Thursday, January 12, 2006

My clones signed me up for a reality TV show. Said I’d love it, just like being on the ship, but no guns, and on solid ground. But the show will provide me my clothes, and I hear it’ll be mostly guys, so it's not all that different. Mal was my escort to the planet, Admiral’s orders. But he did let me stop and get some things after we landed on Naboo. Since we can only have the clothes we’re wearing…. Let’s just say I have many layers in some sections.

The house is impressive and in a pretty area. We aren’t supposed to leave the house while we’re on the show, but they do have a backyard. We were allowed to bring one personal item, so I’m bringing my modified iPod with my nice headphones. We also get one weapon, if we want. Umm, yes, thank you, one never knows who’ll be on a reality show, so I’m bringing my personal side arm, Soro-Subb S-5.

When I showed up, there were a few people already there. I ran into Padme as she was fussing with R2. “Oh My God, Ranaé! It’s like so totally awesome to see you! Come on, like, I’ve totally got to show my room, it's so sweet. We can be roommates and stuff! It’ll be so totally fun!” I managed to give Mal a hug and a kiss (a small one) goodbye before Padme’s surprisingly strong grip pulled me into the house. One of the greeters handed me some flowers as I passed through the doors.

Our room has three beds, so I’ll keep an eye out for another girl to have in the room. Padme was going on and on about these totally stellar furry boots she was going to buy along with matching everything with the prize money she'd win from the show. Once in our bedroom, I put my jacket, flowers, and small bag on the bed and followed her around the house.

I ran into this little Jawa while walking through the hall to the kitchen. He left a fine trail of sand in his wake, as well as the smell of cigars. He introduced himself as the Brownie Master, Extraordinaire, or I could call him JJ. Next was a tall blonde man, a space gladiator, Jon. He was very polite and looked a bit bewildered, maybe he didn’t know he’d signed up for this either. During this time, I was trying to appraise where all the cameras were.

So I wasn’t really paying too much attention to the big picture when I walked into one of the other bedrooms. When I finally did pay attention, I realized that there was yet another person in the house I knew, and knew really well. He looked up and didn’t look all that thrilled to see me. “Hi,” I waved and managed a nervous (and rather doofy) smile. He just kept looking at me, so with a slight nod of my head, I turned on my heels and made for my bedroom.

Can’t wait to see who is arriving next.


Blogger Shannon said...

So like, later, we can get in our jammies and have a little drink and some popcorn and you can tell me all about this thing with Typho, K?

2:47 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

OH OH OH OH can I get in my jammies and have popcorn and tell storiee wif you girls???

6:05 AM  
Blogger flu said...


Doesn't anyone else sleep al fresca?

6:40 AM  
Blogger JawaJuice said...

I don't know about Fresca but I'll take a Tab!

7:37 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Fluke better pray Jaba dont

7:50 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

oh and Onieda guess this means you wont be coming to Drakulon with us
(no wonder Mom aka Vampirella got an answering machine)

7:51 AM  
Blogger Captain Typho said...

Hey, Jardena, you didn't have to leave so fast. I was just... surprised to see you, that's all.

What's this about jammies and drinks? (smile)

7:53 AM  
Blogger Lt. Cmdr Oneida said...

nothing to tell, and I'll have a diet coke.

Fluke, I'm more of a panties and tank top type of girl, but we'll see what they give us to sleep in

8:08 AM  
Blogger Noel of Neptonian said...

I wear robes... I hate showing off my implants.

12:17 PM  
Blogger Captain Typho said...

Uh, what kind of implants are we talking about here?

3:51 PM  
Blogger Lt. Cmdr Oneida said...

Not the type you'r thinking of :P

She had arm and leg implants as a child, among others. But she can explain it better than I can.

5:17 PM  
Blogger Captain Typho said...

Not the type you're thinking of :P

Oh? Darn. :(

7:11 PM  

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