Meanwhile, in holodeck 2, Junior Ensign Sueastside is busy putting fur on the various holo-creatures. He stares down at the computer podium and then raises his head and stares thougtfully into the distance at nothing in partiuclar.
The platform and the podium are obvious falsities in this forest world, for the 3d modeler has used far too many specular highlights! Well that, and you normally don't see a computerized pedistal in the middle of a jungle. It sticks out like... well like a computerized pedistal in a jungle.
Eureaka! Junior Ensign Sueastside has the answer... more rendering passes!!! His gaze quickly returns to the podium along with his hands. He types madly away, not stopping to format his code or removed unused variables. Symbols fly across the screen madly. For some reason they are not English or any Earth language.
Typing typing madly typing...
Finshed at last.
Now, let's see how it looks.
Gingerly, Junior Ensign Sueastside's hand approaches the `run` button. Reservedly he inches closer and closer. Finally, when his finger is a few centimeters away from the button, he quickly stabs downwards. The virtual button on the virtual podium computer changes from yellow to red.
"Huh, whats happening?", says a bewildered Sueastside. Red lights flash and sirenes go off!
"Ensign what are you doing!?", asks the captain, his shiny head shimmering in the glow of soft bridge light.
"I need more power Captain! Reroute some from the shields!", replies Sueastside.
"I've giving her all shes got, anymore and she'll blow!" -Yelled the Captain.
"More, More!!" -Screamed Sueastside.
'Hull integrity at 0%, Have a nice day.'
"Atleast I had my way with Six of Nine" -Screamed the junior officer over the noise and confusion.
And that is the last thing that ever happened on Enterprise. For unwittingly, Junior Ensign Sueastside had blown it up.
Original story by dfletcher, adapted for screenplay by sueastside.
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