Contest: ENTER TNG Caption This! #549: Meetings!

[Qonundrum]

Data: "According to the shuttle log, the Enterprise was destroyed three hours nineteen minutes from now."
Geordi: "So, when we reach that point, whatever happened will happen again. The Enterprise will be destroyed, the other Picard will be sent back to meet with us and we do it all over again. Sounds like someone's idea of hell to me."

The moment when the bridge crew realized that maybe, just maybe, crossovers are always the best of things?

The moment when the bridge crew realized that maybe, just maybe, crossovers aren't always the best of things?

Data: "Captain, do you believe Geordi and I are what you would colloquially refer to as 'geeks'?"
Picard: "Yes, Mr. Data. The show was aimed for geeks back then. Indeed, rewatch our seven seasons and count the number of references to 'Doctor Who' and smile."
Data: "But that is a reaction based on emotion, sir."
Picard: "Then your journey to being more human will be complete."
Geoirdi: "Yeah, then I won't have to fudge in that emotion chip just so you can go haywire and play with Mr Tricorder then let me get caught by Dr Sorin needlessly."

 

[Mr Soak]

Riker faces a court martial to prove he's not from the mirror universe.

Pictured: The time Data photocopied his posterior and handed it to the Captain.

Picard: I have called this meeting to discuss what we should do when the cameraman misunderstands when he is told to "get high at our weekly coke fest".

Picard: No, no, no. It's a jump to the left.
*sigh* The Starfleet Timewarp championships will elude us once again, I'm afraid.

Picard: Data, did you activate your illogical subroutines?
Data: Yes sir. My eyes now glaze over whenever I see a picture of something that cannot physically exist.

 

[Herbert]

Director: No, no, no! You're all doing it wrong. You're supposed to be fake moving to simulate the ship being spun around. Sheesh! Where's the TOS crew when I need them?

 

[TrickyDickie]

Riker: "First, Beverly. Then, Geordi. Now, it's started on Worf. What the hell is this?!?"

Picard: "I'm convinced it's something that Wesley and I unknowingly brought back with us last week."

 

[Herbert]

LaForge: Deanna left her box here again.
Riker: <moves his hand onto the box>
Crusher: Uh Will, Deanna specifically said not to touch her box
Riker: Sorry, force of habit

 

[Twilight Phoenix]

My husband wants to submit this one XD

Riker : enjoy your permission, Data !

LaForge : see you in two weeks !

Picard : wait...Mr Data...why am I on your "cat sitters planning" ??!!

 

[Mr Soak]

Go home, Enterprise, you're drunk.

 

[Qonundrum]

Troi (offscreen): "Imzadi, he's not even real, so stop checking him out!"

 

[TrickyDickie]

Picard: "No, Mister Data, while it has artistic merit I just don't feel that this nude photo of Tasha fits with the theme of the room."

Riker: "Spoilsport."

Geordi: "I say call it 'Engineering Enterprises' and put it right up!"

 

[Catarina]

Riker: Here in this box are the results from last night's vote: Who has the best conference room table.? Intrepid or Galaxy class
Worf: Ours if anyone on this ship has honor. (too sterotypical? )

 

[Catarina]

Laforge: Let's call it the Aracno-Barclay nebula.

 

[tharpdevenport]

Picard: "Mr. Worf, I swear to God -- do you have attempt to blow a hole through view screens every time a potentially hostile alien face appears unexpectedly? Go stand in the corner."

Riker (ion a low voice): "I just don't know if he's captain material."

 

[TrickyDickie]

"Let's go over this one more time. Never feed the sehlats. And never, ever, wave back at General Zod."

 

[TrickyDickie]

Stewart: "Well, it's Girl Scout Cookie time again, but Thin Mints are in very short supply and as you can see we have a bit of a dilemma here...."

 

[Triskelion]

Picard: No, I still cannot see the sailboat.
Data: Man, fuck this shit.

 

[Nerys Myk]

LAFORGE: I don't think Wes has quite got the hang of parallel parking.

 

[TrickyDickie]

The crew begins to experience the result of what happened five minutes before:

 

[Tenacity]

Apollo: "Tell it to the hand."

 

[Qonundrum]

Picard: "This diploma shows you I am now a Fleet Admiral, with all privileges therein."
Riker: "Sir, it's a blank piece of paper, given to you by a charlatan. Don't be stupid."
Geordi: "I can see right through this ploy."
Data: "This is truly idiotic. I am leaving."
Troi (offscreen): "*cough* Imzadi, psychic paper is only enjoyed by the feeble. Humor him. Then you can call Dr Crusher, who will promptly report him for mental instability and then take over as Captain."

 

[Qonundrum]

Apollo: "So you don't want to be goat herders? Well that really gets my goat."
Q (offscreen): "Oh Picard, miss me yet?"
Troi: "Captain, he's hiding something."
Picard: "We can all see that. Or not. "
Yar (thinking): "Mmm, such big hands, maybe goat herding among other things isn't so bad after all."
Wesley: "Well nobody listened to my idea of ticking it with a feather."