Contest: ENTER TNG Caption This! #538: Good Times

[Herbert]

Geordi: This is a stick up
Data: That better be your hand this time, Geordi.

 

[Leviathan]

TFTW!

LaForge: This will work Data, women love a ventriloquist act...right?

 

[Leviathan]

Data: So...the little squares moving around was impressive? Nobody has ever hear of Qix? Ok then. Hey, wait till you see my high score on 'Frogger'.

 

[Leviathan]

Captains Log: 2 more crew tried to weasel out of 2 days of missed shifts claiming they were 'phase cloaked'. Probably drunken shagging in the broom closet.

 

[Mr Soak]

Captains Log: 2 more crew tried to weasel out of 2 days of missed shifts claiming they were 'phase cloaked'. Probably drunken shagging in the broom closet.

Data: It was LaForge, sir.
Pircard: Oh, right. Finding doors to roll under, then

 

[inflatabledalek]

Thanks for the multi-win LH!

Picard: OK, time to start quoting the classics...

*AHEM*

"This is so fucking cool!"

Troi: Though as I'm the one who can beat Data at chess, you really should have had me take this guy on. I'd have thrashed him.

Riker: Damn! My fingers are trapped and useless... how will I shave now?!

Geordi: Data, it's too late, they've already cast the new Doctor Who.

Riker: Well Sir, you said you were sick of Captain Picard Day.

Picard: True, but "Mr Mott Month"?!

 

[Triskelion]

Riker: Uh oh, here comes the mother of all facepalms.
Troi: I would not want to be that super-intelligent spatial anomaly!

Pulaski: ...You have beaten him!
Data: It is a matter of perspective, Doctor. In the strictest sense, I did not win.
Troi & Pulaski: Data!
Data: I busted him up.
All: Yes!
Pulaski: Too bad Tasha couldn't see you in action.

 

[Leviathan]

The cast made an impassioned plea, but the studio execs made 'Sub Rosa' anyhow.

 

[tharpdevenport]

Frakes: "The writers thought this would be funny. LOL -- my fingers -- dai r trapeded!!1!"

Stewart: "Sigh. I'm a classically trained actor."

 

[Nerys Myk]

RIKER: He's having that "Helen Noel" fantasy again, isn't he?
TROI: Yes, I'm sensing...(shudder)...actually you don't want to know what I'm sensing.

 

[Twilight Phoenix]

Loads of Data screenshots ! I'm thrilled ^^

PICARD (with theatrical voice and attitude) : And now, my dear colleagues - Make it snow !

RIKER : So Data, did you guess who your Secret Santa is ?
CROWD : *happy conversations*
DATA : ....I am puzzled by your question, lieutenant. I thought we all knew that Santa Claus, sometimes referred as Saint Nicolas or Weihnachtsmann, is a fictiona--
PULASKI : --just say it's me, Data.

GEORDI : Nice outfit ! Are you planning to spend some time in the Holodeck ?
DATA : Not today, Geordi. I have a date tonight, and I thought it would be an appropriate outfit.
GEORDI : .....ah o_O
(Could be a scene from my fic ! )

DATA : Captain, I personally find that scene confusing.
PICARD : So I do, commander.
RIKER : Is it me, or is Beverly really performing a drunk strip tease ?!