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Yeoman Phil's Temporal Transmissions

Yeoman Phil's Temporal TransmissionsYeoman's Log Stardate 41252.7

Hi all, Yeoman Phil here. After completing my daily duties, mainly cleaning the ship's rec room and wiping down the weepy gel packs in cargo bay 19, I spent a little "me time" on the library computer. After I finished reading the um-teenth entry about the Enterprise D saving the galaxy, boorrrrrinnng!, I decided enough was enough. I needed a diversion.

I waited until 3rd shift, lured Counselor Troi off the bridge with a hot fudge sundae and took control of the ship. Plotting my course, I threw the Enterprise into high warp and did a slingshot around the closest sun. Shortly after several weird hallucinations of a giant whale and a naked guy jumping in a pool over and over again, I realized I had traveled back in time to the early 21st century. Parking the ship in a stationary orbit behind the Earth's moon, I started receiving strange transmissions over subspace. I found myself mesmerized by images of cats playing pianos, a dirty human child who apparently likes turtles, and many common daily scenarios of people who seem very familiar...

In fact, It seems I've torn a hole in the space/time continuum. I'm receiving comm signals from the 21st, 23rd, and 24th centuries. If Captain Picard finds out, he'll rip me a new hole in my space/time continuum.

First off, Here's a signal I received from the Enterprise A. I'm still trying to decipher the message.

Here's another transmission I found from the 21st century. It's seems there's someone in that time period who looks just like Captain Kirk. He apparently loves pudding.

Lastly, I found an interesting transmission of Captain Picard dancing and singing around the bridge like a dandy. Wait 'tll the boys in waste reclamation see this. Maybe they'll finally stop making fun of my man-skirt.

That's it for now, security teams are trying to pry open the turbolift doors. I'll be hiding in jefferies tube 31A if anyone needs me.

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