Lilkittyprincess

"we're goin' hoppin, we're goin hoppin.....at the bandstand" :D right on! ::thinks, I have that on tape somewhere.::

Hmmm??, I found a chipmunk with coca cola. LOL. Ok, how about Gnorm the Gnat?

"Maybe I'll get lucky and they'll think it's a skort.....And they said I didn't look good in stripes, aaaaaaaag these hightops kill."

Ok you just had to ask didn't you?! LOL All time favorite CD: Diamond Rio Greatest Hits I saw them in Enumclaw three years ago and met them too, they're really nice. All time favorite song: Tracy Bird "I'm From the Country and I Like It That Way" Me in a nutshell LOL Song stuck in my head: Rascal Flatt's Remake "God Bless the Broken Road"

Right on A9! Ok here ya go. Heart Eagles Bob Seger Beach Boys John Michael Montgomery Toby Keith Neal McCoy Diamond Rio LG Wise LMNT Kenny G Ozzy Black Sabbath Guns N Roses Attomic Kitten Bo Bice Carey Underwood N'Sync Backstreet Kelly Clarkson Clay Aiken Los Del Rio Eagles Linel Richie Stevie Wonder Yani Pat Benetar The Buggles- Video Killed the Radio Star Blink 182 Matchbox 20 Deep Blue Something TLC Real McCoy LOL yes I think so. I'm a dj also.

What's my favorite Trek generation? Let's see, I grew up on TOS in reruns, I like the characters in and grew up on TNG, DS9 Otto's cool, Enterprise did good, I really got into the last few episodes, and hands down it would have to be Voyager.

Kirk: I hope she doesn't noticed I used hair gel.

Tough choice. I pick purple though. Play Station 2 or Gamecube?

Ensign M'rrisha Warren Asst. Security Officer's Personal Log June 23, 2155 This is the first personal account I have recorded in some time. Duty aboard the USS Challenger has kept me on my toes...which I like indubitally very much. Yes, I may be here in sickbay perched on a biobed but that doesn't stop me from my duties of being Assistant Security. I may be tough but there is more to M'rrisha Warren than meets the eye. You see, I was taught to be prepared for anything. That is the explanation to the padd in my uniform pocket....whether your work is on the planet or far from it....you never know what you are going to find in or beyond your own back yard. About Daryus Williams, I must admit I do have a liking for the plasma boy. We are getting to know eachother, he is very intellectual, handsome, and charming just to say the least. He just kinda glows on you. Since we have met I detect he has been flirting back. He probably thinks I don't have the guts......Truth is I do, I am just not going to tell him yet. Well....for the simple fact everytime I walk his way he about knocks himself out crawling around in that plasma conduit. *Laughs* The night has fallen and the day is dawning, I must get some sleep. <----END LOG---->

Ensign M'rrisha Warren Asst. Security Officer's Log Update June 23, 2155 Alright who is the wise guy that beamed me over the head with whatever it was that hurt worse than being ran over by an army intelligence vehicle. Well that's what it feels like anyway. My head was as if it rolled off my shoulders in my sleep. And sleep ha! I was out like a light, can't remember much of anything and had by far the craziest dream....I could be declared insane, relieved of duty, and sent back for a medical reevaluation! Holy Plasma there is something very very strange lurking about Challenger. I was told by Daryus and the Doctor that the crew had been put out of commission from radiation poisoning. All I can recall of the matter, is I was having dinner with Daryus, there was some sort of flash and everything went completely dark....except the mere images of cat woman. (Shakes head) Thank goodness it was only a dream. I haven't logged since I boarded Challenger but let me tell you this has been so far an exciting journey. Since launch, we have made first contact with the Caitians and the Acamarians...<---fascinating creatures although they weren't the best welcoming committee, we further explored the galaxy at the event of getting ourselves out of that perdicament, we've had several inter-galactic battles and now we've embarked upon some fierce, hostile race far from alpha sentari....next thing I know I'm surrounded by the crew in sickbay. I was informed I am ready for duty unofficially. I am confined to these four walls for a couple more days until the doctor gives me the stamp of approval. Though I guess it didn't help me any to let them see me stoned from a mild pain reducer. (Laughs) It was good to see Daryus, the 'ol plasma boy was worried about me, imagine that. We had a brief, respectable conversation over the comm the other day...apparently I was acting half my age as an Assistant Security Officer...Amusing yet embarrassing. Daryus is in for it and he does not even know it and he won't see it coming. As for my duty, I have a stack of data piling up atop my console and some back work, parimiter scans, annalysis and whatever else my superior, the chief can think of to keep me on my toes. <----END LOG---->

Ensign M'rrisha Warren Assistant Security Officer's Log/ISSChallenger June 23, 2155 Something has happened in this sector of the universe.....something strange that I cannot pin point the "supposed" problem I can only feel it. Something just isn't right although I cannot recall as to what exactly. Oh that Daryus, so charming. *laughs* But what he doesn't know. *evil laugh* He thinks he's got me right where he wants me, wrapped around his finger....guess again plasma boy. Duty aboard the ISS Challenger for me, has been gruling, torture, blood, sweat and a passion of fire burning...insignificant, but not so insignificant once I figure out what is going on around here! Whatever it is......i'm sure a little stasis wouldn't hurt now would it. *grin* I love my job! I just hope no embisul creatures are around to ruin it. What the!? <----END LOG---->

Hello All! It's been a long time since I posted here on the boards. Making it a point to do it weekly for sim and more often. Challenger should be featured because it is the newest sim of STSF. Plus due to some circumstances of the Enterprise tv series being cancelled it goes along with the front page of STSF. Thanks!

Personal File for M' rrisha Warren Supplamental dated September 9, 2004 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Academy is complete. My records gap one year due to the fact that as interesting as academy is, it is also routine of which I am not complaining. I have received my rank and as of two days prior have heard from Starfleet regarding the orders I am to carry out. Also, I graduated with Daryus Williams, I don't know him, but I have been posted aboard Challenger. Perhaps he will too, one can only hope. I learned his name during roll call in Academy and that's all I know. Excitement and endless wonder fills the air, a journey of a lifetime, an adventure into space has only just begun. I will write more when we, the Challenger crew, report to opening ceremony a few days from now. <----END LOG---->

Personal File for M' rrisha Warren Supplemental Pre-launch Log Series --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I proceeded to the cantine on base. Once I arrived, I quickly gathered empty cardboard boxes and made a quite exit to my apartment home located approximately five miles from my workstation on base. Thanks to rutine inspeciton, my job wasn't so complex. I quickly packed up B 'eau, my companion, she is but a mere black kitten, quite spunky for her age. I ramsacked through the Kitchen, on to my sleeping area, toiletries, and finally the living room, litter box and all were loaded in their designated box for the journey to Starfleet, as I heard, and taped shut. I loaded them in the transport vehicle and proceeded back to base for rutine check-in. Top Command alerted me there would be a site to site transport. It was explained that they have received our coordinates and prove Science successful in the atomic antimatter decomposition and recompilation project. I gulped. Yah like that's really going to work was my thought. I boarded a private jet destined for San Francisco California from the East Coast. Upon touchdown, I was greeted by several men in the most unique uniforms I had seen, bluntly they looked like they were right out of a comic book. I was quickly tought that this mission was to be discussed with any outsiders except the Admiral, Captain, and the crew of the NX Class vessel Challenger. My parents were given classified information that I was training in Academy and upon graduation would embark on deepspace exploration aboard Challenger. I was given a locker, temporary quarters, a cadet's uniform and assumed the title. Our training were books stacked three hands tall and real life situations simular to federal combat training only much more detailed and sophisticated and it's main intention the implication of protacol, seniority, and manuvers. Per my experience, I dulved into Security, Astrometrics my backup. I encoutered a fellow crewman, cadet rather only by glance. He seemed to have a lot of character and very formal but overshadowed by lax and a good sense of humor. I didn't get his name only his uniform Yellow like mine with the same pip. I noticed Admiral referring to him as Cadet Daryus, unique name, I like it, quite intelligent with the rest of us. I'm not holding my breath but only hoping I will see him again if not aboard Challenger, at least at Opening Ceremony following graduation. <----END LOG---->

Personal Log for M' rrisha Warren dated September 9, 2154 ---------------------------------------------------------------------- I found myself sitting at my personal computer, recording my findings on project A0015, classified federal research aimed to develope and replicate the use of ion partical beams, site to site transport used be atomic matter decomposition and recompilation. So far, nothing has been too successful *sigh*. I have spent years from adolescenthood aboard this opperation of project research. Of only eight attempts, none produced the results I or my team were looking for. It has been done in 'Science Fiction and only a handful of science researchers have been able to succeed in this particular project. Of those, they were borderline in discovering transport of the smallest antimatter was possible but never attempted. These are only theory more or less, equations of Physics and Composition. I had done my last entry and was about to return to the research team, when my superior informed me regarding a need for personell to assist in launch of a newly constructed vessel set to explore deep space with a fine tooth comb. I can't say I wasn't overjoyed, stunned would be more of the word to adequately describe my facial expression when I was ordered to attend a classified training for the rank of Ensign. NASA had absolutely no participation in the matter, they were only a springboard for space exploration and landing a number of years ago. It was an organization known as the United Earth Government. I was to gather all my belongings and be well prepared when I arrived at Head Quarters. Science Fiction is no longer myth...It just became reality. <-----END LOG---->