Imagine chasing a Horta around in heels and a mini!
Okay, I'm imagining that. Keep talking.

Imagine chasing a Horta around in heels and a mini!
Okay, I'm imagining that. Keep talking.
Janice cast a furtive, desperate glance over her shoulder - she could feel the heat of the approaching Horta as it burned through the rock like a laser through butter. Of all the ways it could've ended; why this way? Why not in the cool of an alien tree with a cold Romulan ale in her hand, JT lounging next to her, wearing only that impish grin of his? She could hear shouting far away like in a dream. Why wasn't she dead already? She slowed, and doubled over from the sudden exhaustion. She looked down to see the heels of both her boots missing. She hadn't felt them break off. She looked back again and gasped. The Horta was examining the black heel of one of her boots, it had already incinerated the other. It's curiosity had gotten the best of it. She pushed a blonde strand of hair out of her eye. The coif she labored over so long now tumbled every which way. She had thought she'd be glad to die looking well. . .
Yeah...Tasha Yar's hair was so outrageous...Until DS9, all the Trek women had outrageous hair. After DS9, the hair became more believable. A woman of action needs sensible hair.
Janice cast a furtive, desperate glance over her shoulder - she could feel the heat of the approaching Horta as it burned through the rock like a laser through butter.
Janice smiled. Hair today, Gorn tomorrow.
^^ Great One Therin! I'm hoping for one where the bun o' steel fails . . .![]()
Yeah...Tasha Yar's hair was so outrageous...Until DS9, all the Trek women had outrageous hair. After DS9, the hair became more believable. A woman of action needs sensible hair.
Janice cast a furtive, desperate glance over her shoulder - she could feel the heat of the approaching Horta as it burned through the rock like a laser through butter.
Janice cast a furtive, desperate glance over her shoulder - she could see the approaching, remastered Gorn as it lumbered towards her, blinking in magnificent CGI, over a dusty vasquez of rocks. Janice looked about, but could see no diamonds, coal or sulfur to make herself a cannon, so she detached her basketweave hair bun and tossed it at the Gorn, knocking him out cold.
Janice smiled. Hair today, Gorn tomorrow.
Yeah...Tasha Yar's hair was so outrageous...Until DS9, all the Trek women had outrageous hair. After DS9, the hair became more believable. A woman of action needs sensible hair.
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[DickSolomon]Outrageous!!!![/DickSolomon]
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