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Miscellaneous Street - The Soap Opera

Daniel awakens feeling refreshed. It's Karaoke day/night! He goes to the window, opens the curtains and sees that MISC STREET IS UNDER A FOOT OF SNOW.

"I hope that homeless guy that works at the pub didn't freeze to death."
 
With this Karaoke night thingy - can I bring my bring my singing cats. They do a very good rendition of MacArthur's Park.

If they're well behaved and stay at your table the entire time.

... some of our patrons might be allergic.
 
"I hope that homeless guy that works at the pub didn't freeze to death."

Not yet. Of course, I once heard that the right combination of booze and cigarettes can cause Spontaneous Human Combustion. That ought to keep me warm, so I'll fiddle the booze and ciggies until I hit that combination.

If worse comes to worse, I can even set the zombie kitty alight to keep warm. Technically that isn't cruelty to animals, since zombies are already dead.
 
Daniel popped out this morning and didn't return. While using the gas station's outdoor restroom, there was another blizzard - a bad one, localized directly over the gas station (somehow entirely missing Misc Street). Opening the restroom door, he is greeted by a solid wall of ice. Daniel is snowed in, and missing his own karaoke night.

Between furious fits of swearing and tantrum-style smashing of restroom furniture, Daniel begins to dig his way out...
 
Hippy Lady watches her children play in the snow. Being a natural, modern parent, she is proud of the anatomically correct snowpeople her children are creating. It's a good thing that there was plenty of food in the house, because she was not fond of shopping in the snow. Her sandles weren't much good at keeping her feet warm in this weather.

Later that day she and the children would make dried fruit and popcorn strings and recycled paper ornaments for the tree. Hippy Lady had thought about using some of her Happy Cigarette plants as a substitute tree, but any neighbours who dropped by may become suspicious. So she bought a proper Christmas tree, but one with the roots still intact. Chopping down trees was bad karma.

Now, what would she get for the children for Christmas? Tomorrow she may venture to RJ's bookshop and see what he had in stock. The selection there was so varied, the shop must have a magical, tardis-like basement. Actually...nah. That would be silly, wouldn't it?
 
Singing:

"Christmas is coming, the rich are getting fat. Please put a penny in the homeless man's hat *cough, splutter*. If you ain't got a penny, a pint will do, if you ain't got a pint then **** you".

No, seriously, change or booze. Please.
 
Now, what would she get for the children for Christmas? Tomorrow she may venture to RJ's bookshop and see what he had in stock. The selection there was so varied, the shop must have a magical, tardis-like basement. Actually...nah. That would be silly, wouldn't it?
^^ Hmm. Er. Heh. That's funny. :angel:

While out walking the newly reanimated basement elves to get the stiffness out of their limbs, RJ hears muffled cries of frustration coming from a giant mound of snow where the gas station used to be. Somebody appears to be buried alive.

"Come on, little dudes, start digging. That will give you all the exercise you need."
 
Daniel has been digging for hours. His hands are numb and blistered with cold. Suddenly, his tunnel collapes and he's ejected back into the stinky bathroom.

A detatched part of Daniel's otherwise frantic mind hopes that Jenee has unplugged his phone, which has surely finished recharging by now.
 
Hippy Lady watches her children play in the snow. Being a natural, modern parent, she is proud of the anatomically correct snowpeople her children are creating.

You laugh, but let me tell you a real life story. When my older son was 8, he decided he wanted a radio control car. So we went to several stores, checking prices and whatnot. We get to Radio Shack ..., First, I have to tell you that I was a very immature and naive 26 year old ..., So ..., we're in Radio Shack and the guy is telling us about this car and that car and 'this' one goes 22 miles per hour. The then 8 year old turns to me with an expression of pure bedazzlement and joy and exclaims "22 fucking miles per hour!!"

I was shocked! Embarrassed. Mortified and ... proud that he'd used the word correctly in a sentence.

Singing:

"Christmas is coming, the rich are getting fat. Please put a penny in the homeless man's hat *cough, splutter*. If you ain't got a penny, a pint will do, if you ain't got a pint then **** you".

No, seriously, change or booze. Please.

Jenee takes a plate of finger foods and a thermos full of hazelnut coffee to the homeless guy and thanks him again for his help rebuilding the cafe ... was it only last week?
 
Daniel has been digging for hours. His hands are numb and blistered with cold. Suddenly, his tunnel collapes and he's ejected back into the stinky bathroom.

A detatched part of Daniel's otherwise frantic mind hopes that Jenee has unplugged his phone, which has surely finished recharging by now.


(Control Room, Deep Below The Factory)


Anomalous sub-snow heat reading at the Esso station... bathroom occupancy time-limit alarm... and a minor seismic disturbance indicative of a snow tunnel collapse.

Hm... Appears someone is snowed in at the gas station.

*locks on with teleporter and hits 'energize' control*


"Good EVENING dear fellow! I dare say you look a bit cold! 72 ounce brandy to warm you up then?"
 
*Has an odd idea for his Christmas light display this year and goes digging through the portable hole he keeps in the basement for a PA system, wires, and a CD player. Suddenly notes an odd, wheezing sound coming from the back corner of the basement. Turns and spots some blue box with a distinctly British look in that corner.*

Wonder where the hell I got that and how long it's been in storage? I can't even remember what I got it for.
 
Oooh, I like the look of your blue box. Could I buy it off you? It would be perfect for storing cat food in.
 
^There is something odd about it. It is glowing. as such, until I can figure out what's going on or get RJ to come have a look at it, I'd prefer not to sell it.
 
The elves finally manage to dig through the snow mound to the gas station restroom-- and find it empty. What the hell? :confused:

Oh, well. Come on, little dudes, let's stop by the deli and get something hot to eat.
 
(Control Room, Deep Below The Factory)

Anomalous sub-snow heat reading at the Esso station... bathroom occupancy time-limit alarm... and a minor seismic disturbance indicative of a snow tunnel collapse.

Hm... Appears someone is snowed in at the gas station.

*locks on with teleporter and hits 'energize' control*

"Good EVENING dear fellow! I dare say you look a bit cold! 72 ounce brandy to warm you up then?"

Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!!

I don't drink, so no thanks to the brandy. I'd love some tea, though - any chance of a quick teleport to the coffee shop?

Oh, and you get one free tea, coffee or cake of your choice next time you drop by our fine establishment:).
 
While busy setting up the morning coffee and teas, Jenee turns and suddenly Daniel is in front of her.

"Oh thank God!" She hugs him tight, then she hits him. "You have got to stop disappearing for hours and days!!"
 
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