Well twist my arm and call me Selik, that's another one in the can. Sorry to be a bit delayed, I had a small brushfire on my derriere, but all is well now! Let's get this show on the warp trail!
But first, a Public Service Announcement:
And now...
We had two wins by ChristopherPike this time! Captions that 'set the scene', very nicely done! Great job and we look forward to hearing more from you!
This contest also saw a win by captain crow who said something that everyone on the production crew probably thought at one point.
And finally a 'chop shop award to Nerys Myk for not only having the funniest photoshop caption in the contest, but also for having the ONLY photoshop caption in the contest! That's one way of cementing your 'cap cred'!
First Image:
Second Image:
Third Image:
'Chop Shop Award:
Congratulations to the winners!
Your prize:
A slightly worn, but well preserved Aenar intern gown!
And one ultraviolet crime scene wand!
And one slightly used but well-preserved Evidence Container!
Go forth, interplanetary crimestoppers and keepers of moral authority! Vaya con dios, thou champions of good. Vaya con dios.
Our next contest features the evil Xindi lair high atop a mountain not carved to look like somebody's face, but evil nonetheless - and a beaming out future preserver / founder / saurian / borgqueen-type person, and a beaming in something with possibly funny overtones. Have at:
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Boot up!
But first, a Public Service Announcement:
And now...
We had two wins by ChristopherPike this time! Captions that 'set the scene', very nicely done! Great job and we look forward to hearing more from you!
This contest also saw a win by captain crow who said something that everyone on the production crew probably thought at one point.
And finally a 'chop shop award to Nerys Myk for not only having the funniest photoshop caption in the contest, but also for having the ONLY photoshop caption in the contest! That's one way of cementing your 'cap cred'!
First Image:
Tucker is busy climbing. The slightest slip could mean disaster.
All of sudden we hear Patrick Stewart:
"To boldly go where no one has gone before..."
Trip: "Dang. Who the hell can that be?"
♫ Da-da-dee-da-da, da, da, da dee da-da ♫
In space... no one can hear your ringtone.
Second Image:
Voice Over: "Lieutenant Malcolm Reed, Security Officier's Journal, December 30th 2156:
At the behest of Starfleet Command, I'm heading up an enquiry into shipboard fraternization after several complaints being received about our Chief Engineer. I am of course, conducting this in the strictest confidence and will not let my long standing friendship with Mister Tucker affect my judgment in this regard."
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Trip: (checking the spinner) "Look! I'm telling you... right hand yellow!"
T'Pol: "I fail to see the point of this game, Mr. Tucker.
Putting males and females together in precarious positions, straddled across a plastic sheet on the floor...
...and what was that about a forfeit? Taking off an item of clothing if an elbow or knee touches the matt?"
Malcolm Reed enters the room, overhears the end of the conversation, before doing a complete U-turn, whistling all the way.
Third Image:
Phlox: This should help suppress your over acting for a few minutes.
'Chop Shop Award:
MCCHEESE: Sorry, it's a medical condition.
Congratulations to the winners!
Your prize:
A slightly worn, but well preserved Aenar intern gown!
And one ultraviolet crime scene wand!
And one slightly used but well-preserved Evidence Container!
Go forth, interplanetary crimestoppers and keepers of moral authority! Vaya con dios, thou champions of good. Vaya con dios.
Our next contest features the evil Xindi lair high atop a mountain not carved to look like somebody's face, but evil nonetheless - and a beaming out future preserver / founder / saurian / borgqueen-type person, and a beaming in something with possibly funny overtones. Have at:
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Boot up!
WIN!
