Detention, Saturday, September 22

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

There was a tall, military-looking redhead - better known to most as Lieutenant Kerrigan - in a sleek metal suit tapping her foot against the floor of the Danger Shop and looking just this side of incredibly annoyed.

"Listen, children, you're obviously here because you did something incredibly stupid. Today, I am going to show - not tell - you how incredibly dumb that is, and how incredibly dead you are going to be should you do something stupid again. Shut up, don't talk, and get the hell into the sim before I personally decide to nail your butts to the wall."

She pointed at a projector on the wall.

Jack Burton
Lee Adama
Yamanaka Ino
Andros
Ed Elric

"If your name's not on there, get the hell out of my Danger Shop. If it is and you're not here, then I'm talking to thin air and I'll hunt you down myself. GET!"

Stupid people brought out the military in her.

[ wait for the ocd up ]

Comments

Re: The Badlands

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

The jumping Zergling was now very, very dead, being not particularly resistant to the ailment of bullets to the head.

It managed to explode in an appropriately gory fashion at the same time, though.

Rocks, on the other hand, were not particularly effective. It mostly just annoyed them, prompting them both to launch themselves at Jack claws-first.

Re: The Badlands

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

Jack zigged and sagged, firing wildly over his shoulder, aiming back for the gate.

Wherever that was. Was that it over there?

He tried that U-Turn move again on a dead tree trunk.

Re: The Badlands

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

It was in the middle of that U-Turn that Jack would have found himself strangely and mysteriously located in what appeared to be an entirely ordinary lunch room (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhigh/1527143.html?thread=93642855#t93642855).

There were no nasties in sight.