ensign_Stron

:D :) :) :) :D :) :rolleyes: I like em.....hey where did my avatar go :) oh well

::sparks and smoke can be seen in the background while stron is in front the viewscreen on Aegis:: Wow Xiang you weren't joking I almost blew up Aegis' satellite dail-up modem and half the computer core trying to get on this website. ::P: :D :D -----nice website, think u could revamp Aegis' ?? :)

Nope thats my opinion, take it or take it upsetly. -silly nem :P

K I have my own opinions on this series as a whole. In truth I think they really have over done the relationships if u dare call them that. Its like every episode they have some kind of sexual inuendo, seems kind of pointless, not to mention i think it only detracts from the story line. I mean the one episode they have had recently, the only one so far to be clean, one before the 1 mentioned above, was also rather chesse laiden, If you get my meaning. I say start a new series, say one on something that looks more to the time period, say a Daedalus Class vessel. Eh oh well,don't hate me for saying this stuff, just not a fan of the show. :P

The day i got my new computer A amazing 650 MHZ speed demon :D :P Lol and getting attacked by hundreds of starfleet issue padds in the science lab. ::looks around:: Zog didn't hear that did he?? hehe :D

Nelson slumped into his chair after a day of station santization, and a trail that took more than a few turns. He saw on the bottom of his computer screen a small blinking square, someone was trying to reach him. He crawled to the chair, sat down, and hit the button as he eased into the seat. The bright face of his sister Alicia filled the screen. He smiled at the unexpected message. She grinned, "So how's the Starfleet officer doing this evening?" Nelson chuckled, it was good to see her again, after so long..... " Well, I'm doing good, the Science Department was just what I was hoping for, and you should see the ship bay, we have hundreds of ships coming here everyday, Dad would really be floored." Nelson paused as he saw the smile drain from his older sisters face. " About dad.....I meant to tell you, he's gotten sick....quite sick." Nelson couldn't understand, " But its nothing Medical can't hadle right?" By now all the traces of a smile were gone. "Thats the problem their having alittle trouble with it, they just arn't sure..how to cure it, they can stop its spread, but..they just can't get rid of it." Nelson's face drooped, " I understand, I certainly will pray for him, I'm sure they Will, find a cure. So......what has become of the shipyard without him being able to work....." She looked over at someone behind her and nodded. " Mom, Amy, and I have taken on the work...for now, but everyone seems rather distracted, and their all as worried as us about dad. They all really were all, like a big family." She gave a small smile, "We all miss you Nel." She nodded again to someone off the screen. " I have to go, I hope we can talk again soon brother....goodbye." Nelson nodded, " Say I love you to Mom and Amy, and tell Dad that He better get well soon and that i love him." She smiled and nodded, she hit a button on her computer and like that the screen blinked back to the normal Starfleet insignia. Nelson rubbed his forehead, this is just too much on top of the court martial of a friend. He took of his uniform and got into bed, not like he would be getting much sleep that night anyway.

Nelson's clock went off and he slamed his head against a shelf he had put above his bed, he ploped back on the bed, unconsious. An hour later he woke up and looked at the clock. OH SHOOT, he quickly got his uniform on and ran out the door, only to find a empty hologrid for a court room. Dang it.

A note to other how where not at the sim on late tuesday night, read it, this will all make sence, well not all of it, but some, :D. Our rhyme:: Lords & Lady of the Sims!! Oh this is a story about a man named fred, lived in the hills, barly kept his GMs fed. Then one day he was shooting at some food, and up from the ground came a bubilin crude. Warp Plasma that is, Blue Gold, Klingon T. Laura, said, Hey Fred!! whats that, a melted cat?? No laura its blue gold, lets fold, get grom, get tom, its time we got out'a here so don't fear!! ::So Fred, Jed, Laura, Tora , Grom, and Tom moved to Calfornia, to keep from the scornya from the other sweller fellers:: On the way Gromvik found some slime and a great way to pass the time :: ::GROM::Are we dead fred,::FRED:: No ya homo ,::GROM:: Are we there Pear,::FRED:: NO are ya slow? ::Finally the cracy critters got to the big melting pot, LA a place of play. ::TOM:: So Freeeed were we going bowing to sell this perfect plasma. ::Fred:: Well that part I hadn't quite figured Tom Ideas Grom?? ::Grom:: We could go to the SIM Gym, on Startrek street thats were we eat ain't that neat?. ::Laura:: Or we could go to the show of Po, see I'm in the Know. ::Fred:: To the Show of Po we go haha ho.... ----------Stay tuned for next weeks deliteful treat the street you can eat!--------------

::looks to the left and to the right then wispers in the anika's ear:: Come on you can tell me what happened, I won't tell a soul. ::snicker:: :D ::D:

Nelson stoped hitting his head against the science lab console, after banging enough buttons on it randomly, he probably created a sentient program. He rubbed his forehead and finally relized he might be going about the mineral problem all wrong. Could it be the whole thing was a natural phenomenon, of course the mining wasn't, as noted in Captain Sorehl's logs, but maybe, he really should should shift he attention to the real problem, who mined it. That of course remained a serious mystery. Ensign Stron coughed alittle and looked at the time. Too late, agh, he hit some buttons, sent the logs to his personal computer, and turned out the lab's lights for the night.

I had power :D looks at amount of votes cast. Well seiban, I see this topic has been.....active :D

::looks at matthews and then huff:: Ok onw really I missed something here didn't I?? ::shrugs:: Eh whatever II'll be happy to take your next promotion if you don't want it :D ::D:

Tri-County Rural Electric, The company you love to hate :D Anyway no power probs here though we get probs many other times when no one else has them, for instance once we lost power for 6 hours never did get a reason why. :D

Makes plans to make the only stsf delphin into the only, dead, stsf delphin :) Look I have already defended voyager I loved the show but we al have our OPINIONS ahem :)

Ahem all due espect SIR but I loved voyager. :)

SO is STSF, but what does it matter? :)

Ok so Mr. Jefferies wasn't the only starship designer for Startrek but he's one of the few who has passed on, besides he man who started it all Gene Roddenberry. :D SO cast your votes and if you have another favorite not liste here post about it below.

Ok people, The final result A TIE!! :) =/\=------Constitution Class 5, Sovereign Class 5------=/\= ------------Intrepid Class 3 ::sniff:: I loved the Intrepid :)

Nelson rubbed his head as he looked at the information on the science lab display for the umpteenth time. It just didn't make sence materials are on this world, at don't exist anywhere else in the system, at first I thought it could have been a cater impact, but my Cheif rather defensivly said that the cardassian scientists wouldn't have missed such a thing. So my search continues to find some clue as to where this stuff came from. I have theorys, and I plan to show them to Mr. Gabrel as within this next week. We will see, as they used to say, how deep the rabbot hole goes..... ----Ensign Stron

LOL I have made a song about pets, more specifically tribbles:: ---Ahem--- Happy tribbles from above. Happy tribbles show their love, tribbles smell like rotten meat, but when you cook them their a treat! :D :)

Ok so this may not be the perfect reason, but lets face it, there can be mistakes in the manufacture of any vessel, from what I've seen most federation ships, do seem to at least do 3 to 6 months worth of trials to make sure the vessel is in proper order. Now that being the enterprise I'm sure they wanted to be as through as possible. This, Could, explain its long amount of test time.

::smiles and keeps staring at him:: Why your welcome

Say theres a kind of feederation ship like that too, whats it called again?? oh yeah Intrepid Class :laugh:

Thinks about geting a pet warthog and naming it nemesis:: :D

::stares at nemesis for as long as it takes to make him go insane:: :D