Guest Poster: Ensign Britney
Now that me and my number one friend T'Pol have checked in on the Vardez Paradise Planet, it's time do do some serious clubbing!
"We didn't come here to have a relaxing, peaceful time, sista!" I tell her, "Let's make an impression on these folks and make sure they remember us."
"I'm sure they will." replies T'Pol, "Let's see what we find tonight."
I put my brown wig on, and get a skimpy dress on. Ideal for a fun time.
We approach the door of the 'Paradisio Sector Disco'. The place known for it's raucous behaviour. It looks ideal for T'Pol and myself.
"Come on, T'Pol." I say, "This looks like the place to go. She is somewhat reluctant.
"I'm not sure if this is suitable, Britney." she replies, "These sort of locations were forbidden in the Terran Empire in the mirror universe."
"Then you need a little educating, babe!" I say with a smile and pull her towards the door, where there is a burly guard. He looks at me.
"Are you a Deltan?" he asks me, "We don't let them in as they are noisier than even we can tolerate."
T'Pol rushes forward and throws the guard on to the floor.
"You will let me and my friend in!" she demands, and we walk in.
T'Pol is a great friend!
I walk through with her, and soon we see the main area.
Everything is a well over 100 decibels and we can barely hear ourselves think. Lovely!
The music is all the latest sounds with songs like Cling On, Klingon, The Romulan Boogie and The Starship Hustle.
The drinks are flowing freely and I'm hitting the Romulan Ale big time.
"I am not sure I should partake in this level of alcohol." says T'Pol with a worried air.
"Don't worry, sista." I reply, "Have this glass of Klingon bloodwine. You'll feel different afterwards.
After she drinks it, I see T'Pol drink another right away...then another....then another.
Even I can't do that!
Not long after, I am looking for T'Pol; I see her on the stage.
She is holding on to one of the loudspeakers and singing away.
"Get on your starships, yay!
Dance the night away!
Warp Factor Ten,
I'm in Heaven again!
Yeah, yeah, yeah!"
Five burly guards come up to us.
"Right!" says one of them, "You two are getting thrown out of the club and off the Paradise Planet. It's types like you we don't want around here"
In a matter of half an hour, we find ourselves taken from the club, our clothes from the hotel gathered up and taken to the shuttle point to be escorted off the planet.
"Your Captain shall hear of this." he says.
Sigh. It looks like another spell in the brig. At least I'll have T'Pol with me.
32 comments:
oh my
Even in the 24th Century, girls just want to have fun....
An expert partier can manage to bar hop at least 7 time before getting thrown off a planet. Brit seem to be a amature at this.
Somehow, I knew that would happen.
I think Id rather hang out with T'Pol than Britney - Britney is way too rowdy for me, and definately a bad influence on T'Pol...or anyone!
Cling on, Klingon ROFL, classic
Escorted off the planet, what a bunch of killjoys :)
I was expecting T'Pol to cause a little more trouble before being kicked off the planet.
Poor T'pol...that hardly warranted getting kicked off the planet :(
Good for T'Pol! Getting her groove on as only she can. At least she can look back on the trip with a smile ...or a smirk.
What a riot. Great writing Jean-Luc.
Oh come on! I did alot worse befdore being klicked off a planet.
I'm sorry I'm not the first to comment on "Cling On, Klingon." What a classic! Too bad Britney and T'Pol didn't have Seven along with them...
What kind of planet throws you out for singing on stage? Have they never heard of karaoke?? Good Lord, how stodgy can you get?!?
Oh well, maybe they can practice their singing in the brig and when they get out they'll have an act worthy of touring the galaxy with. Go, girls!!
wow sounds like a tough planet
I guess we technomages should never party there
How tacky of the planet... Next time let me suggest a place
Boy, that Britney sure gets around, doesn't she?
I had a good holiday weekend, Jean-Luc, and thanks for asking. Hope yours was great too.
Thanks for the visit and comment. Hope all is well with you and yours.
Diane
We all seen this coming. Poor TPol was led astray.
Great pics you chose. A two thumbs up.
I don't think she should go on vacation anymore.
oh no, a fun night out turned ugly. Poor girls. What would the Captain say?
Uh Oh! No good. Hopefully next time the rejection is actually warranted.
Cheers!
Here from Michele's!
I needed to read that after a long harassed day!
No wonder Michele sent me here!
Well, it does aooear that some things never change, no matter the century or the planet or the galaxy!
Have a lovely weekend, my dears, wherever you are going to be....(lol)
Michele sent me back to ask you about your vacation.
Did you have a good one?
Well - it could have been worse. At least Britney and T'Pol kept their clothes on
Glad your three days away were good. Sometimes it's just what you need
I think the two are so riotous, thwey would get thrown off anywhere, even a rowdy place like the one they went to.
Maybe T'Pol was led astray..she doesn't seem to mind, though.
Thanks to those who asked about my mini-vacation. Chester was lovely. I went to see the movie '1408' as well, which was super.
I can't remember the last time I went clubbing, I think I'm past it now.
Sounds like much fun was had - it's always more fun when you get in trouble for it.
Enjoy!
Hey Captain. Dropped by from Michele's to see what you're up to.
After reading your words on Ensign B., I can't help but think that the world would be better off if we could ship her into space for good.
Oops, that wasn't nice of me. Sorry!
:)
Drat! i clicked on the photo hoping to hear Tee pol sing and I was sent spinning through the universe! Britney is getting more like whatsisname every day. Michele wishes you happy landings!
i hope they threw away her boots!
smiles, bee
Bee, those boots do look a bit odd!
Pat, sorry that T'Pol could not sing for you. That would have been fun.
Carmi, it seems that Ensign Britney doesn't have a lot of friends out there!
Melissa, that's a good way of looking at things!
Ellee, no one is ever past anything.
I'm wondering why T'Pol wasn't embarrassed to be seen in public with such a poorly dressed Britney. Stylists, anyone? Don't they exist in the 24th century?
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