Worf (
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driftfleet2017-07-04 02:10 pm
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001 first log [video/action]
Who: Worf and you.
Broadcast: Open.
Action: Marsiva kitchen.
When: Now. 4th of July.
[The feed cuts in showing a rather irritated Klingon tasting some of the "space gel" that the crew are forced to eat as a substitute to real food. He's in the kitchen, having had no choice but to tear himself away from all the memories and strange rooms aboard the ship. Worf isn't good dealing with odd situations like staring into someone's past or trying to get his head around things like that.]
How can anyone call this food? It is tasteless and lacks everything real food has! This is nothing compared to Gagh.
[That's Klingon food. Worms that are alive and move a lot.]
This show has gone on long enough. I demand to know what is happening and why there are these strange memories of people being shown in rooms. If you were a man I would kill you where you stand!
[He's targeting his anger at the network, hoping to get his rage across to the Atroma; his captors. Maybe Worf is just annoyed at the food selection and lack of prune juice. It seems he wants to pick a fight with something or someone.]
Broadcast: Open.
Action: Marsiva kitchen.
When: Now. 4th of July.
[The feed cuts in showing a rather irritated Klingon tasting some of the "space gel" that the crew are forced to eat as a substitute to real food. He's in the kitchen, having had no choice but to tear himself away from all the memories and strange rooms aboard the ship. Worf isn't good dealing with odd situations like staring into someone's past or trying to get his head around things like that.]
How can anyone call this food? It is tasteless and lacks everything real food has! This is nothing compared to Gagh.
[That's Klingon food. Worms that are alive and move a lot.]
This show has gone on long enough. I demand to know what is happening and why there are these strange memories of people being shown in rooms. If you were a man I would kill you where you stand!
[He's targeting his anger at the network, hoping to get his rage across to the Atroma; his captors. Maybe Worf is just annoyed at the food selection and lack of prune juice. It seems he wants to pick a fight with something or someone.]
Video;
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The Blue Fish? Is this the ship you reside upon?
[Just how many ships were there?]
What kind of meat?
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[He's so proud, he loved the Blue Fish a lot. ]
All kinds. I think I got some tallbird left, fish, various others. All of them are alien, but most taste like chicken or pork for some weird reason.
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[He is quite impressed though dude, seriously.]
Tallbird? Is it fleshy and good to chew on?
[Because Worf likes his meat sort of....meaty.]
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Oh yeah! And I also made some jerky with it which is super chewy!
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[He can be rather bossy, sorry, Sokka. He's just like this amongst those younger than him. He is a father, you know.]
War efforts? Has there ever been a war involving the fleet and enemies?
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[It's the life lesson he's already learned, at least. ]
Eh, kind of but not really. My war was back home.