Good Evening. Allow Me to Salute My Crew. It is here that You will post your ID# Cards, and here that you may meet other Crew Members, until I, and My PDA, can sort out Positions for You. The existing Crew, may wish to re-post their ID# here, even though, I have a Dossier on You all, *sigh* ...they may wish to tart the pic up...as I have done :) I shall now endeavour to contact each one of You ...Individually...as is My Custom *sigh*...to let You know that this is indeed the Gateway to Heaven, and the Boarding Call will be made ....shortly. The High Commander Hugz

PDA here! & just to clear up any misunderstanding- i am not a doubleagent! (ooooooh darn that probe) :D LOL! welcome back my friends to the show that never ends...

We're so glad you could attend, come inside... come inside. Welcome friends ...

Aaah! I have chosen Well. My Happy Pills are on board. What a Physician...what a Babe! Sign Up! Space Needs You! The "Mothership" needs You! The Mission!!! The Romance!!! The Adventure!!!! The Bad Gas in Confined Quarters!!! Happy Pills!!!! COME!!! We Must Save the Raven Haired One, from Planet Putrid, and not fear any Brigand, nor will we avoid any Gamma Quadrant, because of Threats and Subdication....We will NEVER lick the Dust from the Space Boots of Buzz Lastyear. Are You with Me? Have YOU got what it takes? Can YOU take what I have got? Together, we can stop the Tommy Rot that is Buzz Lastyear, remove His Batteries, and fetch the Raven Haired One (against Her Will, I am afraid) back to Earth. Planet Putrid...however, will never recover from the Musky Scents that were created there, in a vain attempt to Lure My Hot Top 20 Foxy Babes. Come, Let's Clean Up this Universe together!

The rebellion is on, anda Mother Ship is on the loose. We Ill fight to preserve our won kind, NOW.

Niutek's ready, Sir! Bring out any monster, we shall conquer the Universe!!!!

Count me in too! And, as in the last mission, I request a window seat :D

Tanialmedia has the Window Seat...same as last Mission...why does it always have to start off with who is having the Window Seat. Nice Design Masema...the same as the Tattoo on Your Back *sigh*. Now, wee Nuitek...are you sure You are old enough for a Mission? I like Your New Haircut though...reminds Me of a Space Bike I once had. Lombardo...Welcome...go read Nuitek a Bed Time Story, until She settles...and yeah...You got it Boy...da Mothership is on da loose an we iz gunna kick some Ass! Yeah! Right on!!!! Now, where is da PDA? How did the Over Weight Blimp Buzz Lastyear get in ? Who likes Donuts? Nurse!

right here HC! Have yet to locate security- but I did stop off at the local ID shop for a new ID- you like? has requested # & all Welcome Lombardo!, hugz to Spidey & Masema & sweet little Nuitek! :] how bout a game of Pictionary why we wait on the rest...

Yes! I Adore Your New Persona. You have caught My Eye...here ...it is Yours, for I Pluck it out to show You My Hollow Head. I Love the start of a Voyage...all the Hugging, Streamers...Song's of Auld Lang Syne...aahh! a Mission, Romance.....Babes!!!! Buzz ...I'm telling You Boy! I'm gonna drain Your Batteries! Btw, Tedz Duty Free Store is now open, we take the Green Back, the Red Back (Australian Dollar), and your Piggy Bank. Send Your Credit Card details and I will send You some Cyber Cocktails. Hugz .

Oinkoink yaaa maiitiies!! And the Bacon headed Bugkiller has arrived!!

Thanx to webvogel who's transforming me in Poser, I have this look to offer to the crew. Well, every Space Ship do need a cyborg don't we? ;) That's me, then :P :P :P (Ty to webwogel!!!! who's waiting still for clear shot of my body to texturize properly my whole figure. I'll take them this weekend that I am at sea again :P) Honour to the commander!!!!

Beep beep! Hic-cup! FOisT Of aLL I hAve SoMe DeMAnds bEfoRE I BoArd, I want VoDka, No PRobes bUt tHe oPTion tO pRobe aSS As I dEsire, mORe VOdka and more ass, mAke that Scattered aSS aLL around. I sEE AlSo Commander YoU HaVe ChoSEn aNOthEr PDA. YoU BastarDZ. SeeMs hEr InseRted pRobe was NoT Inserted wiTh CauTion.

Ohhh man. Who let him out of his cage, I mean guest quarters, again?!! Gotta make a mental note much bigger dosage next time.

I'm here! I'll fight till the end!

hiiippp hiiippp hurraaaaaaa the braves are signin'in 4 the good fight must go on ;0] Tanilameida @ your service Sir!

Hi crew, Hi riS. I would like to find some intelligence in the Universe (and of course take some photos). My weapon is my camera and btw not @ your service.

Here my ID and thanx to cynlee for the IM.

Jyri you need some action, not only in shots.

Peace in the Universe and if it's possible in the World.

Calling, calling, Akinom is calling High Comannder! I'm ready for boarding and submitting my ID#Card, Sir! Ready fortake off to save the Raven Haired One from Planet Pudrid,Sir! So what is my task, Sir? And Hi to all the Crew Members, we 'll do our best for Peace!

hi there sweetie :) *talkin in cyber language * fuzzy Ciao ;)

My Dear Beloved Crew. Allow Me to take this opportunity in Welcoming You aboard the "Mothership" My PDA would also Welcome You...but, Today She is allowed to, er....Sleep in.I should also like to Welcome the New Participants, being Ratto ...My wee Spaced Rat, Enax and Dholman, who I may make the Ship's Master at Arms, as He has already noticed the bothersome Unruley Robot, Bioserge, as He downed His "foist" bottle of Vodka. Crew, Your ID#'s are Superb, however, I am concerned with Tania's.....what are all those Wires? I hope that You have not been picking at the Insulation, while awaiting take off. Now, My Beloved Crew.....what Positions do You want? I have a Large Manual, an Engineering Book, a Reader's Digest, Websters Dictionary and a current Copy of the Kama Sutra, so that we May find a Comfortable Position on Board.....and someone to Lean On. HC Hugz.

Attached Link: http://www.renderosity.com/messages.ez?Form.ShowMessage=1145934

*yawn* Good morning! Greetings to jyri- that bugkiller may need to be transformed to a "Buzzkiller"... & meli!- what a lovely cyborg you make! ... & serge- tsk, tsk, you may have had one too many ... & Donald- are you in? ... & ratto- great to see you! ... & tania!- oh, do be careful, your climbing skills could come in handy to scale the giant Buzz & pull his plug ... & enax- you would make a fine diplomat if we ever do come across some intelligence in the world ... & dear akinom- with your great eye for detail i know this mission will be success! ... Wonderful to see you all! FYI- I AM ATTACHING A LINK TO THE ORIGINAL MOTHERSHIP THREAD- a bit of history on the origin of the mothership & how our dear HC came to being

Wait! wait! wait for me!!! damn am I too late????

Ready HC! sorry got lost, Cynlee rounded me up...

I finally got back my gear (metal that is), back then, I as in the middle of the most aberrant phenomenon that human kind ever created: school assignment. So a had to get on board half naked whit only a T-shirt, a pair of pants, and some fighters behind me, my apologies. Its time get down andirty! Now, were is my ammo and rations? If the opponents need a shoot I can arrange that! BEEP-BEEP.BEEP-BEEP

MOONCAT spotted! advice cloaking, proceed with care of giant orbiting mousetraps, keep tongue in check uh, where'd she go? oh hiya trickster, jwdell! hugz! glad you could make it! nice outfit Lombardo!!

whoa whoa what was in that drink serge gave me?

whoa! that is da bomb spidey! pushes her into a cold shower to help her wear off the effects (how'd ya do it?)

I want to be our Sneaker, Sir! I'm so small and innocent lookin' I'll get everywhere in disguise when it comes to unpluggin' the wire! I'll trick them right. I'll be a super-agent! And welcome all new crew members! :))) May the High Commander's Power be with you! up, up and away!

so sweeeeeetttttttttt! here we stand once more interfacing adventure and strong emotions through the land of connected minds ;0] LET'S go WIRED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Spidey...was dat Your foist buttle of wodka? You are sooooooo darn good...You have just slipped into My Top Hot 5 Foxy Babes!!!! Niutek...Yes...you are an innocent one...now...shoo...go Spy on everyone...pretend You are rummaging for Cookies. Tania....take it easy...where is the Kapok for Your Poly Pillow...You stay by the Window seat...You are a Hot Top 5 Foxy Babe....You have Authourity, Lombardo wants to share a Cabin....even with a Hamstar....will anyone let Him share? He will be back from School soon.....oh...what about Niutek...He could read You lovely Space Fairy Tales :)

I have my ID Card! I'm ready to go! Where are we headed? I also am Armed with My camera-greatest weapon known to man! I love my digital camera and wouldn't go any where with out it! I claim the kitchen to bake! I love to bake!-I didn't say I could bake, I just said I love to bake! ha ha! Johannah

HC that's a really loaded question hmmmmmmmmm i'll cover his ass 4 a while, he want be long joing us ... probs with some bugging agents and crossed lines ;0]

just got a msg ... i'll be off till tmrw ... let's burn sm cookies ... let's dodge sm bullets in sandman's land ... hey Niutek aka super agent Sneaker an extra hand is always handy ;0] pls cover my ass 4 a while, make sure we all are wired and pls pls make sure we all have a free line out!!!!! just in case ... u know ;0]

Hey! Where are You warping off too Sweet Tania? Have You another Job? Are You Grape picking? Hey....don't You go to Sandmans Land alone...I...the Glorious and Beloved High Commander, will accompany You....why? Because I can, and I ssure You....I am Wired! However, back to reality.....are You ready to rumble, are You fidgeting for a fight, are you Armed to the Back Teeth? Fearajinx? who let this Person aboard? Man...we gotta change Your ame real quick...we don't want bad luck to follow us wherever we may roam.....we will call you a Jonah. Nice ID# Way Kool:) Now, Lombardo...has a "Slow Connection" ...something I have only Dreamed of..wonder where My PDA is...but, He has no where to stay tonight ...any Double Berthers....or are You all in the 3 Berth Cabins?

Here is my ID card... issued by the only authority I recognize onto this world and any given other... Long Live the HC and God Bless the GQ...

Wow! Polphilo! You would make a great Poly Pad Pot Scrubber, so...You will work in the Galley with Fearajinx, because I don't want Her near the Bridge or any Controls. I Love the Coloring in Your Hair Poly Pillow, is it an Organic Henna Highlight? Can we eat it if we are Lost in Space? Well, I am Jolly well pleased with You all....a fine and dandy bunch....I actually feel a Gender Twinge when I look at some of You *sigh*

Commander of High do I need to bring any weapons, other than my stiletto heels of course?

Hey riS, sorry but I don't understand :[
"You say:"I Love the Coloring in Your Hair Poly Pillow, is it an Organic Henna Highlight? Can we eat it if we are Lost in Space?"...
means this lost in Space eating hair?

Bring plenty of Weapons My Dear wee Spidey...for You may need them to Repel Me sigh ....oooooooh, I do like Your New, New York Punk Lou Reed Look. Do You have another Eye....or is it in the Back of your Head....you look ravishing wee Spidey, how about weaving a bit of Silk, for Your High Commander...even though You did not Win the "pepe la pue" Award ...You are still up in the Charts, of My Hot Top 5 etc, etc. Now, Enax ...there is nothing to Fear....unless You are related to Fearajinx ...maybe the PDA invited this "Albatross around my Keck"... we will probably eat the Bedding, before We would Eat Polyhilo's Pillow....the Beds will be very Nutrisious,(Bed Bugs) how ever We are not lost....we are NOT Space Rats....and We are off to Planet Putrid, via the Gamma Quadrant, ...Nobody will stop us! Not Buzz! Not Mooncat!sigh Not The Raven Haired Moderator! sigh No ONE!!!!

I wish to be considered fo Engineering, HC, though I can blast bug with the best of em, I'm pretty good at fixin broke stuff, laptops, cars, warp drives...just PLEEEEASE don't call me Scotty....

Ok...You are Mr. Fix It. Now....a Martini if You please.

Shaken or stirred? I could probably do something about the hole you poked in the rubber fish too, he may come in handy should we encounter trouble whithin the much disputed gamma quadrant...

Hold on...hold on!!! There's a chance for gun play here? Oh hell yea!!! I just got my new BioArmor all nice and clean from the last bug run. If there's room in the bay for my fighter, I'm in. And as long as no one touches my pulse pistols, pulse rifles, nano-bio-grenades, monofilament swords, charge dark-matter knife or favorite mug no one on board needs to get hurt. *Flashes ID Card* Permission to come along and blow stuff up real good, Commander? -=>Donald

Permission to come aboard, You big Hunk squeeze...er, I must check Your Pulse ...make sure You are not a Klingon...like My Ex...I wont touch your Cup...You leave my Lip balm alone.

Permission to come abourd sir?! Sorry aboutthe metals on my ID. zhounder (aka Magick Michael) Reporting for duty!

Nice friggin ID, Donald!! now I'm turning green with envy, off to the local ID shop I go, welcome aboard!

OK I feel better now!

Way Kool...the 3 of You are real scary...Love the Babe...She will soon be in the Hot Top 20...keep that Raven away from the Bridge please...She looks too much trouble...She is scarier than You, John. Now, what about a Jim Beam Scotty.

Got plenty of beam boss, Also a good supply of JD.(I've earned that particular nickname!)Tenten conveniently has a hollw leg which I've taken the liberty of packing full of a plutonian nyborg and mushroom mixture that'll really fix things around here...

BEEP BEEP... Akinom is calling for High Commander...BEEP BEEP... Very urgent, Sir!... Have just discovered terrible things!... THERE'S SOMETHING GOING ON HERE!... First we saw Spidey getting high after having that drink from Serge. Then Poly came up with those hair...pssst!... assume he had a drink too. And now I found this fellow... could it be Serge after hanging on his Vodka?... Need some help to get him on his feet again!!!... Really a problem! Could there be a Double Agent on board, who has mixed something into our alcohol stock?... BEEP BEEP Over and out

There's a few issues with the warp drive too...

Hey, hey......what is this Commander Tedz?....you are taking all my favorite men with you....I need my love slaves here with me! You know when Buzz's batteries run low I need the real thing.... Throws DHolman's Catholic school girl outfit on floor and stomps thigh high leather boots on floor This is getting serious...... hhmmppphhttt......

I am, therefore I create.......
--- michelleamarante.com

Hey, are you done with that catholic schoolgirl outfit? We might have a use for it...

No, no, no, you cannot have my sexy outfit.....must put it back on and do pole dance to woo my men back.... If that doesn't work I will don the leather and give them a punishment that they will really enjoy.... The raven haired moderator in her black leather is a sight to behold....especially when she's mad..... And if that doesn't work I will coat myself in Chocolate pudding and peanutbutter......

I am, therefore I create.......
--- michelleamarante.com

HC?? The opposition seems to be breaking out the heavy weaponry kinda early, are we saving her from Buzz or Buzz from her... I fear we have a tough mission ahead, I require sleep now....zzzzzzzzzz

access denied means u should put the codes in the right place babe yeeep good idea recharge your batteries now ;0] and monika u raised a good question here, who indeed is that strange looking guy?????? niutek we have to prepare for a virus clean up i'm afraid!

Once onboard Buzz's batteries will be surely over in a short while. We cannot waste engine power for such schoolgirl leisure devices... "Real things from real men" will be the song we'll sing while leaving the harbour...

...I agree with Poly... Then I've found my place in the mothership... :)) LOL :))) If HC... But I could read some engineering books too... :P

Ratto "Buzz" Lightyear ! And GO ! :-D

...I 360 C U...

Oh wait... Ahhh... Errr... The school girl with the leather thigh highs isn't comin' huh? Someone needs to stay here and gaurd the forum. Sir, I volunteer. I will protect this little lady and all others left behind! [Magick Michael elbows his way against the flow of the crowd grabbing everyones peanutbutter and chocolate pudding along the way] 'scuse me, pardon me.. scuse me...

Hmmmm.... this is a tuff one A - intergalactic adventure type THANG B - stayin here for those REESE PIECES.... Hey..... who got chocolate on my peanut butter!!!! BIDI BIDI BIDI BIDI!!!!

BTW...Looks like I won't be needing this now... If you're interested...let me know!

My dear High Commander and fellow members of the Mothership: With all the excitement and adrenaline rising, I wish to offer my services as muscian and muse to calm your spirits. Bagpipes may be a bit loud for the deck of the Mothership so I will leave those for outdoor occasions for which the High COmmander may demand my services. But I can sing and write poetry so that in the fury of battle you may find a space full of peace and dreams. Sir, I am shy and do not yet feel secure enough to share my ID but at your wish I will do so. Calm Seas and Prosperous Voyage!

OMG! What is going on! Can I not shut My many Eye's for a minute. Who let the Leather Lounge Suite on Board? That is Buzz's Battery Drainer!That is the Raven Haired Moody Moderator, She has come to Steal Our Thrusters sigh! Get Her off My Ship! Bring back that School Uniform...ooh, just put in My Cabim...I shall Model it for My PDA, and JD with the Jack Daniels...I did not know that He was going with anyone...He is a Playboy, Jim Beam, Jack Daniells...no, doubt he has had Johnny Walker in His Arms.Now, My nnew Crew....what are all these Stiletto Holes in the Deck? Where the Hell is the Nurse, where is My PDA. Where are My Happy Pills? Welcome Caledonia....No ID# huh.....ok...Young Lady....the Probe Room for You, I am afraid, and why squeeze that poor Cat with the 9 Legs....ooh, Bag Pipes...should I call You Scotty.

Oh, please High Commander, NOT the probe!!!!! I will get you an ID ASAP! My gentle constitution will go into shock if I am subjected to a probe!

Ooh...look at all the lovely Men I have accumulated! The Light's have gone out on Board...a Power Surge ...not to be confused with a Bioserge (honest Commander...it was My foist Gallon of Vodka)...Baloney! The Power Surge, has been caused by the Raven Haired Double "O" Agent...I bet She is in My Engine Room, sitting on the Generator....draining it's Strength. Akinom is off Her Tree, suggesting that Her Schnapps is Spiked...Dear Frau...all Schnapps is spiked...have You been Probed? Would You like to be? I still have visions of the DHolman in a School Uniform...I must check His Gallery....and his Closet sigh...I have been Dreaming of Mooncats Gamma Quadrant....this is how we will get to Planet Putrid....She will not stop us from making Buzz give up His "Ever Reddies". We must disarm this Buzz...last time I encountered Him, I held Him in a Bare Hug, and He caused 3 of My Dental filling's to shake loose...and, I was not even satisfied :(

Gentle Constituition? What type of Amazonian Warrior is This??? Get that ID# ...or it is a Public probing! How do I know that You are not with Buzz? Have any of Your Fillings fallen out...or, have been shooken loose with His Lusty prescence. Who left all these Toy's about? Have we a Rug Rat on Board? I see Polyphilo has a new Home Entertainment System...Tania must be tied up with a loose Comnnection:( Poor wee Woman...I think She is a Woman....perhaps another Probe. Am I running this Ship on My own? Where is My wee Blue Eyed 6ft 8inch....without the Boots...Platinum Blonde?....I asked her to go to the Space Dairy, She took My Platinum Amex Card, and I have not seen Her since :( I hope She has not teamed up with the Moody One, Mooncat and Buzz :( ooh, what a distressing thought...just Me in Space with all these Men?....and having to look after the Rug Rat, while Her Dad Woos His Poser Doll....I mean...how weird is that? And, who has left their boots, under My Space Bunk? Huh????

Sir, perhaps I neglected to mention that i am no Amazon warrior but a lady. I can fight when cornered but I prefer to write poetry and make music. I think you will find my presence soothing after a long day of commanding a Space Crew of such varient skills and temperments. Do not fear, Beloved Commander, I am not a spy nor do I take pleasure from having my fillings rattled. I prefer real men to battery powered substitutes:)

Ooh! Great! I knew the Celtic One was a good choice! Not everyone wants to aboard Buzz's Big Rocket. And Poetry doth sooothe the Rage Within. I like to make Music too, Caledonia, so how about a wee Space Ditty, what about a wee Squeeze, of Your Pussycat, that is full of Wind and has Nine Legs. Here Kitty, kitty, Kitty....ooh, what a lovely Tartan Billy Peach Collar You have on Your Bagpipes....have You Registered this "Pet" ....is it like a Chameleon, does the Tartan change Hues. Are You Rich? Why do You prefer "Real Men" ...why don't You like Me? So write me a wee Poem.....or give me a wee Squeeze.....or it is the Probe for You :( Now...what to wear.

All this talk of big rockets and bagpipes has made me hungry... for hotdogs and mozzarella sticks. I laugh while you try to hold your crew together... Not all the men are foolish enough to leave me... I have the manly goateed zhounder here with me and the bubble blowing l8rdaze. They know that leather and chocolate pudding are good for them. I am disappointed in DHolman.... I may have to dance harder to make him see my way...... Hmmm....and Buzz is not a substitute for Real Men he is merely a helper in the Quest.... 2 is better than I always say..... I promise no probing.....on gentle slaps...... come with me.

I am, therefore I create.......
--- michelleamarante.com

Damn Your Black Heart...and Your Black Leather Wearable Lounge Suite, Sweet! You will not be happy untill You get Your 3 Piece *sigh*. No! I will not come with You! I have a different Rythm to beat on My drum. Keep Your Men...I being Multi Gendered will keep My Boyz and Girlz...and this DHolman....who is definetly gonna get the Probe ...before School :) This Goated Zhounder...are You allowed to keep Grass Eating Creatures in Your Quadrant?...and the Bubble Blowing 18rdaze sounds too Young...is He a Toy Boy? If You Promise No Probing....only gentle slaps ....then You are not fit to be wearing the Leather You do. You would probably do better with a "Lazy Boy", than the Erotic Leather, Whip Wielding Image that You Portray. No! Under Your shiney, glistening, smoothe, sleek,firm,rounded, plump, Black Leather....You are all Springs!!! You are a ROBOT!!! You are "THE EBOT ROBOT" You are the Monstrosity of Renderosity!!! You are worser than Buzz Lastyear! You will win over NONE of MY CREW!!! Stick that in ya Gamma Quadrant!

ah, but the canadian has yet to present his card it would seem... soon m pets, for i accidently washed it with this morning's laundry. Might take a day or so to dry out, then I shall send off!

Wear Silk My Boy! Be a Man! Your Washing will Dry in no time . Hugz and a Kiss since You are ficticious...this must be the PDA that is inviting all these Spaced Studz sigh

ROCK AN ROLL! Those bastards at TELMEX wont bring back my phone line! Im must gatter the dudes at the arcade to beat the hell out of those autoritorian ass------. Hey! Commander! I want my freedom back, lands for our children, commun rights! a hamster! lots of rations! an albine roommate! And good englich spelling! Will work hard not to stay out of the net commander, and troopers, plase enjoy the freedom that you all got, for our children!

Money, I have not. My wealth is in words. I braid the strands Of verb and noun Into a plait of verse. Relax upon your silken couch, In my lap rest your weary head, Lend your ear to my soothing voice, I'll smooth your furrowed brow With gentle, cooling hand. Submit yourself to slumber, My arms around you as you dream. Here is your Little Ditty, Commander. I hope I have hereby proven my worth. The Moody One has tempted me to the dark side but my heart has been entranced by the HC who is a real man as he is capable of handling 20 Foxy Babes with skill! I would ask one favor, Dear Commander. I would like the fictious one as a playmate for my amusement.

Slip of over eager fingers, I meant the Ficticious One. The Canadian Rebel Wrapped in Silk:)

Ooo....Cal...shaking head sadly you wish to have to share you man with 20 other Foxy Babes? You wish to be part of a harem.... The others have been brainwashed but I think there is hope for you... The young boy from Canada may be difficult for you spaceman Tedz....you should leave him to me....he was a faithful servant to me....so eager to leave me now? I suspect he may be trouble for you as well.... sniff sniff.... Je He has already tasted the darkside.... he was my favorite amongst my many pet males...... I think you may regret taking him on.... Excuse me I must take leave now....the thought of losing my young boy hurts to much.....

I am, therefore I create.......
--- michelleamarante.com

Ah, Michelle, I wish to win him away from the other Foxy Babes and keep him for my very own. Shhhh, don't tell anyone. You and I may need to talk if we both wish to retain the Canadian boy. Perhaps we can make peace and share him?

Hmmm.....I think we can work out a deal....I would be more than willing to share his sweet cheeks with you as long as I do not lose him completely.... sigh..... good luck with Spaceman Tedz.... You may have a difficult time wresting him away from those others........

I am, therefore I create.......
--- michelleamarante.com

WoW! So, this is the Fictious that Brenda has been speaking of...hmmmm ..probably has no stamina left if He has been with Lust Badyear + the 3 Piece Suite One. Right...here goes! Lombardo...get the Dudes from the Arcade...I will help You kick Authoritarin Ass! You want a Hamster...right...You can look after jwdell's "Raven One". You want to share a Cabin with a Blonde...no problem...I will ask the PDA to move over in Our Space Bunk. Caledonia....You have Won my Heart, and You have Won Ficticious, but not My Silk...he will be Your plaything...Your New Squeeze...thank You for the Poem...Verse doth soothe the Savage Beast...the clickety click...the 666 that is within. Now, in Your Sweet Verse "Your Arms around Me while I Dream" ...should I ask the PDA and Lombardo to top and tail...there is only so many that can fit into a Space Bunk. Do You Play the Bagpipes in Bed? here Kitty, Kitty, Kitty....sigh No ID# and She has just gone into My Hot Top 20 Foxy Babes...I hope it is not Roger....who lives next Door...He plays Bagpipes and wears a Tartan Skirt :) Now, back to Sour Grapes Michelle ...ha ha... I have Your Studz ...You Ears will be so Bare, unadorned ...ha ha...I have Your Sleepers...there is nothing hanging from Your Lobe. Poor Moody Moderator ....all Her Men have been sent to the Vet. She now must get Her Kick's on Route 66, She Can't Get No Satisfaction, though She is Ever Ready! Stay with Me...My Lovelies...I will get a bigger Space Bunk. Do NOT be Her Slave! Do NOT Be Her Pet! Do NOT get taken to the Vet! Tell Her to.....Buzz Off!

...zzzzzzz... Huh! whats goin on! I seem to have fallen asleep at my post, sorry sir,I was a little drained by that last probe. Was that really the Raven haired Moderator in that catholic schoolgirl outfit or just a very pleasant dream? How's a poor guy supposed to work in such conditions? This simply will not do... Tenten, More mushrooms please...

Hey.... I haven't gone by "TOY-BOY" in some time. AHHH those WERE the DAZE!!!! Seems like yesterday...I was supplyin' the inhabitants of sector 68.5 with a whole bunch of the now discontinued BSD (Body Stimulust Device). Then came the WHAM-O 4 play series (DAMN THAT RECALL!) Hey it only fried HALF the population! It was hastily replaced by the (new & improved) BUZZ model. Talk about WHOA...I earned bucho creds on that one and couldn't keep 'em in stock! The BUZZ is now a COLLECTOR'S wet dream (I hear ya can get'em USED on Z-BAY) But I'd watch out if I were you!!!

Who dare to call the great zhounder a slave to anyone!? I serve the Moody Moderator by choice. MY choice! I am slave to no one. As for me being at the vet, I was simply checking on this commander's [and I use the term loosely] PUSSY cat. Died from lack of strokes the Dr. did say. Left behind for it had no ID I fear. Oh Great Moderator, shall I slay this rogue of a commander for pussy neglect?

Come here my daring and handsome men, yes l8r and zhounder you have proven your love for me.....I am so lucky to have you....I am so saddened that Commander Tedz would try to destroy and take away all that I have worked so hard for.... it's bad enough he has stolen the loyalties of my youthful love ficticious...promised him to the young girl as a plaything....but when he tries to turn the heads of my charming forum followers by displaying his manly beauty disguised as Brenda.... Well someone needs to take a razor to those hairy legs of his.... Does this not prove he is evil?...that he has a borg instinct that wants to takeover all?.... He has even sent me coded messages designed to make me succumb to his charms.... but I am stronger than that... My leather corset was designed to stay on unless removed by the right hands.... Hmmm....pussy neglect indeed!....that is awful...he probably probed that poor pussy before he booted it out the door and left it to the dogs.... No zhounder, do not slay him yet.....I must think.... hmmm....Buzz calls for me.....

I am, therefore I create.......
--- michelleamarante.com

You're indeed the most sauvage "Moderator" I ever heard about, Michelle... otherwise... as long as we can ask ourself "Who watch the watchers ?" we can ask as much: "Who/What can moderate a moderator ?" You just gave us the answer to this intriguing question... Thank You ! ;-)

ZZZ....ZZZZ.... A mediterranean night of fire, dance, music, wine and light, the crew in a restaurant next to beach. Love, peace, culture and beauty. The "Dolce far Niente". We won't find nothing better in the Universe... zzzz..zzz...

I've been trying to mud wrestle ficticious for quite some time...perhaps he can be persuaded to share those very toite buns by offering him a shmoke and a pancake? Waffle and a shigar? Crepe and a pipe? Bong and a blintz? No? Ok.

sauvage Moderator I am confused....Does this mean you think I am an Amazon Chick? Do you think I am a Man Eater?....hmmm...well only as an after dinner snack.... I am loving and kind hearted..... sob sob sob

I am, therefore I create.......
--- michelleamarante.com

GET OFF MY SHIP! You Buzzard! Buzz Off! Go see Your Non-Doctor Friend! Go see Steeley Dan ...the Rocket Man...before I take a Buzz Saw to Your Ankles, and bring You down a Peg....damn ...when My PDA Sleeps in...She really Sleeps in :( Where are MY Babes to Defend Me? Where is Caledonia? Still adjusting Her Sporran...still getting Her Oats? Where is My Russian Space Soyuz Specialist? Have You slept in as well? Are You Sleeping in with My PDA? The Ship hasn't left Yet...but I am deeply disturbed :(

HERE I AM, TO DEFEND YOUR DREAMS, HC ! POLY PILLOW ! We'll make a deal 4 sure with this gorgeous leather-wrapped lady... just throw out the BUZZ and keep all the rest... A suite cabin with a ratto inside will make her feeling better, I'm sure ! If I'm wrong you can hang me by the mainmast... my beloved HC !

hhuuuush hush m'captain ... here u have your hot cocoa and a fairy tale for it is full moon tonight with a total eclipse ... all the charm and fantasy are yours ... now relax while i'm watching from sandman's land ;0]

I am Your Hush Puppy, My Sweet Cocoa Making Thang, that You are Tania. Yes...a Full Moon...though I am used to many Moons...part of the reason why I have the Hot Top 20...so, Yes...I have been troubled...the Cocoa will soothe... I am now convinced that Caledonia...is My Neighbor next Door, in Foxton...I could hear Him looking at Me this Morning as I hung My Space Suit on the Line....next to 5 Pairs of Smalls, as this is my way of Showing who is in the Hot Top 5. I am worried that Polly Pillow may want one of the Moody Moderators Crackers! Does Polly want a Cracker? Is Cal the Neighbor Next Door? Who's Smalls will be on the Line Tomorrow? Will My PDA ever Return? Will the Russian Lady ever appear? Tune into the next exciting Instalment. Now, Dear Tania....My Cocoa.....and, You can do a wee Riverdance for Me...just like on the "Foist Voyage" ....it almost Won You the "Pepe la Pue" Award. *sigh*

i am here dear HC- seems i was zapped in the head by some unknown assailant & have been laid out in the bowels of the ship, thankfully jwdell's deamon seed Raven found me- i see you have met my many invited spaced studz-i was so hoping they'd come & join the fun- *waves to the guys* do i hear bagpipes?

A Flower For You My Dear PDA. A Scent to drive You Wild, whilst You.....and I, await these ....er....Studz :) A wee sip of Cocoa perhaps?

OOOOOOOOOOK... trying to even his breathing Let me see if I have this right ... muscles begin to tense ... did I ... fingers flex or did I not hear an order to ... pupils dilate throw the lucious leather clad Mod who was packing shudder a catholic school girl outfit ... off this ship?! Adrenaline rising Is that .... optically implanted laser sights coming on-line Is that what I heard!! sound of multiple safeties dis-engaging Answer me!!!!! IS THAT WHAT I FREAKING HEARD!!!!!! Ooooo yea ... Mike, I think we might have to tap that tanker full of whoopass I brought along a lot sooner than I expected. -=>Donald

Ooh! This Man excites Me! Is this the One who wears the School Girl Unifoirm? Shirley Knot.

come now boyz, sipping her cocoa laced with caffeine, if you want to rescue your ravenhaired moderator from Planet Putrid you will need to slay BuzzLastYear- do you not hear him closing in? bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Ooooo.... I think my hero has arrived....! Forget the young studz....mmmm....tall dark and handsome is here! Donald you muscle bound hunka hunka I promise a dance just for you....flashes a bit of thigh and flutters eyelashes seductively.....

I am, therefore I create.......
--- michelleamarante.com

What is going on here? Who let the Raven Haired Moody Moderator in...I thought She was at the Upholsterer's. And, who let all the Flies in? The Only thing Buzz is good for is Cappuchinno! Shooooo! Get rid of the Flies! Buzz off. Now the entire Flight Deck is vibrating.....the Studz are popping everywhere. My Martini has turned to Yoghurt, but.....I still have all the Babez and the Boyz, and still the Raven Haired Hussy, Hustles Half Heartedly, for the Heros of My Harem ....ha ha.BUZZZZZZZZ

IMPOTENT COMMUNICATIONS FROM THE PLANET P.U.T.R.I.D.

!!!We are monitoring your communications!!!

Commander tUdz -.-

ANy Chance YOU WilL be LoadINg thQtat Craptrap of Bolts and Chromium Ions yOU cal A SHip and dRAggin YO boneY aSSE up heRE anyTIme soOn? }.

mY LEgions uv dOOm nEEd interTAINment.

!!!!dear commander & crew- i fear we have been misled by Planet Putrid & Buzz Lastyear- for you see- WHAT YOU THINK IS YOUR RAVENHAIRED MOODY MODERATOR IS BUT A 3D ANIMATED POSER RENDERING ONBOARD! Commander- we must take off soon if we are to catch the lunar eclipse which will catepult us into deep space to save the REAL R.H.M.MOD!!!!

I believe confusion is setting in.....seems to me Brenda is losing control of his ship....and the BIG ONE from Planet Putrid has spoken... Buzz is near.... Oh Donald...stop shooting your laser for just a moment...these thigh high boots are killing me....come rub my feet luv......

I am, therefore I create.......
--- michelleamarante.com

P.U.T.R.I.D.

Damn! This is getting HOT...I am all fired up! I am ready to Blast off! Who was that Hideous Strapon Creature that the Moody Moderator has tucked into her Garter Belt! Can I not Sleep....can I not Squeeze Oranges in Peace...nae...My Crew...fear not...for this is no Poser Rendering....it is but an Infatuable Doll. The Leather Model, for Castaway Astros...that is a lovely big Laser that Donald Has. Brenda has nothing to Fear....Buzzz and his Bint are Doomed. Prepare to emit Gaseous Substances....so that We may Blast Off!

Oooooooh....how I like Candy lick

Ooooo Yea!!!! I put a call in to my squadron. You can see by the viewscreen that my boys are making their final approach!! Oh sweet explosions!!! All they're waiting for is my command to open fire on this mother grabbing spaceship!!! Ooooh Yea!!!! One word from me and BOOOOOOOOM!!!! A dozen high-yield quantum-flux missiles right on target!!! AHAHAHAHA....Yea....that'll teach you to even think about.... huh? Wooooooaaaah....take a look at the thighs on her .... *droool* Those legs .... those boots. Sweet mother of neutronium what a woman!! I'd love to .... hmmm? Oooooooo foot rub. Can I use that new strawberry flavored massage oil.....can I can I can I? -=>Donald

Donald, for Godsakes man! can you not read? stop thinking with your head & use your head! you are falling for an apparition, a 3d poser rendition, an infautable doll of our lovely ravenhaired moody moderator- do you want Buzz to win & keep the real one enslaved on Planet Putrid? I'm warning you to disarm, the mothership is inpenetrable, I could destroy you with just a mindthought!

Yez. I am quite a Woman Donald. Take me in Your Arms Donald, hold me, squeeze Me, run Your fingers through My Hair...call My Name Donald....for Brenda thought You would never come to save Her....you are indeed a Glorious Hunk...they speak highly of You in Digital Comics *sigh*...now ....take Me!!! Save Me from the Harem of the High Commander. Love Me Donald. Take Me to Your Farm ....I am Yours....and, I can't wait *sigh*

oh Brenda, yes, that should surely make him turn tail & flee, hehe

Er...don't call me Shirley...it's Brenda...now, take Me Girlfriend, while the High Commander is not looking, You scratch My back....and, I will scratch yours. I must get a little Kitty Door put in....to stop You sratching at My wee back door in the Night :)

Mind ... not ... clear. So confusing. Who to believe? What about the foot rub. Her toes are so cute. But Cyn ... she says its a trick. She has made fun of me in the past ... even changing the name on the side of my fighter from "The Raven" to "S.S. Poopy-Pants" and she's always grabbing my butt and stuff, but she has never lied to me. Alright ... *pulls charged dark-matter saber from its sheath* By the sacred river of Yakisoba and the twice blessed virgins of Spankonia - I will find the lovely and oh so tasty raven haired one. And whomever is behind this dastardly plan will rue the day they played these games. 

Guys, I'm staying here! With Michele in her schoolgirl outfit and Raven in black leather, there's no better option than to stay here and to sacrifice my body as a love slave !

My dear HC! Caledonia here reporting for duty! I had a wee nip too much of scotch last night and slept through your calls! It will not happen again. Give me the word and my pipes will strike fear into the heart of Buzz and his henchmen. Am I your neighbor? Too soon to tell dear HC but I could be soon:)

Mmmm....Rork you are smart and very loyal.... I will reward you when this is over.....you will be happy! No Donald....do not fret....I am real....do not listen to the Blonde Chick with the blue eyes.....she is toxic...and poisons your mind... And hmmm....you like it when I grab your butt and uhh...other stuff... *sigh* I grow weary.....do I look like a Poser Doll? Get back here and rub me with that strawberry oil....

I am, therefore I create.......
--- michelleamarante.com

How Dare You come onto My Ship in the State of partial Nudity without giving a "Tick" to warn us, we, of a Gentle Disposition. Aye! Your Butt Clutching Mitts, are off Limits here. You should be Banished to Rendererotica, You and Buzz Lastyear...He is just a Blimp. Now, Buzz Off! I must Iron the School Uniform, for the Platinum Blonde that has borrowed My Platinum Amex Card :( I hope She returns.....I did not know You could use a Charge Card to fetch a Bottle of Milk and some Fresh Kitty Litter. Why is Your Hand to Your Head....Moody One? Another of Your "Now" Famous Headaches....huh? I bet all Your Space Studz have seen this Pose many times....Your Libido is only enhanced by Asprin...shooo, be gone....take Your Frilly Smalls....for I have Caledonia, in Her Tartan G.String....they say that when a Chameleon crawls over Her Kilt, it becomes exhausted, by changing color all the time...Her Traditional Skirts are like a Fractal Programme. Come to Me Caledonia....I don't give a damn if You are My Neighbor....for You have a Lovely Garden and I have a Big Hoe :)....ooh, do You need Your Kilt Pressed?

How did you know about the tartan G-string? Were you watching me dress this morning? You should have told me, I would have danced for you. I always need my kilt pressed.

I suspect Brenda is jealous because she doesn't look half as good as I in frillies and silk..... I see you are stressed... your hands must be shaking with nervousness for your lipstick is smeared.... That is a mighty tool you hold in your hands.....does it vibrate? Hmmm.... Now where is my Bayer....where is my Buzz....

I am, therefore I create.......
--- michelleamarante.com

Ok....toss Your Skirt over the Fence...look's like another fine Day, Cal, Your Garden is looking Lush, now, whilst I am Ironing Your Kilt, would You like for Me to Comb Your wee Sporan eh, Lass?

Of course;) You can braid my hair too if you want whilst I compose a tune for you.

I will Braid Your wee Sporan with Pleasure my wee Haggis, but "foist" we must slip this Placebo Buzz Lastyear , to the Moody Moderator. She will never know that it isn't Buzz, until all Her Teeth start to rattle. The Cocoa may ease the Poor Dear's Permanent Headache. Now, please Cal...a wee Ditty , come compose a Tune....give us a Squeeze, make that Pussycat, with the 9 legs, howl and squeal with Delight....before the PDA comes back with My Platinum Card....if ever :(

Commander of Highest I have tried to assemble the crew for a head count. We have been watching tapes of your past rescue missions to train and raise morale...somehow one of mine must have gotten mixed in...oops We are getting very excited and inspired by you! What's next?

If You are getting Excited my wee Spidey ....then it is time for a Commercial Break ....while the PDA, "Shop's till She Drop's"...I would like You to Bear Me 200 Son's. There will be no Dialouge for about a Millionth of a Second....while Spidey and I do the Tarantula Tarrentella. Now, come here....lets see what Silk You have Woven today *sigh*

ring, ring HC? how many rolls of TP should I pick up? are you behaving yourself? oh & I found this real cute little lace teddy Brenda would just love, what do you think, should I get it? shall we mindmeld?:D

@Michele: Yes my 'masteress'....your wish is my command!

A Flower for You My Fair One. Yes, of course I have been behaving Myself...I have been entertaining wee Spidey with a Game of Daddy Long Legs *sigh* ...She has shown Me Her Silks....aaaaaah....She weaves a Wicked Web *sigh*....and of coure I have been combing the Neighbors wee Sporan, while She is down at the Loch, feeding Her Great Iguana, Nessie. Would You like to Mind Meld Dear One? Have You got Protection? Have You got Insurance? Have You got Privacy? For, if You are Showing Campers the Caves, they will be perplexed why You Shout and Srceam ! "AGAIN! HIGH COMMANDER!" and of course the resonding echo, will mean that it is indeed heard again, and again, and again, and agaain.....*squish* ...ooh, look....poor wee Spidey...I forgot to take Her out of the Bed :( My Sons! My Sons!! :(

The AVGas has been loaded sir, we can commence fueling...

SOS...SOS... Akinom is calling for our nurse...need some help!... PDA could come quickly... had a probe of that damn s***t Schnaps our HC gave me... and this came out now... foist I was asleep...then I was turned to green and I'm now inside my monitor... should have known better... normally I prefer some Vino Secco, red or white or some Martini...I mean a good one, not that Vodka Martini... damn, I knew this s***t Vodka was spiked... our foolish High Commander didn't believe me... damn, damn... SOS...SOS

i knew it i know it ... ctrl+alt+delete ... where is Bioserge, he has the answer!!!!!!!! hang on girl! help is on the waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Oh Tania...it's good you're here... get me someone to help me,Dear...please!!!

hang on girl! i'm workin' on that! where is my rebel without a fuse! he starts this strange melange with drinks and then he does the splits!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

u know i kinda like your new color ;0] i have good news the lab door was open, sweet! it want be long till i find the right code and take u out of there in the meantime follow the link www.brokensaints.com a cool storytale from some crazy weirdo canadians ;0]

Good Grief! Shooting Milkyways! Does the HC not get a moment to Himself! I have had My Trousers down most of the Night...for the pleasure of all ...and now I have them done , for My Own purpose, and I am beseiged by Vodka Induced Vixens that look like ....Shamrocks! Tania will bring some order on the Flight Deck, for I can rely on Her....even though She must be tired, for We have been River Dancing *sigh* most of the Night...it is a wonder there is still Elastic in my Smalls :( Monika Backwards sure looks Green about the Gills...She may need some Vitimin C. When my PDA, comes back with My Charge Card & the T.P. ....no, not a Tent...I am only a wee Man...I will Squeeze some Oranges, and get some Vitimin C into Monika Backwards....for, I feel She has Space Scurvey :( Nurse! Where are My Happy Pills? Where is My Olive? Where is My Dental Floss? Where is My Silk? Where is My PDA with the T.P. :(

Calm down, dear commander! I am here, let me rub your tense shoulders until your happy pills arive. I will hum the tune I have made for you. I will put words to it later. Let me rub your feet with my silken hair. Do you feel better now? Stop worrying, Tania will keep things under control.

Hmmm....little does the Commander know that by tomorrow the lovely Cal will be playing her bagpipes for me....... Wheee....muwhahahaha....... Psstt...Did you find the rope that I left for you Cal? Quick while he is on the thrown doing his business....

I am, therefore I create.......
--- michelleamarante.com

Okay, okay... take the Vitamines, but no more that damn Schnaps... you'd better had given me one those sweet toyboyz, glorious High Commander... don't mind of the colour just want to get out of this monitor... perhaps some of your Happy Pills will do?...CU

Pssst... yes thank you! Don't worry Commander, I will be trying to captivate the Moody Moderator with my Massive Music and win her to our cause!

Mother of all creatures both big and small!!!! OOOOOoooo... Soft ... frilly ... warm ... delicate ... silky. This must end! I will find out for myself if this is a mere Poser ... a dastardly illusion meant to beguile and destroy. Yes ... I will make the sacrafice and put my very body in potential mortal danger. Yes yes ... I will go to her and I will see. I will be able to tell. My keen senses ... my razor-sharp intution ... the feel of soft, supple skin beneath my fingers as the oil warms beneath my touch .... what was I saying? Oh yes!! I don't care how long it takes - hours ... days ... weeks ... months. I will not rest until I know the truth. I go now ... into the known or unknown. Nobody eat my jello while I'm gone!! -=>Donald

NOW HEAR THIS! NOW HEAR THIS! Did You hear that? Did You hear that? My Business on the Throne has been Conducted, and I Bidet You all, Hello. Foistly, there has been a delay with the PDA, apparently Her Space Scooter hit a wee Wabbit, and She will be late, as I had a report, that She was seen trying to revive it.....in the most unusual way. So, no T.P. until She gets back, so everyone will need to ....er....use the Bidet, when I am not doing the Hand Washing of the HT5FB's Small's. What skilled Fingers You have Cal, rubbing the back of my Neck....via My Ear Hole, Yes....things are very different where I come from....what about You, do You Live in the Glen? Will You be in Loch Lomond before Me? Will You Toss the Caber with Me? Aye, Me wee Sprog Lassie .....without the ID#, and probably from Foxton ...a little lower on the Neck...I have a feeling that you may Collaborate with the Leather Clad Lounge Lizard ....the Moderating Monitor!!! YES! YOU SPIKED OUR WODKA!!! You are replaced from the Top HOT 5, by jwdell....for He has ID# and, even though His hands are rough, He has a Gentle Mind. Now, begone shoooooo.......BUZZ OFF....back to Queen Couch and the Planet Putrid ....for....No One is allowed aboard without ID# I Have Spoken!

A *gift* and a *kiss* for Dholman, for I am Inflated with Him....I am Besotted and under His Flatulence.....could He be a Spy from Planet Putrid? I smell something Fishy here.Has He come with Scents and Oudours, to try and Win over My Crew....as He has Me.....anoother *kiss*.....now, the Probe Dear Boy, ...bring Your Soft Toy.

I must vouch for Cal that she did not tie you to the toilet willingly.... She was under the spell of my Golden Massage Machine just $19.95 by RoncoTVtel.... With one touch of it's vibrating vibiness she was hypnotized and had to do my bidding. Take her back to you Hot Harem Honeys it is all she desires to serve you.... I am afraid that it is too late for you with Donald ....he has been consumed by my charms and is currently taking a short nap, before I wake him with tickles and another dance.

I am, therefore I create.......
--- michelleamarante.com

No way I'm gonna trade my yellow bikini for a tacky and highly unfashionable space suit. No worries, Ravenhead, I have monkeyboy Ficticious wrapped around my little pinky. ;-) Where are the rest of our minions? Muwahahaha... the end is nigh... (* (the cosmic bikini-clad Moderator)

You Starshuffler...don't drag Your feet on MY Spaceship...here, have some Cocoa, so You have the Plaything Ficticious, and Your Cahoot in Crime, the Raven One...still broken Hearted over not being accepted in the Edgar Alan Poe Society, She has scurried off to the Laundry , stuffing as much Washing in as possible....even having to sit on the Machine (Fast Spin) ....for I fear that Buzz Lustyeah, has had an Acid Attack! He is .....Corroded!!!! He has Short Circuited...Ha ha...and, why would You Champion Caledonia....if it was not in Your interest? Huh? She is a Pied Piper of the Harem, trying to Lure My Spaced Rats, to follow Her, as She Plays Her Sweet Tune.....NO ID# ...then , My Heart is Empty......as is My Head....but, I will still talk to You, over the Fence, Cal. Why don't You just pop in for a wee Cup of Tea, when I get Home. Perhaps even a wee bit of Short Bread. Ta ta for now, Cherrio Dearies. For, I must now Wash the "HT20FB's" Smalls, and hang them on the clothes line, as a Signal of Where My Crew Stand (You too John) in My Hit Parade of Hot Top 20 Foxy Babes *sigh*....and, I was very disapponted with hearing how nice and quite the Photography Gallery is, now that the High Commander has His Own Genre :(

whew! I'm back! what a day! i hit a poor orbiting wabbit with my space scooter... he's spacekill now! oh well... i brought back a surprise for everyone! *grin*... (you'll like this one starshuffler!)

I had picked up one for Brenda & thought I'd go ahead & get silks for every crewmember!!! those spacesuits can be damn uncomfortable! (there wasn't a limit on the card was there HC?)

Spend! Big Spender! Speeeeeend a little time with Me! No Limit on the Card Dear, grab Yourself a Leah Jet and a Vinnie Van, for I have been going through the Money in my Pockets, and discovered that I am indeed going through the Change. My Brenda Gender has Rendered, so if You are not offended to share Your Suspender, with My Alter Gender, then....Silks for all.....Silks! Throw the Space Suits to the Trash cans of Space! Where are My Happy Pills! Where is My Floral Frock? Where is Donald? Where is Fearajinx? Where is My Cocoa?

!OFFICIAL NOTICE! we are closing in on Planet Putrid, Don't-call-me-Scotty, lock & load!!!! won't be long before we complete our mission & bring our ravenhaired moody moderator back to grace our forum & gallery, already Buzz is corroding as we speak, (poor Donald, he looks a bit spent) (Spidey! are you ok gf?) (Akinom is looking better) (at least Tania seems to be in good shape) (why do i keep hearing bagpipes?) Tonight! since our HC is having a gender bender & we now have these fine silks to wear, A PAJAMA PARTY IS CALLED FOR! TONIGHT! one last blow out before blow up! (& returning home) to celebrate our near victory... i mean, why wait, right? :D (don't know why this whole message box kept uploading! ahhh... sorry bout all the false ebots)

Locked and loaded, most sensible PDA, the weapon is ready... Jammie time, let's PAAAAAARtaaaaY

ATTENTION: Sensors have picked up what appears to be an armed intruder on deck 44 double-D, is there anyone left who's sober enough to respond to this threat?

...I shot the sheriff...but I did not shoot the deputy... de,da,da,da..

Thank Goodness You have brought in the Monstrous Secret Weapon, The Demon Child that Stephen King could only Dream of. Muuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh! I like a Gal that looks like Her Dad. I have undergone a severe Gender Transition....actually jwdell is in with my 4 other Hot Top Foxy Babes....He seems to have settled well. *a kiss* The Moody Moderator has indeed had a serious Burnout...and, rumour has it, that Buzz Died of a Massive Headache ....that noise, the Moaning. A lovely Silk Pyjama Party tonight.....for, I have been advidse to "Take a break" either in a State Hospital, a State Prison or a State Park. The Prison is looking like Fun, for they Share their wee Cabins, and there is also a chance of Romance....if You share with someone like Bubba the Basher :( Yes, I could hang wee Gingham Curtains in My Cell, if it doesn't work out....I will go to the Park. Now, excuse Me....I have a Headache :(

Could we get a maintenance crew down to deck 44 double-D, our Texas Ranger PDA has handily splattered intruder all over our monitors and we can't navigate until they're cleaned.

**Ride On!Riders of the Sky!**

Diverting the display from "The Ultimate Biological Weapon of Mass Destrution" display to all screens, there seems to be an eclipse taking place, but our advanced sensors are not decieved...Awaiting orders...

The rumours are wrong....his name is everywhere....even men cannot get enough of him..... Now back to the laundry room....the spin cycle has begun!

I am, therefore I create.......
--- michelleamarante.com

You are right...even I...when I am a Man...use Buzz. He makes an excellent False Leg, since I lost mine to a Man Eating Woman. Also if the Batteries are new, it keeps Me on the Hop!...now, move over and let me sit on the Washing Machine with You....we can play Pat -a-cake- the Baker's Man. Are You not cold running around My Spaceship in Your Smalls? Oh, I wish Jwdell would pull the Trigger...blast You all out of the Sky ...i wuz happier being a wee Frog :(

Launchin weapon...

Uh oh...Sir we seem to have underestimated the weapon...

Blast Them John!!! Show them what You can do with Your Weapon! If You fail Me....I will dump You from My Top Hot 5 Foxy Babes :( Come...sit on the washing machine ... it will help You rearm. Blast them JD! Feed Yourself some more of those Chilli Beans, Yeah! Right on Dude!!! Jumping Jack Flash...it's a Gas!!! Ooh...I wish I did not have the Onus of Commanded...I was happier playing Leap Frog with Gay Abandon ...but, He has gone back to His Wife :( I am soooooo distressed, ....ooh, I forgot to put the Softly Softly Conditioner in the Washing....oh, well...fast Cycle again. Load all the Washing on one side...for a bigger....booooooompf *sigh*

Locked & loaded g/f, thanks!

Good evening, Sir. Sorry for being late for it is a long way from Russia and I couln't find a space taxi =(( I beg Your pardon. Here is my ID. Femme Fatale is back! =) What are my duties, Sir? I desire to serve You =)))

This level of devastation has never been seen, Whats worse, the weapon is now proceeding in the direction of the Oh so poorly defended Gamma Quadrant...those poor people...

You have arrived at a most opportune time, My Dear Femme Fatale. Foist, You will replace jwdell in My Top Hot 5, as He has run off with the Washing Machine. The Moody Moderator has taken the Ship's Generator, Declaring it a "Noise Distractor" and now has it for Her own Pleasure. Everybody has actually Desserted Me... I am sorry Dear One....but, I have under gone a severe Gender Bender....I am now Brenda. Do You still Desire to Serve Me ...John preferred the Washing Machine...I could be Your Girlfriend? We could still be Friends. I will become a High Commander again, but, foist I must Lick the Toad, and once again become a humble wee Frog. I have had nothing but bother ... Spy's everywhere...You know what it's like...that Caledonia has brought me heaps of Grief.....ooooooh....Spidey is on My Lap...yes, Cal...I thought She was My Neighbor...i asked Him for a wee *kiss* and tried to squeeze His Bgpipes:( He reacted ....un-Gentlemanly...I have a Black Eye :( Nurse! Oooooh....there You are...my wee Lap Dancer. Your Duties Femme Fatale? Dance! A Cossack Dance for Me!!!!

That's it!!!! I've been probed once to often... Beware space rats, engineering has suck-umbed the lure of the Raven haired ones legs! the catholic upbringing has prevailed!!!! Besides I just can't resist Blossom... not to mention that Mooncat of the tasty boots...

Muah ha ha ha ha ha ha!

Good afternoon dear HC! A Kiss for you! I see planet putrid still has not been blown up yet! Where the hell is doca?! will this ever end? (who here has the artistic ability to blow up this stupid planet & put an end to it's reign of terror & control over our sweet dark haired one?)

& thumbs up spidey! :D don't-call-me-scotty! get back here on the double! the poor HC did not mean to replace you with that Femme Fatale- he has his weaknesses rolls eyes you have been a loyal crewmember, do not be swayed by the washer!

but those v-v-v-ib-b-brations.... Ok, sorry, the PDA has a more enticing rythym to her vibes. The Buzz is fading...

None can resist a blue eyed PDA waving a smoking gun and dripping dispached intruder from her most fair visage...click, click...

my 6th sense is pleased to see you recognize true vibes... *mind hug* & besides i have become quite fond of Raven- i will now concentrate my powers on the final destruction of Planet Putrid! & put an end to this mission

Jumping up and Down

BOOM!!! =======

*My KINDA PDA*

*John is back in Hot 5*

And peace descends upon the Galaxy....

Come Hot Foxy NO#1 Babe

THE FELLOWSHIP OF THE MOTHERSHIP HAS PREVAILED AGAIN! LONG LIVE MY BELOVED CREW ...SLEEP WELL WEE SECRET WEAPON OF MASS DESTRUCTION...YOUR FUTURE TEACHER'S HAVE MUCH TO FEAR. NOW...I AM OFF FOR A GENTLE REST AND RELAXATION. A HIGH COMMANDERS POST CAN BE VERY STRESSFUL. I NOW MUST BE DESTRESSED. GOODBYE AND THANKYOU. I LOVE YOU ALL....I LOVE YOUR SILK...SPACESUITS . ADIEU MY FRIENDS *Kiss*

ZZZZZZ......hmmmm...hey what happened?....Cindy? Cindy?.... I just had the weirdest dream........

I am, therefore I create.......
--- michelleamarante.com

The End

I have No More Viagra

thE mOthErshIp, lOAdEd wIth thE hErOEs Of gAlActIc bAttlE And thE mIld mAnnErEd mOdErAtOr, rEtUrnEd On thE lOng jOUrnEy hOmE.

plAnEt P.U.T.R.I.D., blOwEn IntO 609,987,762,123.88 pArtIclEs hAs bEEn scAttErEd bAck IntO thE stArdUst frOm whIch It cAmE.

....And thEn, thErE wAs A sIlEncE.

beep ... beeepppp ... beep ... beep ... beep ...

Are you telling me I missed it??!!!! Are you telling me I packed 24 trans-quantum vortex bombs all this way and didn't get to blow up one damned thing???!!!! Do you know how dangerous those things are??? Do you realize that just having the plans for one gives you an automatic death sentence in 132 galactic systems???!!!! Do you realize that I didn't get to place my life in jeopardy even once or risk going out in blazing, beautiful, explosive glory??!!! I missed it . . . . . .

Darlink Dholman...vou haz missed nuffing...vou Has Won ME!!! Now come here You Wonderful Heroic Space Hunk...now, let's just see what You are Packing that could leave You in jeopardy of a Death Sentence...let Me have a wee Peep. Oooh, My! No wonder the Moody Moderator was interested! Come with Me Dalrlink Ken Doll look-a-like....I will Respect You in the Morning ....if You Survive the Night! Hugz, Brenda xxx Waiting to give You the "Audie Murphy Award" for Bravery and Tight Buns :)

indeed u did choose well HC ;0] now Space Hunk don't go and waist does vortex bombs anywhere else u hear, save it for the next trip, they will serve u well babe ;0]

Congratulations to all members of the Mothership crew on the glorious abolition of Planet Putrid. My dear High Commander thinks that I deserted him, but actually the loud music of my pipes entranced the Moody Moderator luring her away from Planet Putrid before its destruction. She is safe and thinks the whole adventure was a dream. She needs to be welcomed back to the crew and the good graces of the HC. The HC doesn't like me any more, I am very sad:(

Ooooooooooh! Caledonia ....I am soooooo sorry...I have kicked that Dholman outa the Space Bunk, just to make room for You...do not weep, for the Foam Mattress soaks up all the Tears....and, I dislike a Damp Bed ...there is nothing worse than to lay in a wee damp spot :( This Pain, Dear Kilted One, could have been avoided....a wee Photo, a wee Peep under the Kilt ...just to make sure You are a Man :) Now, play Me a wee Ditty on Your Pipes. Go for it Cal ...Squeeze, *sigh* THE END! Do not reply Tanialmedia ...oooooh, I know that You like to get the Last Word in :(

Yes my dear ones, this truley is the end..... It has been locked for posterity.... :~)

I am, therefore I create.......
--- michelleamarante.com