I've heard the name before but I can't place it, the Star Trek Timeline Encylopedia doesn't have them...who are they?
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If a tree falls on a mime in the forest...does anyone care?
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The Unknown Vulcan
To try and stave off the inevitable arrival and dark wrath of The Tom, I present you with his information in website form.
Click me to learn all about the Breen.
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"And though I once prefered a human being's company, they pale before the monolith that towers over me."
--
They Might Be Giants
*also awaits the arrival of Mr. Breen in this thread* =P
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Lyta Vorlon: "Our great mistake. Our failing. And now your failing. The error is compounded."
Delenn: "What mistake?"
Lyta Vorlon: "The first one, the one from which all mistakes proceed: The error of Pride..."
-- Kalesh Naranek, Last of the Vorlon
www.orc.ca/~jheinbuc/
A lone masked figure bursts into the Solarflare Gulch Saloon. The stranger glares at Chuckie the barkeeper, who anxiously begins whipping up something for the stranger... on ice.
Mucus: "Howdy Stranger"
All the other attendees of the saloon shake their heads not entirely unlike the manner Uhura did in ST VI.
Mucus: "Ah sed, Howdy Stranger!"
Stranger: "....."
Mucus: "So.. would ya mind tellin' me what race you are"
Stranger: "....."
On a side table, Dead "ringer" Cujo and Sol "The Plugmaster System" whisper something back and forth agitatedly.
Mucus: "Who da hayll are you?"
The stranger motions Mucus out into the street with a single finger.
The patrons all fall quiet. The stranger and Mucus leave the saloon, and moment later they hear a single gunshot. The Stranger returns inside to accept his drink.
Again the hubub of the saloon resumes.
On the far barstool, The "I take that back" Vorlon quietly sips his drink and hopes the stranger doesn't notice him, lest a similar fate befall him.
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�������������-The Breen at Internment Camp 371
The biological parts of their ships are waste extraction. Ya know, they have this big alien inside the ship who eats all the waste and coverts it into fuel for the ship
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The Unknown Vulcan
I'll be going now...
(As I recall Tuvoks exact words were 'The Breen use biological components in their ships'.)
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I drink therefore I am.
-Descartes
Or maybe they keep their freezers going by harnessing the cooling power of worms...
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"Is there anyone there with a gun?"
- On the Hour
*smites T_T for his disobedience*
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Lyta Vorlon: "Our great mistake. Our failing. And now your failing. The error is compounded."
Delenn: "What mistake?"
Lyta Vorlon: "The first one, the one from which all mistakes proceed: The error of Pride..."
-- Kalesh Naranek, Last of the Vorlon
www.orc.ca/~jheinbuc/
[This message was edited by The Vorlon on April 08, 1999.]
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What bloke invented signatures?