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Ideas for a 'fake' life please

K'Ehleyr

Commodore
Commodore
So a lovely TrekBBS board friend sent me great postcards from America. And we have thought of a cunning plan... I'm going to pretend that I have moved there and send postcards to my friends from my 'new life'.

I will send them back to TBBS friend, they will be US stamped and it will be in my writing. And I just need ideas of how to pursuade my friends that I have truly left my life in the UK to do [this].

Obviously on the postcard will be an urgent plea to please look after my cat and Son. (notice how I put cat first :lol:)

So what would I leave my life in the UK to do?
I have postcards from Chicago and California and Pikes Peak (if anyone can tell me where that is you get 10 gold stars)

So open up your imaginations.
What am I doing? Why did I leave so suddenly? How did I get there? What are my plans?

Go on, live my dream...

And no 'I'm working as a waitress in a cocktail bar'... I do that here :lol:
 
Pike's Peak is in Colorado.

How about: you'd fallen desperately in love with somebody inappropriate so you've run away to visit all these places to forget him.

Jan
 
Postcard:

"I've decided to move to the USA and marry my online-boyfriend. I know we've never met, but he seems really great and says all these really nice things. And constantly asks me for my measurements-- he must be buying a lot of clothes, and wants to know what type of skin-lotion I use-- he must be making me a gift basket. I know this is sudden, but please give Bill a chance."
 
Pike's Peak is in Colorado.

How about: you'd fallen desperately in love with somebody inappropriate so you've run away to visit all these places to forget him.

Jan

Or following him to all these places he says he's staying on business but somehow you keep just missing him when you arrive. :evil:
 
"Dear family,

Last night a naked man arrived out our door and said that I was to be the mother to the savior of humanity-- not you son, sorry. I must go on the run the USA to stockpile weapons and train my resistance movement for the day when the bombs will fall and the machines till take over. I know you'll understand.

PS Don't trust the ice-maker, it's been looking at me funny...I think it's part of the machine conspiracy."
 
You could pretend....

1. You have joined a cult, or words to that effect.

2. It is a temporary work placement that you accepted with short notice, serving with the MI6 in important work overseas. (aka a secret agent)

3. You were offered the chance to become an astronaut, and are currently going through rigorous training.

I can come up with more ideas if you like or don't like these. :)
 
So a lovely TrekBBS board friend sent me great postcards from America. And we have thought of a cunning plan... I'm going to pretend that I have moved there and send postcards to my friends from my 'new life'.

I will send them back to TBBS friend, they will be US stamped and it will be in my writing. And I just need ideas of how to pursuade my friends that I have truly left my life in the UK to do [this].

Obviously on the postcard will be an urgent plea to please look after my cat and Son. (notice how I put cat first :lol:)

So what would I leave my life in the UK to do?
I have postcards from Chicago and California and Pikes Peak (if anyone can tell me where that is you get 10 gold stars)

So open up your imaginations.
What am I doing? Why did I leave so suddenly? How did I get there? What are my plans?

Go on, live my dream...

And no 'I'm working as a waitress in a cocktail bar'... I do that here :lol:
You left because you accidentally videotaped Camilla with her lover and were afraid to get involved in another royal scandal.
You moved to Pikes Peak, because California and Chicago are too obvious. Your plan is to start a religion based on the worship of Worf. You haven't decided whether to practice human sacrifice or cannibalism, but have assured Worf's followers that the decision will be made by Arbor Day.

Meanwhile, you've taken a job skinning cats.
 
Pikes Peak (if anyone can tell me where that is you get 10 gold stars)

Pike's Peak is in Manitou Springs Colorado, which is directly to the west of Colorado Springs (where Stargate command is). I work on the south side of the Denver area and on a clear day I can see it waaaaaay in the distance from my Boss's office. Now, gimme my damn stars.

For my high school's 20 year reunion, I decided that I wasn't going to go, but a friend of mine was, so we concocted a story why I wasn't there if he was asked.
The story started out like a Johnny Cash song: I shot a man in Reno, just to watch him die... From there I ran off to Central America and am being hunted by the authorities. I may or may not also be involved in running drugs and guns... Sadly, the story was never told. Nobody missed me... :(

So you can say that you shot a man in Liverpool, just to watch him die, and then ran off to Chicago and are now running guns from Pike's Peak to California, and then smuggling drugs back to Chicago.
 
Pike's Peak is in Colorado.

How about: you'd fallen desperately in love with somebody inappropriate so you've run away to visit all these places to forget him.

Jan

You get 10 points for knowing where Pike's Peak is!

Postcard:

"I've decided to move to the USA and marry my online-boyfriend. I know we've never met, but he seems really great and says all these really nice things. And constantly asks me for my measurements-- he must be buying a lot of clothes, and wants to know what type of skin-lotion I use-- he must be making me a gift basket. I know this is sudden, but please give Bill a chance."

Pike's Peak is in Colorado.

How about: you'd fallen desperately in love with somebody inappropriate so you've run away to visit all these places to forget him.

Jan

Or following him to all these places he says he's staying on business but somehow you keep just missing him when you arrive. :evil:

Can't work, as all know that I love Man and would never leave him [violins please]

"Dear family,

Last night a naked man arrived out our door and said that I was to be the mother to the savior of humanity-- not you son, sorry. I must go on the run the USA to stockpile weapons and train my resistance movement for the day when the bombs will fall and the machines till take over. I know you'll understand.

PS Don't trust the ice-maker, it's been looking at me funny...I think it's part of the machine conspiracy."

Unfortunatlely my name is not Sara Conner but I do thank you for thinking I have an 'ice-maker'? I'm flattered that you would think I would have a fridge with that facility, but I live in England, we have no need for more ice or Ash clouds, come to that!

You could pretend....

1. You have joined a cult, or words to that effect.

2. It is a temporary work placement that you accepted with short notice, serving with the MI6 in important work overseas. (aka a secret agent)

3. You were offered the chance to become an astronaut, and are currently going through rigorous training.

I can come up with more ideas if you like or don't like these. :)

I'm leaning towards the MI6 idea. And then I could sign my postcards with psuedo names ~ ideas definately needed for those please Jadzia.

You left because you accidentally videotaped Camilla with her lover and were afraid to get involved in another royal scandal.
You moved to Pikes Peak, because California and Chicago are too obvious. Your plan is to start a religion based on the worship of Worf. You haven't decided whether to practice human sacrifice or cannibalism, but have assured Worf's followers that the decision will be made by Arbor Day.

Meanwhile, you've taken a job skinning cats.

I'm liking this too... To have been recruited to start a Klingon religion. I'm still weighing up whether human sacrifice or cannibalism would be the right course ~ or even the entree?

As for Camilla, I promised her I'd keep that to myself and I do like the odd weekend at Highgrove;)

And as for skinning cats ~ there are many more ways.
 
You were a secret spy taking insider secrets and have turned coat to the U.S., and if you told him what, you'd have to kill him. Also, you now drive on the other side of the road and realize how backwards it's been your whole life in the U.K. ;-)
 
Actually, there is a hill in my county (north central Texas) that is called Pike's Peak. Take that Colorado! :P

Tell your folks that you have developed a slavish devotion to a band. A band that somehow manages to do covers of Daft Punk in polka style. You are following the group from city to city, because you are so gripped by the music, it is as if the very angels themselves were singing unto you.
 
Postcard:

"I've decided to move to the USA and marry my online-boyfriend. I know we've never met, but he seems really great and says all these really nice things. And constantly asks me for my measurements-- he must be buying a lot of clothes, and wants to know what type of skin-lotion I use-- he must be making me a gift basket. I know this is sudden, but please give Bill a chance."



Can't work, as all know that I love Man and would never leave him [violins please]

No problem.

You're chasing him across the country.


Other ideas....

1. You've got a sudden hankering to spend the night at Phantom Ranch and are seeing the sights as you cross the US to get there.

2. Meteor Crater...

3. You're on walkabout and who knows where you're going or when you'll come back...
 
You've started a new job as the stunt double for a famous American handmodel whose fingers were injured in a freak piano incident.

You're letting your fingers do the walking as you travel across the US to the various photoshoots.
 
Dear Family, I have accepted Sephiroth as my true lord & saviour, I have moved into his compound where he is teaching me swordsmanship and magic, please don't come looking for me, because the razor wire is sharpened daily, and he can cause your head to 'splode with a thought. best wishes, K'Ehlyer
 
So a lovely TrekBBS board friend sent me great postcards from America. And we have thought of a cunning plan... I'm going to pretend that I have moved there and send postcards to my friends from my 'new life'.

I will send them back to TBBS friend, they will be US stamped and it will be in my writing. And I just need ideas of how to pursuade my friends that I have truly left my life in the UK to do [this].

Obviously on the postcard will be an urgent plea to please look after my cat and Son. (notice how I put cat first :lol:)

So what would I leave my life in the UK to do?
I have postcards from Chicago and California and Pikes Peak (if anyone can tell me where that is you get 10 gold stars)

So open up your imaginations.
What am I doing? Why did I leave so suddenly? How did I get there? What are my plans?

Go on, live my dream...

And no 'I'm working as a waitress in a cocktail bar'... I do that here :lol:

wont the ink stamp they stamp the postcard with says it was sent from the UK? :cardie: It will even say what main central post office it was sorted and came from.
 
^ Presumably she plans to post the cards to the US in an envelope to be posted back here as postcards ;)
 
Dear Family, I have accepted Sephiroth as my true lord & saviour, I have moved into his compound where he is teaching me swordsmanship and magic, please don't come looking for me, because the razor wire is sharpened daily, and he can cause your head to 'splode with a thought. best wishes, K'Ehlyer

Jenova's my lord and savior, all red herrings aside :borg:
 
Actually, there is a hill in my county (north central Texas) that is called Pike's Peak. Take that Colorado! :P

... A band that somehow manages to do covers of Daft Punk in polka style. You are following the group from city to city, because you are so gripped by the music, it is as if the very angels themselves were singing unto you.

You get 8 points for also having a Pike's Peak and if there is not a band that does that maybe I should just start one :)

...
3. You're on walkabout and who knows where you're going or when you'll come back...

I like the mystery of this.

You've started a new job as the stunt double for a famous American handmodel whose fingers were injured in a freak piano incident.

You're letting your fingers do the walking as you travel across the US to the various photoshoots.

Inspired! and I love the 'freak piano accident' :lol:

Dear Family, I have accepted Sephiroth as my true lord & saviour, I have moved into his compound where he is teaching me swordsmanship and magic, please don't come looking for me, because the razor wire is sharpened daily, and he can cause your head to 'splode with a thought. best wishes, K'Ehlyer

A bit uneasy about the 'compound' and 'razor wire' and also, to be honest, taking you as my true Lord and Saviour ~ but do like the idea of learning swordsmanship and magic :)

^ Presumably she plans to post the cards to the US in an envelope to be posted back here as postcards ;)

Well that would certainly make more sense. :D

Now you get the plan :rolleyes:
:lol:
 
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