Mundane world Casual missions are usually well-attended parties, held in various locations by senior officers when the mood strikes us. At these gatherings, there are invariably several officers and crewfolk with photographic equipment, determined to gather evidence for later use against us. While most of those photos are far too frightening to put on this nice, tame page, we have selected a few images from past missions for your perusal.
Missions are listed with the most recent at the top.
Enjoy yourself!
(Note that Barfleet is in no way officially recognized, sanctioned, or affiliated with Marcon...we just go to make sure everyone there has a damn good time.)
Barfleet Summer Games - July 2006
Barfleet Mission to Marcon 41 - May 2006
A Casual Festivus Celebration - December 2005
The First Ever Barfleet Summer Games - July 2005
Barfleet Mission to Marcon 40 - May 2005
The Casual's 19th Anniversary - March 2005
Barfleet once again had lots of fun running the DeCONpression 2 consuite and threw one of our (in)famous parties on Saturday night. A grand time was had by all needless to say!
The Casual's Marine Expeditionary Party - January 2005
The Casual's "Monty Python's Casual Circus" - October 2004
The Casual Mission at Marcon 39 - May 2004
While things did not come about as planned this year, we were there helping the new BarBase Columbus make sure fun was had by all. (And for those keeping score at home, we have a word of warning: Avoid the Hampster Inn near the Marcon Hyatt. We got most of our money back, but you might not be so lucky.)
The Casual's 18th Anniversary - March 2004
The Casual lent our unique talents to running the DeCONpression 1 consuite, along with throwing one of our famous parties on Saturday night. A grand time was had by all needless to say!
As the year moves into the coolness and varicolored beauty of Autumn, the Casual moves temporally closer to one of our most cherished
and entertaining traditions: The celebration of that ancient and singularly Terran holiday, Halloween. In keeping with the painfully
enjoyable themes of the past few years, we have once again come up with a concept that is guaranteed to either pleasantly entertain or
wholly disgust ourselves and our honored guests. (We hate middle ground.)
As is our annual wont, the Command Staff gathered together in a well-stocked conference dispensary, hidden away from our regular
clientele, and spent a considerable amount of time exercising our collective creative powers to come up with a theme. Unfortunately
(and predictably), we rediscovered that creative thinking is somewhat hampered by a lack of sobriety – or, in many cases, any form of
consciousness at all – and thus we were drawing our usual blank. As the first week of brainstorming drew to a close, and our dispensary
supplies began to edge dangerously close to half-full, I decided to throw caution to the wind. (There being no wind to speak of on a
starship, I had to pick it back up and throw it bodily down the disposal chute to get the desired result.) Looking around at my officers, I
declared, “The next thing anyone says will be the theme. No matter what.”
Several of the officers showed sudden outbreaks of good sense and closed their mouths, not wanting to be responsible for engendering
some horrid theme like “I need to hit the bathroom,” “What time is it?,” “Where’s the beef?,” or “I need to change my underwear.”
But before anyone could come up with something lucid or interesting to say, the Casual’s old friend Fate stepped in. Commander Dagar,
peacefully dozing in a corner, suddenly jumped up and screamed, “There’s something on my hand!” And that, my friends, was that. After ascertaining that the only thing wrong with the Commander’s paw was a surplus of industrial lubricant, we forged ahead with the
newly-announced theme and came up with a few details. So, with only a bit more ado, the Casual gives you:
The Casual’s “There’s Something on my Hand” Party! Once again we had to do without sand this time. However but we did have a big body of water and the return of beer croquet. The
Casual Away Mission at Marcon 38 - May 2003
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The Casual Summer Games - 2003
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While we did not throw our usual party this year, we were there helping make sure fun was had by all.
The Casual's 17th Anniversary - March 2003
Yet another year has come and almost gone, leaving the usual assortment of fond memories, missed opportunities, broken resolutions, and deep yearnings in its wake. Aboard the Casual, we mainly passed the time by entertaining our guests and tossing isolinear chips into an oversized sombrero from point-blank range. Some of the officers whiled away the hours pursuing such pleasant pastimes as premature labor, video game hacking, extended shuttlecraft commuting, low-stakes gambling, matrimony, domicile relocation, and even the odd traumatic digit reduction. Sure, we did a few productive things, like perfecting the new Reciprocal Temporal Perversion Cannon and finally fixing the airlocks in the hangar bay (who knew that having both doors open simultaneously would cause so much fuss?), but for the most part we let the days slide by until even a tight slingshot orbit around a G-class star couldn’t slow the march of time. And now that the end of another Terran year has arrived, we’re ready for another party.
This year, we’ve decided to plan ahead. In the past, when our traditional end-of-year festivities began too close to the actual moment of transition between one arbitrary calendar year and the next, we’ve usually been too preoccupied with power drinking or hangover remedies to actually notice. As such, several times New Year’s Eve has rolled unheralded into New Year’s Day, leaving us all sitting around a carnage-filled room in our underwear drinking coffee and Alka-Seltzer and wondering who would clean up the mess. This time, we wanted a chance to actually notice when the last minute of one year fades into the completely different minute of another. That means we need not just a few minutes or hours of recovery time, but a few days. This being the case, we’ve decided to throw this year’s shindig a bit earlier than usual. It also means that a new and exciting name is needed; alas, what we have instead is: The Casual Almost - but Not Quite - New Year's Celebration:
The time is once again upon us to celebrate that finest of ancient Terran holidays, Halloween. This year, our selection of a theme was disturbingly simple; in fact, you could say that it was thrust upon us quite unceremoniously upon bolting awake from a very uncomfortable dream involving Captain Von Matic in a dress and a number of non-alcoholic beverages being served on the bridge…@ dream of a Casual very much like ours, but with subtle and overt differences in far too many places. It was from this that the germ of an idea became the full-fledged disease of this year’s theme.
As every child knows, we exist not in a simple universe, but in a very complex Multiverse comprised of infinite parallel dimensions. These dimensions coexist with our own, but they never quite touch – except under very strict circumstances of plot and convenience. We decided to change all that, and have this year’s party in a location where the walls between dimensions are somewhat…thinner. Thanks to Commander Dagar’s diligent work with his new Dimensional Battering Ram and some very strong solvent, we have built a party area where guests from universes either just next door or clear down the block will be able to interact through the miracle of modern technology and a total lack of proper respect for the forces we’re playing with.
We called it ... The Casual Mirror Universe Party:
Once again we had to do without sand this time. However the arrival of a portable pool and the new game of beer croquet more than made up for the lack of sand.
The Casual at Marcon 37: The Last Dance at Hotel Gemmorrah - May 2002
The Casual's 16th Anniversary - March 2002
This year, the Command Staff spent months in meetings and drunken-brawl committee sessions trying to figure out yet another cool and entertaining theme. Just as we were about to abandon all hope and do something potentially lame, Commander Darvis called from Sickbay with a bit of an emergency. Ensign Stromboni was in mildly serious condition, having “accidentally” transported a bottle of Everclear into his stomach. Apparently, he decided that if he could merge his molecules with that of the alcohol, he could get an instant buzz. Unfortunately, he forgot to leave the bottle itself suspended in the buffer, resulting in an amusing and excruciatingly painful bonding of bottle and Ensign. Lucky for him, Dr. Darvis and Alden were able to extricate the offending container with only minimal loss of alcohol…and Stromboni came through OK, too.
This little incident got us to thinking, which as everyone knows is an amazingly dangerous thing. We spent the rest of that night drinking heavily and deciding what kind of reprimand to put in Stromboni’s file for almost wasting such a precious commodity…while at the same time applauding his insane ingenuity for at least conceiving of a new way to consume mass quantities of booze in almost no time at all. What our thoughts eventually coalesced into was a disturbing and potentially ludicrous idea for this year’s party. We’re calling it:
The Casual at Marcon 36 - May 2001
The Casual's 15th Anniversary and St. Patrick's Day Massacre - March 2001
The Final Millennial Premature Climax Party - December 2000
The Mystery Men Inebriation League Party - October 2000
The Casual at Marcon 35 - May 2000
The Casual's 14th Anniversary Celebration - March 2000
C. H. A. O. S. - New Year's Eve 1999
THE CASUAL PARTY AT MARCON 34 - May 1999
The Casual's 13th Anniversary Bash - March 1999
The First Millennial Premature Climax Preparation Celebration - New Year's Eve 1998
The Divine Inebriation Drink Symposium - October 1998
Here on aboard the Casual we try to make everyone have a good time. So when we found out that all the Major and Minor Deities were looking for a place to let loose, we offered up our services.
Besides, you can never have too many Gods on your side.
THE CASUAL PARTY AT MARCON 33 - May 1998
The Casual's 12th Anniversary Bash - March 1998
There's nothing quite like a sexual gratification festival to get the guests in a strange mood. We needed them in that mood to handle our special BSGF variant of Bobbing for Trout, which was performed using a slightly less liquidy liquid than water. Take a look...I think you'll get the picture.
By the way...everyone had so much fun with this version of Bobbing that we've decided to use it at MarCon 33 this year! Could be dangerous...
This was a great and very challenging event. We had a difficult time determining the victor, and were far too gone to get pictures of the actual competition, but the prize went to Commander Jonathan Thomas for his dangerous and incredibly thick Borg Social Lubricant. The recipe will be on the Dispensary Page as soon as I can detoxify it enough to touch...
This was a wonderful party, except for the literally tons of concrete that had arrived on the beach since last winter. As soon as we figure out where it comes from, we will cheerfully return it to the rightful owners...
Created: 1/15/96 Updated: 3/20/05
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