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Jack Vincennes

15:15 / 19.02.07

CYLON! PALEFACE IS A CYLON SPY! Red Alert!

And you're what, going to tell them how you know that? Hmn? No, I really didn't think so.

You can keep your filthy roving eyes off XK, as well. I want to talk to you about children. Ours.

Quantum

15:54 / 19.02.07

(Come now, my dearest sexy toaster, I am merely raising suspicion and mistrust the better to further our aims. I merely proffer the opportunity of guilt-ridden sexual encounters to better facilitate the subversion of the crew and alleviate my distressing satyriasis, you know I have... compulsions. Yes yes, children, God's plan, let's discuss it in depth. But *later*, for now let's get that red dress off you...)

Seth

16:18 / 19.02.07

I will be Botham.

Tuna Ghost: Pratt knot hero

16:44 / 19.02.07

Guys. Guys. Listen. We'll be alright. I've called in someone who'll straighten this mess out post haste.

Nobody, be they man, woman, sexy robot or beast, can resist his dulcet tones. His mustache alone can destroy worlds.

We just gotta, y'know, wait until his gig in Vegas is over. Then we'll be right as rain.

Elijah, Freelance Rabbi

17:59 / 19.02.07

I am the last guy in the universe who knows how to fix analog telephones.

Good thing I survived, huh?

Feverfew

19:59 / 19.02.07

I'm concerned. You're all quite, quite mad.

Which would make me the only sane one.

Which is, to be fair, a concerning prospect.

Phex: Dorset Doom

20:11 / 19.02.07

ATTENTION MULTICELLULAR BEINGS OF GALACTICA THE WORLD-DEVOURER! THE GENOCIDE OF THE ALGAE PLANET SHALL NOT GO UNPUNISHED. AS WE SPEAK UNTOLD MILLIONS OF OUR SLEEPER AGENTS AWAIT INSTRUCTIONS - SOON THEY SHALL RISE TO PROCESS YOUR PRECIOUS CARBON DIOXIDE AND MAKE YOUR KOI PONDS UNSIGHTLY AND GROSS.

Mysterious Transfer Student

20:20 / 19.02.07

you can't both be Fat Lee and Felix Gaeta. Make up your frakkin' mind.

Ok so, I'm being Felix now. I'll be spending the rest of this thread working out jump co-ordinates, with occasional breaks for stressing out, getting unwise tattoos, and being forced to my knees at gunpoint in dingy corridors for imagined crimes against the people.

Mistoffelees

20:20 / 19.02.07

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Mourne Kransky

20:40 / 19.02.07

Grumpy old man, doesn't see too well, partner suddenly vanished from the scene, disillusion and alcohol his only friends. C'est moi:

Ticker

21:07 / 19.02.07

ZoCher and Flyboy seem to be long lost brothers. Wait a minute...
CYLONS!!

Quantum

04:49 / 20.02.07

Annie get your guns.
I mean, XK you are authorised to use lethal force, get both of them together and then decide which is the real XO, take as long as you like in order to ensure we are secure.

In the meantime, maybe it would be best if we instigate emergency powers to the military and civilian leaders of the fleet... what do you mean the commander can't be found? Very well, I will assume sole command of the fleet until this emergency is past, thank you for your trust and please remain in your cabins. All emergency personnel to their stations, I will be in my cabin, XK as designated military attache will take any enquiries.

*ziiip*

Evil Scientist

07:08 / 20.02.07

ZoCher and Flyboy seem to be long lost brothers. Wait a minute...
CYLONS!!

They can't be Cylons, I haven't seen them at any of the meetings.

I mean...umm...ah...CALLY! GET THAT DAMN ENGINE INSTALLED! COME ON PEOPLE! MOVE!

07:19 / 20.02.07

(I'm a bit concerned that being a floating spaceship containing the remnants of humanity is going to make board policy even harder. I mean, it's tricky enough deciding to ban someone - the issue of whether we're going to chuck them out of an airlock would take months to settle.)

(However, I am prepared to chuck someone out of an airlock on the sly, providing I get to keep my uniform. Shiny shiny uniform. Sir.)

Evil Scientist

08:30 / 20.02.07

I think Flyboy was muttering about a secret court which'd fast-track Cylon lovers out of the lock.

Tom "Zarek" Coates must have authorised it.

Jack Vincennes

08:34 / 20.02.07

it's tricky enough deciding to ban someone - the issue of whether we're going to chuck them out of an airlock would take months to settle.

The noble and high-minded Dr Quantum's Cylon detector will remove all such problems. Hold out for those results is the best advice I can give.

Ticker

11:25 / 20.02.07

C'mon already! I have guilt I need to address in weird sexy ways (not with you Dr. Quants, I'm still sober right now).

WEEE! I'm being reckless c'mon on now who is going to step up with hir panties all the way up their ass and get all puritan on me?

Don't make me go on a week long bender people, I need an external authority figure to have conflict with.

---

11:45 / 20.02.07

I'm pretty freaked out on this ship to be honest, so I have to make some requests :

has anyone got, or has anyone seen, any of the following around on the ship (in no order of preference, as you'll no doubt figure.):

1) A decent music system
2) Some good tunes
3) Cheese Doritos
4) Lager
5) Tobacco
5) Some weed
6) Any hot chick that's single
7) A plan for how we get back out of space and onto a peaceful fucking planet.

I don't like it up here, as some of you might be gathering.

Princess

11:55 / 20.02.07

I'm a child. I'm scared. I'm slowly becoming aware that the ship doesn't have any chimneys, thus Santa is an unlikely visitor.

Also my parents are dead.

ONLY NICE THINGS

12:03 / 20.02.07

Understand that what I did, I did without the President's knowledge or blessing. I acted alone. And you will wish to the gods that you had let me get on with things my way.

I'm unconventionally attractive, and you need to do what I am telling you right the frak now.

Tom Coates

12:20 / 20.02.07

{sideline: I always thought of myself as more of a Laura Rosslyn figure}

The Strobe

12:22 / 20.02.07

All of you, listen up:

I know you're afraid, I know you're frightened, I know you have concerns. I know you're all fracking each other behind closed doors because you're just all so gosh darned hott. But listen to me:

we have greater problems. We have a greater foe than a lack of "weed". On our side we have hope, a few bottles of ambrosia, and some sexy Cylon sleeper agents.

But know this: I know the way to Earth. Also, to the Moon (Online). It's a closely guarded military secret. But I'll take you there, one day.

One day.

The Commander is back in the hizzouse.

So say we all.

12:36 / 20.02.07

Hurrah for Paleface!
This calls for karaoke on the flight deck, I think.

Altogether: Cylons is nice, and Cylons can stop you, from doing all the things in life you'd like to...

Evil Scientist

12:51 / 20.02.07

Girlfriend is a Cylon, I know, I know, it's serious.

Regrettable Juvenilia

13:55 / 20.02.07

I'm more than happy to let Xoc be XO. It seems only right, after all.

I will shortly start transmitting radio broadcasts outlining the corrupt nature of President Coates' administration, which claims to be democratic but fundamentally refuses to devolve power, and then you will all know my true identity. We demand open elections now!

Ticker

14:30 / 20.02.07

Chief, I'm going to grab a few of your leftover fighter bits and go build a pyramid court in the gift shop section of the flight deck.

Seeing as none of you feel like confronting me over my obviously hot shot flagrant abuse of status and occassional freakout I need to work out some issues pounding you into the deck.

Who's up for a game?

Princess

16:37 / 20.02.07

I'm a child.
I'll whoop your ass.

Ticker

17:39 / 20.02.07

That might be true but I'll get you drunk in the process and then bash you a few more times into the wall.

you need to do what I am telling you right the frak now.

Pff. Yeah you're so busy being a suck up to the Prez you haven't even had a minute to properly make me feel bad for being a drunk troublemaker in front of the young posters. What do I have to do, sell this drunk kid to the slavers to get you to give a frak?
Pfff.

I'm going to go see if anyones lounging around playing cards and smoking in an enclosed air circulation system.

ONLY NICE THINGS

17:42 / 20.02.07

Oopsy. I appear to have mislaid Princess Swashbuckling. Never mind, I'm sure ze'll turn up at some point.

Mistoffelees

18:49 / 20.02.07

Cylons shmylons, I can´t stand all this bickering anymore. I´m taking the next raptor to chill on cloud nine! Who´s with me?

Ticker

19:08 / 20.02.07

I'm channeling my ancestral heritage and going to start working the smoooth factor. Get me some high boots, a suede jacket, and pack a big ol'pistol.

Mourne Kransky

19:10 / 20.02.07

I'm going to kill a toaster. Just 'cause I'm mean that way. And I can. And bread makes you gay, anyway...

Mistoffelees

19:17 / 20.02.07

Frak it, where´s my raptor?! Also, Xoc, toaster is not the preferred nomenclature. AI-pseudohuman, please.

Elijah, Freelance Rabbi

20:09 / 20.02.07

There isn't any evidence that bread rots your brain, because the powerful Bread Lobby keeps shutting down my research!

What? Oh, sorry, working 20 hour days to make sure these frakkin phones work is tough business.

The Strobe

05:52 / 22.02.07

We demand open elections now!

I cannot let a hipster serve on the ruling council. Absolutely not. Flyboy Zarek must be stopped.

Was that my internal monologue slipping out again? I do hope not.

Anyhow, good work with all these phones - I'm a big fan of talking into them all the time - and keeping the Vipers in the air, chaps. Now, where's the XO?

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