Captain Huff

I think my favorite stsf moments have been when I've tried to write the most inane plots I can possibly come up with in order to punish the crew... and these imbeciles get me back by milking the story to the bitter end, thereby punishing ME, lol. For example: - The Chartreusians, a race of sentient glow-in-the-dark cockroaches who now work in engineering. - The Alternate Pink Universe of the Klingons... Fusia velour with matching stiletto heels. - Lizard Sandwich Day - make your own. - 1/23rd of Borg, the cybornetic hand of a prototype borg known as "Thing." - Yellow Cube Day - And of course when I don't give them any action at all, you have never seen so many people who can spend an entire hour eating a donut and drinking a cup of coffee... and enjoy it, lol.

Make sure you check with your advanced hosts on any general character policies for their specific ships. For example, on Hood your race needs to be a TOS member of the Federation. So when someone joins already dead-set on playing a telekenetic Romulan with cybornetic phasers in their fingertips, we sadly have to shoot them down. They cry, we cry - it's a sad, sad day for all involved. When I joined my first ship, I was given two very good pieces of advice. The first was to keep my bio somewhat vague, and the second was to avoid jumping into in-character relationships right away. I am forever thankful.

Character guidelines are up to each specific host team. Most ships have theirs published somewhere. You definitely want to ask your sim hosts before you get too set on a particular character.

Yes, I deleted a couple of replies that were over the line. It's done and over, no big deal, just try to maintain a measure of appropriateness on the boards. Thanks.

whoah... don't cross that far over the line, folks.

You can have your pants call us. ;)

::high fives a9:: ::group hugs everyone who worked to get us up and running:: ;) A9 made the phone calls and worked out the legalese with Paramount. I think Fred and A9 organized the Not-So-Secret meetings at SL? Webbie did what webbie does. EVERY host who brought a ship over underwent a major effort. The details aren't important now, but everyone involved had to make some difficult decisions and put themselves on the line for something we KNEW would work. And thanks to all who've joined stsf since and made us what we'd hoped for. :) And of course, least we forget... We now know what Superior Sod is!

I first heard about us when I typed a frustrated IM to A9 one night that said, "We should contact startrek.com and ask them if they want an intact simulation forum." :P

As have Qob and Hood! Get it right... YOUNGLING.

Find the STSF convention booth and win a cheap rubber ball!

Good God, who wouldn't! :D HBDD!

Are the donuts sentient?

Or... The blue vial... Get me the blue vial... It's the one right next to the red vial in the lab... I mean, get me my gun! I'm a cowboy, not a doctor!

I'm a cowboy, not a doctor!

Yeah, I'm going to make the executive decision on this one. Kallah, want to give us a new one?

lol, yep. In my industry they call it "talent." Talent my arse.

I can run backwards in high heels. Maybe that won't help. Oh well. ;)

rofl!! I know for whom (what) Thing seeks....

But... Do I still need to worry if a visible spectrum absorbing pigmented cat runs across the road..? Would Schroedinger? If his cat were visible spectrum absorbtion pigmented and placed in a box painted with visible spectrum absorbtion pigments, would it still hiss if hit with the hammer? The cat, not the box. Boxes don't hiss.

A9 *is* a schlemiel. (And thanks - I would NEVer have known how to spell that! :) I personally need to avoid SL... For these reasons: I have an extremely obsessive personality... For example, I started playing this dumb little game ten years ago, and here I am! Deeply embedded. Every other thing I do IRL is like this. Because of this... my plate is FULL. I have no more time, I have no more brain space. I have more interests already than Humans should be allowed, and one more little game, no matter how good, will be like that one last little wafur... my brain will explode. Kaboom. I will not click it, Sam I Am.

Why we go to Vegas for Shoreleave.

Never test your forward phaser locking on the GPS satellites.

No matter how hard they tried, environmentalists could not break the Hood lab's hatchlings of their addiction to donuts. The cranky birds remain in captivity to this date. (couldn't resist a late non-winning one, lol).

ANOTHER holodeck malfunction?

That settles who gets the free parking space at the Dunkin Donuts.