The Kludge's Guide to the Universe | Dangershop, Wednesday Afternoon (Week 3)

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Harper was once again sitting with his feet up. He pointed to a list on the wall. "Spilt up into your assigned pairings."

Once everyone had divided up, Harper tapped his controller and cell walls shimmered into being around the different pairings.

"Inevitably, you are going to really annoy someone to the point that they'll lock you up and throw away the key. Unless you happen to have a very good lawyer, or friends with high powered weaponry, you are going to have to rely on your wits to get you out of there."

"Have fun."

[Cells are fairly basic closed boxes, with electronically operated doors. They have two bolted to the wall bunks with basic bedding, a toilet, and a sink.]

Group One
Xander Bly
Molly Hayes

Group Two
Cameron Mitchell
John Crichton

Group Three
Elizabeth Weir
Peter Griffin

Group Four
John Connor
Philip J. Fry

Group Five
Samantha Carter
Janet Fraiser

Group Six
Jamie Madrox
Aeryn Sun

[ooc: OCD threads coming are up. Post away!]
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Escape! (Kludge- Wk3)

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Escape! - Group One (Kludge- Wk3)

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Xander Bly and Molly Hayes

Re: Escape! - Group One (Kludge- Wk3)

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly sat down with a sigh. "I hate assignments like this. I never know if using my powers is cheating or not."

Re: Escape! - Group One (Kludge- Wk3)

[thenamesxander.livejournal.com]

"Most of the time in Briarwood, when we did assignments like this, we were *supposed* to use our powers," Xander says. "If that helps."

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[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

"Do you want to try and figure out another way first?" Molly asked.

Escape! - Group Two (Kludge- Wk3)

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Cameron Mitchell and John Crichton

Re: Escape! - Group Two (Kludge- Wk3)

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Cameron plopped down on the bed and started looking around the cell. "This should be fun."

Re: Escape! - Group Two (Kludge- Wk3)

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Can we dig outta here?" John asks, prodding the toilet.

Re: Escape! - Group Two (Kludge- Wk3)

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Uh," Cameron rolled to his stomach and knocked on the floor. Of course it was cement. "I don't think so." He stuck his head under the bed to see if there was anything under there.

"Shouldn't this place have vents or something?"

Escape! - Group Three (Kludge- Wk3)

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Elizabeth Weir and Peter Griffin

Re: Escape! - Group Three (Kludge- Wk3)

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Peter was looking around the cell, trying to find anything that will help him escape. And "looking around the cell" really meant that he was staring at Elizabeth's chest.

"Alright, one of us takes off our shirt and tries to seduce the guard into letting us out." says Peter, who seemed to be dead serious.

Re: Escape! - Group Three (Kludge- Wk3)

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Elizabeth folded her arms over her chest and sighed.

"I'd rather ask the guard to let us speak to the guy in charge," she said. "There has to be a way we can talk ourselves out of this."

[[ooc: No worries - I've been volunteering all day so am now half-brain-dead omg]]

Re: Escape! - Group Three (Kludge- Wk3)

[bigfat-peter.livejournal.com]

Peter also crossed his arms over his chest. "Well, fine. But if that doesn't work I'm taking my shirt off."

Escape! - Group Four (Kludge- Wk3)

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John Connor and Philip J. Fry

Re: Escape! - Group Four (Kludge- Wk3)

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Fry took a seat, crossed one leg over the other at the ankle and rested his hands behind his head. "You go ahead," he said to John. "I'll be over here napping." Fry wasn't the escaping type. That's what he had Bender and Leela for.

Re: Escape! - Group Four (Kludge- Wk3)

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John considered using Fry's head as a battering ram, but didn't want to test the lunkhead's density.

Re: Escape! - Group Four (Kludge- Wk3)

[mmmanchovies.livejournal.com]

"Are you gonna do something or stand there all day using narrative? I just ate, but give it half an hour and I'm gonna be getting hungry." He rubbed his already gurgling stomach.

Escape! - Group Five (Kludge- Wk3)

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Samantha Carter and Janet Fraiser

Re: Escape! - Group Five (Kludge- Wk3)

[janet_fraiser]

Janet sat down on the bed and looked around. "I'm clueless," she said. "But we do have friends with high-powered weaponry."

Re: Escape! - Group Five (Kludge- Wk3)

[janet_fraiser]

OOC: As a note, anything from [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com]'s POV is done by her over e-mail with me, and I'm doing a c&p over here every once in a while.

Sam chuckled as she went over to investigate the door mechanism. "Janet, we are the friends with high-powered weaponry. And we're on the wrong side of the damn door." She took a minute to look around the cell. "Seen worse, though. At least this has a toilet."

The lack of torture was also a pleasant change.

~~

"Damn, you're right. We could fake a medical crisis. Does that ever work?" Janet pulled her cell phone out of her pocket and checked the time. "Do we get extra credit if we break out sooner, rather than later?"

~~

"Um, depends on who's doing the faking," Sam replied, already distracted as she pulled her Leatherman out of her pocket and began prying off the face plate to the door lock. "Certain archeologists of our mutual acquaintance are really unconvincing."

Sam grinned back at Janet over her shoulder. "There's always the seduce the guards approach. That's pretty entertaining, and definitely not Murray's favorite technique." It was on that assignment that SG-1 had learned that Jaffa could, in fact, pout.

~~

"I think I could manage to fake a better medical emergency than certain archaeologists of our acquaintance," said Janet dryly. She was mentally going over symptoms. "Would you like a mysterious seizure, a heart attack, or some other loud and distracting occurrence? Though seducing the guards is a tried and true option. It's not as if we haven't done it before, after all." Janet snickered when Sam's words sank in. "This was the one where Murray was the only one who was the guard's type, wasn't it?

~~

Aaaand, the face plate was off. Cool. Now there were wires to deal with. Sam bit her lip as she tried to figure out what went where. "Something loud would be good, once we're ready to get a guard over here so we can get a weapon."

"Yes, that would be the one," Sam laughed as she remembered, sitting back on her heels for a minute. "And wow, were certain other people I happened to be with sulky for days over that one." By that point, they'd already known Jack knew how to be sulky.

Re: Escape! - Group Five (Kludge- Wk3)

[janet_fraiser]

"Loud? I can do loud." Just for good measure, Janet tugged the neckline of her shirt down lower and tied the waist in a knot above her midriff. "This had better not ruin my shirt."

"Certain other people need to learn to deal with disappointment better," said Janet, rolling her eyes at Daniel. "What, did he want to be the guard's type? Or was he just more disappointed that that he had one less conquest."

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Sam snickered. "Yes, certain people do. And I don't think he wanted to be the guard's type so much as he didn't want anyone else to be it either. The rest of the trip was a lot of him trying to prove his virility in various stupid and muscle-straining ways. Usually followed by 'See, Carter, I'm in my prime.'" She rolled her eyes and returned to the door lock.

Hmm. Okay, so if that wire was the ground, then one of those two yellow wires would be the wire for the release mechanism, and the other one would be to the alarm. Decisions, decisions. "Here goes nothing," she said under her breath as she clipped the wire on the left with her Leatherman.
~~

"I remember that one," said Janet. Okay, not Daniel. It was possible that she was a little irritated with him biased. "Dislocated shoulder, sprained knee, three sprained fingers, thankfully on the left hand, a pulled muscle or ten, and a concussion. So that would be why he tried to get away with not telling me about them." She snickered. "Testosterone-laden moron."

It was such a good thing that he was no longer a superior officer. Not that she wouldn't have insulted him before, she just wouldn't have done it in front of Sam. Janet got up and stood near the doorway as Sam braced herself to cut the wiring. "And I'm on?" she asked quietly.

~~
"Being carried probably didn't do much for his masculinity," Sam laughed so hard she almost cut both wires. "Whoops. Don't want to do that."

She cut the wire, then grinned as no alarm sounded. "Excellent. And yep, this is you. Don't hurt the guy too badly."
~~

"Oh, you're no fun," murmured Janet. Her eyes rolled up into the back of her skull and she dropped to the floor, a loud shriek echoing through the cell. Maybe being forced into Sunday choir in church with her mother had ended up having some practical merits after all.

Two large, burly, thick-browed guards burst into the room, where Janet was flailing bonelessly on the ground. Thank goodness she'd managed to avoid hitting her head in the fall, but she was going to have a hell of a bruise on her hip now. She shrieked again, her body spasming.

~~
Plastered against the wall and mostly out of view of the guards, Sam forgot what she was supposed to be doing for a split second in her concern that Janet actually wasn't faking the seizure, then took another half-second to admire her acting skills. As the guards knelt down to check on Janet, she crept up behind the slightly smaller of the two, landed a hard right jab to the guy's kidneys and then followed it up with an equally hard left to the other side. He bent over, groaning.

Sam grabbed the guy's sidearm from its holster, released the safety, and aimed it at the head of the second guard, who had stood up when his partner fell to the floor. "Back away from her. Now."
~~

Escape! - Group Six (Kludge- Wk3)

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Jamie Madrox and Aeryn Sun

Re: Escape! - Group Six (Kludge- Wk3)

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

Locked in a cell with his old crush. Yeah. This won't be uncomfortable at all.

Re: Escape! - Group Six (Kludge- Wk3)

[can_be_more]

Aeryn's selectively oblivious, la. "What do we have?" she asks, pretty much immediately.

Re: Escape! - Group Six (Kludge- Wk3)

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

Jamie reaches into his pockets and pulls what he has.

"One dollar and twenty-nine cents. A ballpoint pen without any ink. Ticket stub to Pod People. My student ID annnnnnd my chapstick."