The Snel Race
26-12-2003, 04:22
The ship engaged in stringing Christmas lights up Yggdrasil, being unscheduled, was quickly hailed and aksed what it was doing. The reply recieved, "Stringing Christmas lights", was of course totally baffling. Thus, there was only one thing to do: bring in the pilot for questioning. A contingent of 3 Shadowcraft deployed from Midgard, and, after a brief struggle, subdued the alien craft and brought it into the port. The pilot was asked to "step away from the space vehicle", and was escorted at spear-point to an interrogation room. A transcript of the interrogation follows:
"Clicketyclacksnaphoomclack."
"What?"
*click*
"Sorry, forgot to switch on the translator. So, what exactly are these 'Christmas Lights', and why are you wrapping them arounf Yggdrasil?"
"Well, um... every year at Christmas, it's traditional to decorate a tree, and Yggdrasil is the biggest tree around, it was sorta irresistable."
"Christmas?"
"Yeah, y'know, peace on mars, good will to sophonts, present giving and all that. The holiday!"
"Holiday?"
"A celebration!"
"Celebration of what?"
"Well, RRB would probably tell you 'suckers and their money', but it's supposed to be birth of Christ."
"The birth of who?"
"Christ! The saviour of mankind!"
"Saving them from what?"
"Uh... sin and bad stuff, I guess."
"Sin?"
"Evil-doing?"
"That's rather subjective, isn't it?"
"Well... ah...."
"And why would we want to help celebrate? In case you haven't noticed, we're not men!"
"Yes, well, I mean, uh..."
"And you could've at least asked first!"
"Well, I, uh, I just, ah...."
"Take 'im to the Crana."
The pilot has since been merged with a Crana web to extract all relevant information. Engineers has said that no discernable damage has been done, so the pilot and his impunded craft will be released at the soonest possible time.
"Clicketyclacksnaphoomclack."
"What?"
*click*
"Sorry, forgot to switch on the translator. So, what exactly are these 'Christmas Lights', and why are you wrapping them arounf Yggdrasil?"
"Well, um... every year at Christmas, it's traditional to decorate a tree, and Yggdrasil is the biggest tree around, it was sorta irresistable."
"Christmas?"
"Yeah, y'know, peace on mars, good will to sophonts, present giving and all that. The holiday!"
"Holiday?"
"A celebration!"
"Celebration of what?"
"Well, RRB would probably tell you 'suckers and their money', but it's supposed to be birth of Christ."
"The birth of who?"
"Christ! The saviour of mankind!"
"Saving them from what?"
"Uh... sin and bad stuff, I guess."
"Sin?"
"Evil-doing?"
"That's rather subjective, isn't it?"
"Well... ah...."
"And why would we want to help celebrate? In case you haven't noticed, we're not men!"
"Yes, well, I mean, uh..."
"And you could've at least asked first!"
"Well, I, uh, I just, ah...."
"Take 'im to the Crana."
The pilot has since been merged with a Crana web to extract all relevant information. Engineers has said that no discernable damage has been done, so the pilot and his impunded craft will be released at the soonest possible time.