22 June 2011 @ 05:14 pm
[intro; video]  
[There is a wery very disgruntled-looking curly-haired little Russian on the video feed.]

It has come to my attention that Andorian creeper wine actually creeps. This is information I could have wery well done without. [A pause, before he continues.] I will admit that perhaps I should not have approached the plant, but I did not call it a potted death trap, as Mister Sulu seems to believe.

[Another pause, and he makes a face.]

I also did not call it a freak of nature, nor did I in any way suggest that it ought to be killed with a wengeance.

Furthermore, I did not in any way suggest that the entire botany lab ought to be burned to the ground.

[Yet another pause, and as earnestly as possible, he adds-]

Accusations to the contrary are completely and utterly baseless and without merit, and Mister Sulu is simply owerreacting because I disagreed with one of his plants. Should you speak to Mister Sulu in the near future, please inform him that I am still not speaking to him until he apologizes. If he insists that it is me who owes him an apology, do not listen to him.

That is all. Computer, end recording.

[A pause, and the computer does not in fact end the recording.]

Computer. End recording.

[Nope, still going. He makes a frustrated little noise and spends the next few minutes trying to figure out how to turn the thing off. Someone might want to help him out here.]
07 February 2011 @ 12:57 pm
[When the camera turns on, there's a very disgruntled-looking Russian.]

I completely forgot about Walentine's Day. It is next veek, yes? I am not ewen sure I am doing anything for it, but it vas on my calendar.

[Actually, he's never participated in Valentine's Day. Oops.]
28 January 2011 @ 11:03 pm
[Pavel may or may not have just discovered how to hack into his father's computer. Hacking might not have been involved. He might have just found the password under his dad's PADD.

...let's go with that.

Of course, to avoid problems later, he makes sure the screen's shut right off before turning his attention back to what's sitting on the desk.

He's obviously doing math homework, that is distinctly not-for-fifth-graders-math, and he's so wrapped up in equations that he doesn't notice the computer turning back on.

When he does notice...oh, that's a little video of him on the screen. He waves at himself with a silly grin.


[Community? What community? Of people who can see him? Oh, dear.]

(OOC: Chekov's only about ten here. He's been back on Earth for about two years, and he's discovered the magic of his father's computer.
...try not to scare the little wanna-be-nawigator.)
21 January 2011 @ 08:01 pm
{Intro; Video} [001]  
[When the video screen actually starts to work, there's a young man with curly hair poking at it. Because a few seconds ago, it hadn't been listening, and now, since he was apparently reflected on it, he figured it had decided to behave.]

Auch, this thing does not seem to vant to vork. [At least it was now? Or so it seemed; it may just be pretending.]

Vell. I think it is on now.

[And that's him clearing his throat, looking properly at the vid screen.] I hawe newer actually used this kind of thing before, but I notice few members of the crew using it, and it seemed...fun, yes?

But, I am not quite sure how this, eh, is supposed to go.
Current Mood: confused
24 January 2010 @ 12:25 am
voice yet again.  
If there was ewer any time for me to want to wish that I wasn't Russian, it'd be now. Or at least, I wish that eweryone would speak Russian to sawe me the trouble of being laughed at ewerytime I try to say things with [forces the syllable out slowly] v's. You'd think after I've spent this many years speaking Standard that I could be as fluent as Lieutenant Uhura is with all of her languages, but no, I hawe to hawe problems saying words with v's. [there is a audible sigh before he continues] Nyet. I hawe got to stop this, pity party, as my Papa would say, ewen if I still can't get my authorization code changed yet.

Is there anything really bothering eweryone else in particular today?
08 December 2009 @ 12:10 pm
Voice Post  
[Quietly speaking at first, since he's cursing] Chto za chert? [A pause before he realizes his calculation worked and his voice gets louder] Success, it worked. Okay wasn't thinking I was actually going to get through for a little bit of time there. Thought I was imagining the signal after my calculations failed the second time, but I just misplaced one little number. That's what I get for not sleeping wery well last night.

This is a wery peculiar place though, especially with the name Drama Drama Duck Is there some hidden meaning behind it that eweryone doesn't think I understand since I'm only sewenteen? Ah well, it seems innocent enough, and I don't think it's malicious, perhaps the Keptain doesn't need to know yet?

No, I'll tell him later after I find out more about this place. Oh, mayo, I forgot, Ensign Pavel Andreievich Chekov of the USS Enterprise. Perhaps someone can explain what exactly this place is and if that is the right name. [The quiet tone comes back as he says his last sentence] And if that's a sexual innuendo like I think it might be.

[[OOC: First bit of Russian is What the hell? if my translation is correct and the mayo is shit in Russian.]]
19 June 2009 @ 02:46 pm
Not locked to the Enterprise crew, but not really relevant otherwise...  
While I am prone to avoiding discussing personal matters of any sort, I am finding myself trapped between a rock and a hard place as the saying goes.

On one hand I wish to find another crew member who might be able to take my gamma shift this evening, but I do not think I can ask such a favor without providing a reason for it... But one the other openly explicating my reasons like this does not sit well with me.


It was to be my mother's birthday today, and I would like to spend the day in solitude rather than on the bridge. If anyone can fulfill my duties for this one shift I would graciously take an unwanted shift of theirs. Thank you.
Current Mood: indescribable
12 June 2009 @ 01:21 pm
I was told that there were people here who had devices that allowed them to world hop, yes? Would any of you be able to explain how they work to me? More importantly, for anyone that can world hop at all, how do the coordinates transfer between worlds? Are things in relatively the same spot as far as planets go?

I think I have the numbers correct, but it is best to be safe. Any help would be most appreciated.
Current Mood: hopeful
10 June 2009 @ 09:42 am
[voice and vid]  
[video clicks on and Harley waves enthusiastically at the camera]

Hiiiii everyone! I see we got some new people pokin' around here at the triple D, huh? Well, if that ain't just the best news I heard in .. well .. at least the last few minutes! [beams brightly]

My name is Harley and I got a bit of a favor ta ask ya .. I'm in need of a bit of C-4 an' I figure some of ya will have connections that'll keep me from havin ta rob a government base or somethin', ya know? They get all antsy when I try ta do that and then there's all the random gunfire.

They just get my artistic genius, ya know? I got a plan an' I could explain it 'til I was blue in the face, but they won't listen. It'll be all 'ya can't do that' an' 'it's morally wrong' or even 'people could get hurt' .. Blah Blah Blah Blah! [she makes a face] It's hardly like I'm tryin' ta kill anyone .. and it'll only be a little bit'a C-4 anyways!
[rolls her eyes]

SO! Anyone got any tabs on where a girl like me can nab some explosives? [eyes alight with warmth and she winks] It'll be a blast, I promise!

[ooc: Please feel free to add yourself to the tags of this post if you participate. It'll make finding post for the next AC easier for everyone involved.]

[ooc the 2nd: OMFG, you guys! Do you know how thrilled I am that you are all enabling her this much! *squishy hugs you all*]
19 May 2009 @ 10:47 pm
Ya ne ponimaju. The computer should not be picking up this signal. The magnetic fields alone…well it is very unlikely. I was told not to worry, and I am not worrying, but this is weird, yes? And if it is harmless as I am told, then no one will mind if I look.

So this is a…what is this? Have I contacted a foreign command? I didn’t mean to, but the signal was unprotected and there was no encryption. It does not look very formal, so I do not think it is Starfleet but-- Oh! The captain will wish to know what you are called! I don’t think the name I’m seeing is the correct one. Pardon me, I am Ensign Pavel Andreievich Chekov of the USS Enterprise. However, I am off duty, so this is not an official inquiry.

[ooc: Russian should be "I don't understand," for any character that speaks it.]

Current Mood: nervous