Here is a VERY short parody I made a few years back, in good-natured fun. Please take it as such... it is not meant to be hateful, or derogatory, but is meant in lighthearted fun.
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Star Trek: Voyager
"The Dragula Flyer"
A Parody
By: BolianAdmiral
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IN THE U.S.S. VOYAGER CONFERENCE ROOM:
All eyes were on Captain Janeway, as she eyed everyone in the room, as she leaned forward, addressing the group.
"All right... we can't put this off any longer. For the past five years, we've been attacked by the Crazon-Okra, and the Morg... we already have at least three more shuttles on the ship than when we left Deep Space Nine, and I don't know where they came from. But we need a new shuttle... one with the capabilities we'll need to gain an advantage over the Morg." she stated.
Tuvok's eyebrow was raised a bit, to show his interest, but also as a natural reaction to the unusally shrill and reedy sound of the Captain's voice. As Tuvok scanned the room, he noticed Tom Paris getting agitated. Finally, Tom could stand it no longer, and got up, and walked to the wall monitor.
"Uh, Captain... I think I can help. I've been working on a design for a new shuttle." he said, as he activated the monitor, and called up a rotating image of a vehicle that looked like a cross between a Starfleet shuttlecraft, and the Munster-mobile, as LCARS callouts sprang up from various points on the vehicle, as it rotated on the screen.
Tuvok, regarding the sight, actually seemed shocked.
"What... is... that?" he asked.
"Our new shuttle... the Dragula Flyer!" Tom said, in a proud way.
"Mister Paris... I do not believe that this... "Dragula Flyer" is a viable Starfleet design..." Tuvok began.
"Oh, come on, Tuvok! Rob Zombie was a musical genius in Earth's late 20th century! Show some appreciation for creativity!" Tom shot back.
"Mister Paris... there are stripes of flame following the Starfleet arrowhead, which, I might point out, has blood dripping off the tip of it." Tuvok stated.
"Artistic license, Tuvok!" Tom rebuted.
All were silent, merely gazing at this monstrosity on the screen, until, finally, Neelix broke the silence.
"I... uh... I quite like the Dragula Flyer!" he said, smiling encouragingly, as Tuvok looked to him, again raising his eyebrow.
"Fascinating." Tuvok exclaimed.
The Doctor examined the image, and then made a remark.
"Captain, there are no holo-emitters on this shuttle! What will anyone do if there is a medical emergency?" he asked, alarmed.
Chakotay stepped in.
"Relax, Doctor... I can transfer my medicine wheel to the shuttle... we'll be fine." he said.
Finally, Seven of Nine felt she should offer something as well.
"I believe I can enhance the Commander's medicine wheel by utilizing Morg nanoprobes." she said.
The Captain looked at her crew, offering help, and stood up, smiling.
"Very well... we need this shuttle... we have no time to lose... we have to put the pedal to the metal, pound the pavement, beat the meat, yank the crank, it's time to make the call!" she began. "Seven, work with B'Elanna to begin construction on the shuttle. Also, enlist the help of Treevis and Flotter... and the Maestro... he may wish to add his input as well." she said.
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THE END.
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-BolianAdmiral
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Star Trek: Voyager
"The Dragula Flyer"
A Parody
By: BolianAdmiral
- - - - -
IN THE U.S.S. VOYAGER CONFERENCE ROOM:
All eyes were on Captain Janeway, as she eyed everyone in the room, as she leaned forward, addressing the group.
"All right... we can't put this off any longer. For the past five years, we've been attacked by the Crazon-Okra, and the Morg... we already have at least three more shuttles on the ship than when we left Deep Space Nine, and I don't know where they came from. But we need a new shuttle... one with the capabilities we'll need to gain an advantage over the Morg." she stated.
Tuvok's eyebrow was raised a bit, to show his interest, but also as a natural reaction to the unusally shrill and reedy sound of the Captain's voice. As Tuvok scanned the room, he noticed Tom Paris getting agitated. Finally, Tom could stand it no longer, and got up, and walked to the wall monitor.
"Uh, Captain... I think I can help. I've been working on a design for a new shuttle." he said, as he activated the monitor, and called up a rotating image of a vehicle that looked like a cross between a Starfleet shuttlecraft, and the Munster-mobile, as LCARS callouts sprang up from various points on the vehicle, as it rotated on the screen.
Tuvok, regarding the sight, actually seemed shocked.
"What... is... that?" he asked.
"Our new shuttle... the Dragula Flyer!" Tom said, in a proud way.
"Mister Paris... I do not believe that this... "Dragula Flyer" is a viable Starfleet design..." Tuvok began.
"Oh, come on, Tuvok! Rob Zombie was a musical genius in Earth's late 20th century! Show some appreciation for creativity!" Tom shot back.
"Mister Paris... there are stripes of flame following the Starfleet arrowhead, which, I might point out, has blood dripping off the tip of it." Tuvok stated.
"Artistic license, Tuvok!" Tom rebuted.
All were silent, merely gazing at this monstrosity on the screen, until, finally, Neelix broke the silence.
"I... uh... I quite like the Dragula Flyer!" he said, smiling encouragingly, as Tuvok looked to him, again raising his eyebrow.
"Fascinating." Tuvok exclaimed.
The Doctor examined the image, and then made a remark.
"Captain, there are no holo-emitters on this shuttle! What will anyone do if there is a medical emergency?" he asked, alarmed.
Chakotay stepped in.
"Relax, Doctor... I can transfer my medicine wheel to the shuttle... we'll be fine." he said.
Finally, Seven of Nine felt she should offer something as well.
"I believe I can enhance the Commander's medicine wheel by utilizing Morg nanoprobes." she said.
The Captain looked at her crew, offering help, and stood up, smiling.
"Very well... we need this shuttle... we have no time to lose... we have to put the pedal to the metal, pound the pavement, beat the meat, yank the crank, it's time to make the call!" she began. "Seven, work with B'Elanna to begin construction on the shuttle. Also, enlist the help of Treevis and Flotter... and the Maestro... he may wish to add his input as well." she said.
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THE END.
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-BolianAdmiral
