Contest: ENTER TNG Caption This! #567: Costume Party!

[LeadHead]

Hello everyone! I continue to be unreliable but I am glad to say that I have some winners this time!

First up to the plate, we have the "You got a problem Picard" Award, going to @Mojochi for:

Riker: Sir, we need to have a discussion about your huffing addiction.


Next, we have the "Only drunk people love the hat" Award, going to @T'Boggit for:

Barclay " OK, I take it back (Hic!) tha'ts a simply gorgeous hat!


Next, we have the "Petitions OF THE FUTURE!" Award, going to @Tenacity for:

Picard: "I'm sorry Mister Scott, but there was a petition to have me talk to you about your "man spread."


Next, we have the "Lieutenant Obvious" Award, going to @IMC Headquarters for:

WORF: It is green screen.


Next, we have the "Some things never change" Award, going to @Dr. San Guinary for:

Homn: This is how I deal with the stress of working for Lwaxana.


Two Photoshop Awards!

@Qonundrum:

and @Ron Nasty

SCOTTY: This might take a bit. The computer is having trouble parsing "No bloody A, B, C or D.

Our KBL goes to @Kaos:

Picard: Don't ask me how it got stuck up my nose, just help me get it out.


Many thanks to everyone who participated and congrats to our winners!

I know there is a significant backlog on winners from other contests, not to mention the Movies and TOS contests, I hope to get to those sooner rather than later.

And now with Halloween closing in, time to let our crew bring out their favorite costumes too!

Enjoy!

 

[LeadHead]

Crusher: Excuse me, somebody in here challenged me to a duel?

Worf: This hat is dishonorable.

Worf: (thinking) This hat is awesome!

Troi: Worst Halloween Party Ever, there's no chocolate in anything!

Guinan: You interested in being on "The View?"

Riker: If we hit traffic on Market Street, there'll be no tip for you.

 

[Mr Soak]

Thanks for the KBL!

Chief Medical Officer's personal log: I've taken to going through the Classic British Royal Weddings series in my downtime. This time, it's Charles and Horse-face. Camilla! I mean Camilla.

Worf: Bring me a sombrero, or I'm not moving.

In this episode of MasterChef Romulus, T'Merik forgets the Romulan Ale, and is subsequently sent home to be executed.

Guinan: Is that a phaser in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?
Picard (off screen): Pockets? What are pockets?

Data: Please refrain from manspreading.

 

[bolak]

Data: I did point-out to the scriptwriter that 'data' is already a plural in Federation Standard, and that 'datas' is therefore tautological and ungramm ---
Riker: Just drive, Mr Datum.

 

[bolak]

Computer, initiate program Pulaski Smackdown Alpha-17

 

[bolak]

[ Romulans laughing off-screen ]

Rom1: ... and I said "So do you think all Betazoids have long black curly hair?"
Rom2: Yeah, and surely all Humans are bald!

[ more laughter ]

 

[IMC Headquarters]

According to the Hitch-hiker's Guide to the Galaxy, it is a little known fact that a Klingon version of the Sorting Hat is used to assign Houses to various members of its society. How many Houses actually exist in the Klingon Empire is a matter of endless debate because Klingon warriors battling among themselves are frequently unable to properly pronounce House names owing to copious amounts of blood gurgling in their throats generated by deep lacerations from sharp and equally unpronounceable blades...

 

[IMC Headquarters]

The Hitch-hiker's Guide to the Galaxy has this to say about dining with Romulans: don't! If the poisoned food and belligerent conversation don't kill you, the absolute drabness of their uniform and hair style will drain you of life more quickly than Borg nanoprobes wrapped inside a warp core breach. The Romulan Star Empire's gray agenda inflicts such massive dullness among its people that they one day collectively decided to fade away into obscurity, and, in a moment of superior irony, chose to do it using a red rubber ball. The Romulan sun is shining like a Red Rubber Ball.

 

[Laura Cynthia Chambers]

Data: "I am sorry, Commander. You can ride "shot-gun" next time."
Riker: "Phooey."

 

[JirinPanthosa]

BEVERLY: This time I'm dressing up BEFORE going into the holodeck. Not falling for that one again.

WORF: Say my name.

TROI: Your father was obviously a traitor.
ROMULAN COMMANDER: All he did was ask for a different haircut than a bowl cut.
TROI: Like I said, a TRAITOR!

PICARD: ...Of all the movies to recreate in the holodeck. Sunset Boulevard? Really?
GUINAN: Mr DeMille. I'm ready for my closeup now.

DATA: Saddle up, lock and load. Commander Riker? Saddle up, lock and load. He didn't hear me. That is unfortunate, as it was a good one. I will have to save it up and use it in a different situation.

 

[Leviathan]

Worf: haaaaaaaaaaaaang on....I dont think they had winners for #565.

 

[Leviathan]

Picard: OK, no more detective programs....we'll try some Cold War Spy comedies....here's one called "Jumpin' Jack Flash"

 

[Leviathan]

Data: Gas, Grass, or Ass...nobody rides for free.

 

[Leviathan]

Troi: Viinerine is PEOPLE!

 

[Leviathan]

Crusher: I dont know why they invited me to this simulation of 'The Hunt for Red October'...I only have one line.

 

[Leviathan]

In a deleted scene, Crusher duels Pulaski for the Chief Medical Officer position.

 

[T'Boggan]

"I am sorry Commander, but this is not the Lupin Express"

"And I want all Nine Million In gold pressed Latinum transfered to Rita Miller in Albany!"

 

[Noname Given]

Woopie Goldberg: "What? Based on the pre-production art, I thought this was exactly how the DC comics character Starfire would dress. So...Am I too late to audition?"

 

[inflatabledalek]

Medical Officer's Log: I'm excited for my first trip onto the completely safe and unthreatening Holodeck. Though I'm not sure why I had to sign such an extensive insurance waiver first though.

Worf: We're taking this Wagon Train to the stars idea too seriously.

Troi: WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO MY HAIR?!?!

Guinan: I think this might be a funny cigarette.

Picard: It's not making me laugh.

Data: Thank you for using the Android Uber app.

 

[shivkala]

Crusher: Initiate program Crusher 2b.

Holodeck Computer: Program "Sex with 1920's Ghost" is loaded, you may enter when ready.

Riker *offscreen* Nice Clint Eastwood costume, Worf!
Worf: It is a reference to the original Enterprise crew's mission from 4385.3 dubbed, "Spectre of the Gun."

Troi: *Personal Log* I will never again complain about my father's family's Thanksigiving dinners turning political!

Guinan: What say you and I slip into this Holodeck simulation and I show you why, on Earth in the late 20th/early 21st Century I was known as "Whoopi"?

Data: I apologize for the rough ride, sir, there was an aquatic animal in the road and the horses decided it was time for us to jump the shark.