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No .... but now I want tooooooooooo :D



So ....... we're all going to be sitting around in our cabins, eating frosting at exactly the same time? ..... oddly, this might work.

I don't know what YOU'LL be doing, but...
 
Also, you will, from time to time, on my request, make a batch of frosting just for me. You will tell no one that I sometimes sit and eat a huge bowl of frosting. NO ONE.

Aye Aye Captain. I tell no one.

*Walks down into the ship's kitchen and stands there with her mouth hanging open. The amount of sheer horror of filth and grime unimaginable could not be described in words. Walks out, screams, then goes back inside with a mop and a blow torch. When the kitchen is finally clean, a tentacle erupts from the garbage can and moves towards her bowl, which she whacks with a mallet.*

Hey! That's the captain's icing...
 
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alone in her cabin...the captain dances about in circles, singing and giggling about her fine ship and crew
 
Down below decks he busied himself throwing the boxes marked "Danger" into a pile in the corner. It was more than a little quite down there though tonight, so he decided to play a little game, throwing each box high into the air and running around in a small circle, then diving to catch it before it could hit the pressed steel floor .....
 
*knocks on the door of the captain's quarters*

Hey! I've got a large bowl of a...unknown substance for you. Also the grime in the kitchen has mutated into a tentacle monster. I've taken the liberty of naming him Frank. After some minor nudging with a frying pan, he does dishes now.
 
*knocks on the door of the captain's quarters*

Hey! I've got a large bowl of a...unknown substance for you. Also the grime in the kitchen has mutated into a tentacle monster. I've taken the liberty of naming him Frank. After some minor nudging with a frying pan, he does dishes now.

Come on in, chef-chick!
I'm fine with you keeping a tentacle monster, but I may need him to terrorize anyone we capture.
 
*Snakes a tentacle down to the engineering deck, makes him hold the light.*

No, over HERE. *pokes it* Yes, now hold this. Don't drop it.
 
starts to wonder how many tentacles might be infiltrating the ship...hmmm...how lusciously japanese
 
Come on in, chef-chick!
I'm fine with you keeping a tentacle monster, but I may need him to terrorize anyone we capture.

*hands her the large bowl of icing*

I'm pretty sure he wouldn't mind. It'd be a lovely escape from dish pan tentacles.
 
*hands her the large bowl of icing*

I'm pretty sure he wouldn't mind. It'd be a lovely escape from dish pan tentacles.

scoops a dollop of frosting onto a finger and goes into orgasmic bliss suckling
 
*stomps grumpily* He shouldn't be in the kitchens. I need him here, keeping this bucket of bolts from falling out of the sky. :mad:
 
*stomps grumpily* He shouldn't be in the kitchens. I need him here, keeping this bucket of bolts from falling out of the sky. :mad:

*the monster slides down to the engineer and slides a tentacle up her skirt. The Chef walks in, whacks him with a frying pan and begins to drag him off.*

Bad Frank! We don't rape the engineer!
 
*Drags the monster back the the kitchen, and puts him back to the work on the dishes.*

Frank you were very bad.

*the monster growls*

Don't give me that. Keep it up and you get no spaghetti!
 
He wakes up after a very disturbing dream of frosting and a slithering. The room seems very quiet, too quiet and peering into the darkness reveals that Polly's perch is empty. A trail of slime leads from the perch, along the ground and disappears into a now damaged ventilation grill. A solitary parrot feather lodged between the torn mesh appears very telling. He begins to suspect foul play .....


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