My 1776 experience started early Saturday when I went to the Gershwin to
hang around the stage door. Not too much later, Data showed up--I noticed
he was disguised as a human, with the blue contacts and caucasian-type
makeup and earth-style clothing. I shanghaied him and introduced myself;
then told him not to worry. I wouldn't blow his cover, because I'm a
Soong-type gynoid, built as a love slave by Dr. Soong. I told him I was in
Starfleet too, so he didn't have to worry about my breaking the Prime
Directive. To his credit, however, he kept acting like a human and went
inside.
That evening, I got ready for the show. I slicked back my hair and put in
my yellow contacts. Then I put on my Starfleet uniform--it's a miniskirt
and go-go-boots like Troi wore in the pilot, but yellow instead of blue (to
go better with my yellow eyes.) I then went on down to the theater.
The show started, and it was really good, but Data kept screwing up. I was
worried that everybody would get suspicious; so about halfway through the
show, I stood up and yelled in a loud, steady voice, "Data! Why are you
using all those contractions?" Then those impolite New York goons had the
audacity to kick me out onto the street! What nerve! So I didn't get to
see the rest of the show. ):
I went back to the hotel and changed clothes so they wouldn't recognize me
and hung around the stage door again. When Data came out, I cornered him
and told him my mission. See, I'm programmed in 6 million forms of sex and
need an android to test them out on. I grabbed his butt and pulled him
toward me, planting him a big sloppy kiss on the lips.
Later, when I was in jail, I luckily happened to meet Barney Miller. You
know, of course, that he's Gil Godwyn's boss. So I went for a quick trip to
the bathroom with Barney, and he called Gil for me. I talked to Gil, and he
said he could get me a job on the MS Westerdam. So I'm going there next!
BTW, if anybody wanted a video of the show--I had my tricorder with me but
it must have been malfunctioning, because it didn't record anything. Oh,
well, I tried!
Julie (; (; (;
> Then I put on my Starfleet uniform--it's a miniskirt
> and go-go-boots like Troi wore in the pilot, but yellow instead of blue (to
> go better with my yellow eyes.)
Well that's your problem right there. Everyone knows you
have to wear the *red* Starfleet dress if you want to get
Data's attention. ;)
Mac
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>
My 1776 experience started early Saturday when I went to the Gershwin
>to
hang around the stage door. Not too much later, Data showed up--I
>noticed
he was disguised as a human, with the blue contacts and
>caucasian-type
makeup and earth-style clothing. I shanghaied him and
>introduced myself;
then told him not to worry. I wouldn't blow his cover,
>because I'm a
Soong-type gynoid, built as a love slave by Dr. Soong. I told
>him I was in
Starfleet too, so he didn't have to worry about my breaking the
>Prime
Directive. To his credit, however, he kept acting like a human and
>went
inside.
LOL! Clever to do a sexy Brentley story disguised as fan fic - I love it!
Lady Di
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