TNG Caption This #193: Personal Space

[LeadHead]

Happy Holidays everyone, sorry I wasn't able to get the new contest up over the weekend. I was far, far busier than I expected.

As my own self punishment for my tardiness and as a way of saying Thanks for all of the support here in this contest, I didn't honestly know when I started if people would take to this contest again, and I have been very pleasantly surprised. Thanks to all, and this week all of our contestants are winners!

Now how about a few shout outs?

First, the shout out for Gul Madred;

Picard: THERE ARE FOUR ACTS!

Next, the shout out for Optimism,

This is broken, but you'll probably die anyway.

Next, the shout out for excellence in groans,

Worf: "Why did you bring that thing?"

Data: "Because the senior officers requested my presents."

Next, The Shout out for MC Hammer,

Q: Told you not to touch it.

And the Shout out for proving that the Ferengi aren't the best spies,

Riker: "...and further more, we found this bug in Captain Picard's quarters. You know, you Ferengi aren't very subtle."

Now, the Photoshop shout outs, people we had an AWESOME amount of photoshops this time around. Given that everyone is already a winner, I'm just gonna post a Hall of Fame:

Five seconds later....

Riker: "You're sure there isn't anything I could offer you to change your mind?"

PICARD: What? This sort of thing aint my bag, baby!

And now, our next group of pictures,

Off we go!

 

[LeadHead]

Data: It's not working, oh. It's set on stun again. Say goodbye Riker!

Riker: I know who Wesleys father really is.

Crusher: You do? Tell me!

Data: Captain Picard says you are not allowed to date anyone else.

Mediator: Now, you both have been brought down here to discuss an important issue, who should be Captain? Riker has a good case, since while you were Locutus you got a lot of people killed...

Picard: So you're gonna play dirty are ya, Riker?

Worf: So glad you're here Deanna. Take a hike Wesley.

 

[PianoWizzy]

Riker: I'm sorry, I can't feel your phaser over how awesome my presence and space is.

Data: The captain has requested that you meet him in his quarters, doctor.
Crusher: Can it wait?
Worf: *questioning look*
Data: He seemed very adamant about it, as he was expressing extreme frustration and near hysteria, possibly due to a need for your-
Crusher: *interruption* I'm on my way.
Worf: *disgusted look*

Riker: She says he has it...
Picard: I don't trust that man.
Riker: You don't trust anyone.
Picard: *insistent* That is not true.
Riker: Yes it is.
Picard: No it's not.
Riker: Yes it is.
Picard: No it's not.
Riker: Yes it is.
Picard: No it's-
Agent: Ladies, please...

 

[tharpdevenport]

Director: "CUT!!!"

Will Wheton: Looks to his left. Back to the right. Back to the left, downward where the hair ends... "I'll be in my bunk."

Picard: "Why, yes -- we have been studying, aboslutely studying to defend Data at the JAG hearing; isn't that right, number one?"
Picard: "You could say I've been chompingat the bit all day, sir."
Picard: "Why do you ask?"

 

[Smellincoffee]

...and Data learned the meaning of 'Klingon promotion'.

Crusher: And have you noticed how your b --
Worf: Why is Commander Data always in the background whenever our discussion turns to this subject?

Riker: Look. All I'm saying, sir, is that I'd rather not be addressed like I'm a lavatory function.

 

[tharpdevenport]

Riker: Look. All I'm saying, sir, is that I'd rather not be addressed like I'm a lavatory function.

Picard: "You want me to call you what I was originally going to call you?"

Riker: "Yes, by all means."

Picard: "All right," gets up, "you're with me, penisballs."

 

[Nerys Myk]

DATA: It's the only way to keep him off the furniture.

CRUSHER: Whoa there, not everyone keeps their genitals in the same place.

DATA: Would you care to see our dessert menu?

Would you two just kiss already?

WES: I should have bet on the Pakled!

 

[Gary7]

Data tried a new phaser technique to deal with Riker's unfortunate skunk encounter... to no effect.

Riker: "Beverly, you're keeping him unconscious on purpose, aren't you? There are rumors spreading... that you're coming back to sickbay late at night for no apparent reason."

Data: "Beverly, we're ready for your manicure. Don't worry, Worf--your pedicure is next."

Riker: "Captain, please don't go there... not Risa."

Interviewer: "Ah yes, Risa. We do have on record that you've both been there. Tell me, Captain Picard, what was your most memorable indulgence?"

Wesley: "It's Mr. Data, over there Deanna. That's what made Worf faint."

Deanna: "OMG..." faints

Wesley: "Sheesh, I don't know what's the big deal. Data is just doing a routine lube job."

 

[Jonas Grumby]

Data: "With my super-sensitive hearing, I was able to overhear your conversation from across the room. Perhaps you would care to step outside and say that again to my face!"

 

[Alrik]

Data: "No sir, he is incased in a force field. Had he been frozen in carbonite, I would have had him out a half hour ago."

Crusher: "I'm sorry Will, but that is simply the lamest attempt at a Vulcan nerve pinch, ever."

Data: "Doctor, you are needed in sickbay right away."

Crusher: "Oh my Data, what is it?"

Data: "The sterile room where you treat patients, but that is not important right now."

Picard: "What do you think, Numbah One?"

Riker: "Pepperoni with extra cheese?"

Picard: "Yes, yes, let's go with that."

Worf: "A little lower."

 

[tharpdevenport]

Holographic Riker Image Recording: "Help me Jean Luc-Picard, you're my only hope. Help me Jean Luc-Picard, you're my only hope. Help me Jean Luc-Picard, you're my only hope..."

 

[tharpdevenport]

Data:"If you are ready to place your order, just tell the HAL9000 Menu what you want."

Beverly: "Menu, we'd like a couple Romulan ales while we order."

HAL9000 Menu: "I'm sorry, Beverly, I can't do that."

 

[milo bloom]

Michael Dorn: "A little lower."

...fixed...

 

[Mr. Adventure]

"Ah, so this is what humans mean by...emasculating."

"He's OK, I can feel his pulse throbbing...wait, it's stopped..."

 

[Supernuke]

Troi (to Riker OS): Commander, cover your shame! Look what you did to Worf!! Wesley, cover your eyes.
Wesley: I can't look away!!!

 

[Isis]

Data: "Hmmm...Awesomeness in a Can. Maybe this will finally teach Commander Riker to stay away from those 'As seen on TV' products."

 

[Gary7]

Deanna: "I can't believe my eyes..."
Wesley: "Whoa. That little furry guy whipped Worf's ass!"

 

[Alrik]

Deanna: "Why does it keep calling me Leia?"

Wesley: "Not sure. Maybe it has something to do with your hair."

 

[alte]

Re: TNG Caption This #193: Personal Problems...

 

[LeadHead]

Deanna: "I can't believe my eyes..."
Wesley: "Whoa. That little furry guy whipped Worf's ass!"

Worf: Well, Technically the Empire was defeated by Ewoks, so it's not that humiliating.