Guest Poster: Ensign Britney
The tape over my mouth and the bag is taken off me, and I see the light again.
"Welcome to Chez Dreg!" Desdemona laughs sarcastically, "Didn't I always tell you we'd get you for selling us out?"
A few of the of members of the Dregs of Society voice their approval at this. I was abducted while shopping in the Starfleet Mall with my soulsistah T'Pol. I was called into an alleyway, and they had me.
"I really sympathised with your beliefs." I tell them truthfully, "But your counterculture was too violent and subversive. I had to give you up."
"You just like to play at it, Britney." Desdemona Dreg sneers at me, "In truth, you don't like to get your hands dirty."
That hits home; there is more than a grain of truth there.
"It might be so." I reply, "But your society is just a group of thugs. I've lost any interest in being with one of you."
"Oooh!!!" says a girl with purple and black hair, "You're a real tough talker, ain't you? Let's kill her now!"
Vyla steps forward. She always disliked me, and was suspicious of me when I was infiltrating them.
"Yes, Ellen, but I want to do that." she says, "I've bought this book called 101 Ways To Kill Someone You Don't Like Very Slowly. It should help."
"No!" answers Tamara, who was a friend of mine when I joined them, "It's too barbaric!"
Desdemona steps in between them all, who are all voicing their opinions as to what should be done with me. So far I don't like any of the options coming out!
"Listen." she says, "If it wasn't for this woman, the Dregs of Society would be ruling the earth by now. She has got to pay for her treachery. Right now, we have got to start recruiting people and rise again. We'll have a celebration soon that will end in her being killed...and yes, you, Vyla can pick the method."
There is a big cheer from all the Dregs.
It looks like I may not have long to go. I wonder if they'll give me some chewing gum as a last meal?
To be continued after the regular TWQ
10 comments:
Yikes! These women are going to be so brutal!
Suggestion:
1. Demand an exercise period.
2. Kick a soccer ball over the wall.
3. Go get it... promise to come right back.
Oh, wait.
They know that one, don't they?
I think Brit can take, em.
I agree with Bruce, they are easy meat for Brit.
She should start asking about head tattoos. They'll completely forget their plan.
SQT, that sounds like a good idea.
Curmudgeon, I don't think they'll go for that one.
Britney - you know the moves. I'm surprised you've been toying with them for so long. And hiya, today Michele sent me on this mission.
rashbre
No doubt T'Pol is working out some ingenious way to save her soul sistah even as we bite our nails awaiting Brit's fate!
K-Fed is going to appear and save Britney - nah, that'll be too good for her!
Umm...
kill her by making her wear pastel.
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