Evil Plots are a Foot

Posted on Mon Aug 24th, 2020 @ 4:53pm by Captain Aurther Winters

Mission: The Game is Afoot
Location: Starbase 10
Timeline: Current

OFF: Just a small quick one to add some more I hope.

ON: (Starbase 10, Yoshimeyer's Presidential Command Suite)



Anderson raised an eyebrow, “Sheesh! A little obsessed with mincing people aren’t you?”

“I have my reasons. Mainly dietary.” the Admiral nodded. “That Kevorkian flu I implanted into 2nd Lieutenant Collier should be taking hold any minute now. There’ll be so much blood that they’ll think he took his own head off!”



"That seems a little excessive don't you think?" Anderson again, tried very heard to keep his stomach in check. Even being a member of species 8472, sometimes Yoshimeyer's rhetoric was a little much for him and the other. "What about the others?"

"Fool, anyone who was suspicious is about to suffer, what I would say, is an unfortunate accident, or incident. Those damn Ferengi showed up a little earlier than expected, but we can make it work with the plan."

"Things might get a little suspicious."

"Not more than usual, Admirals in Starfleet have kind of had a reputation, not the best. So when you keep your head down and don't make any trouble no one suspects a thing." The Admiral grinned as his eyes turned yellow. Shaking his head and blinking again they went back to green.

"So the Chuck Norris, do you want them brought back?"

"I don't care either way. I will send a message down to OPS that I have orders to take the crew dead or alive. A Nebula and Akira class starship will have to do some work, but should be able to take down a Defiant class. Either way, more attention will be drawn to that then anything that may happen here. Or any more gossip that goes on. By the way, I have some meetings I have to attend, for now. You can leave, just do me a favour."

"What is it boss?"

"Now that I thought about it." Yoshimeyer sat down at his desk and licked his lips. "Have that burger bar on deck 22 send me up a double burger patty. All this excitement is giving me an appetite."

Anderson shuddered at the thought, "Yes sir." He could task the small amount of vomit in his throat and cursed these human bodies.

OFF

Commander Aurther Winters
First Officer
U.S.S. Chuck Norris

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Joshua "Josh" Anderson
A Bad Guy