13:30 / 19.02.07
Our fine Viper pilosts are the best in the galaxy, and even with these knackered old run down museum-exhibit ships as our only defence we are safe as houses.

You watch what you say about my birds. It's a frackin' miracle that my team of over-worked engineers and I manage to get them up and flying after those hotshot rocket-jockeys bang them up with their grand-standing.

Lords of Barbel hear my prayer.
 
 
Mistoffelees
13:49 / 19.02.07
Quantum, your fly is open.
 
 
Disco is My Class War
14:21 / 19.02.07
I'm sorry, Fat Lee, but you can't both be Fat Lee and Felix Gaeta. Make up your frakkin' mind.
 
 
Quantum
14:46 / 19.02.07
*ziip* Ahem, thank you Mistoffeles, see you in 33 minutes.
Now now, Chief, we are all well aware what an excellent job you do with such a challenging problem- but these mark II machines were old when you and I were children, it amazes me they can even make it out of the bay, let alone destroy Cylon fighters. You can hardly be blamed for the inevitable decline in efficiency and protective capability the fleet will soon be facing. Even Colonel Flyboy will admit we cannot go on as we are without risking catastrophe, let us be clear- we simply need more resources if we are to have a hope of surviving, so the question arises- where from? Where can we find the fuel, armaments, water and food we need?

What's that? The Cylons have prodigious resources? Are you mad! How can we hope to strike back against their superior forces and seize the valuable resources (and maybe advanced weapons technology) we so desperately need? That would require a daring plan involving huge risks, that only the boldest pilots could carry out, we cannot ask it of our noble colleagues, they already risk so much in our names.

They would have to be volunteers. And only the Military are capable of forming such a bold plan, I will have no part in it (unless my technical expertise becomes necessary, of course). Colonel Flyboy? Any news of the Commander?
 
 
Ticker
14:57 / 19.02.07
Alright!


Oh wait...I can't kick anyone's ass until I have an ultra tense history and guilt laden interaction with a potential romantic interest or throw some disrespect at that drunken excuse of a Flyboy, Sir.
 
 
Quantum
15:00 / 19.02.07
So, your place or mine?
 
 
Ex
15:10 / 19.02.07
Sir! Non-speaking baby-dyke in overalls reporting for daring plan involving huge risks, Sir! Could possibly fly rattling junkbag with dazzling proficiency, or carry xk's cigar case and hip flask, Sir!
 
  

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