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In response to billytea's earlier request.
BSG
How did I get here? Well, lets see. I was ordered to participate in some cheesy ceremony for my dick of a dad, and then the Cylons attacked and in the midst humanity getting blown to hell I realized that maybe my dad wasn't such a dick after all. Of course, before we could really reconcile the Chief's skinjob girlfriend shot him. (I may be a bit bitter about that.) So now we're left with humanity under the leadership of Admiral Alkie and President Thuglife.
Meanwhile I'm CAG over a bunch of nuggets and my dead brother's fiance who I don't know if I want to frak or kill, but at least she's good at blowing up toasters. To top it all off, I'm flying around in my dad's old rust bucket of a Viper. "Good job on the restoration, Chief. Though I'm bit disturbed the cockpit still smells like his mustache wax."
Humanity is so frakked.
In MyBrute news...
2 brutes, 1 dog, 1 wolf, 1 bear... FIGHT!
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The BSG game I've been playing on boardgamegeek (I'm Gaius
frakking
Baltar) is about to end. We won! Team human racks up a victory. Bear in mind that after the Cylons revealed, we'd travelled only 4 distance, we were down to 3 Fuel and 4 Morale, both of them (Tigh and Boomer) were free, and Tigh was the Pradmiral. We spent the entire second half on the edge, but next round we fire up the FTL and reach Kobol.
Game forum is here, if anyone's interested:
[link] I recommend reading from when Tigh seized the Presidency: [link]
Dave & Busters not doing well:
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BSG
Ladies and gentlemen, it's on. Season 2 of Battlestar Buffistica starts here. Admiral Tigh is up first. I've sent his card draw and we are underway.
pssst. Sunday in America, you crazy time warp boy. My party hasn't begun yet.
pssst. Sunday in America, you crazy time warp boy. My party hasn't begun yet.
No, as mentioned before, we're waiting till Sunday my time, Saturday your time. Or, in other words, now time. Fire up the engines!
Helo is always late to the party.
I'll get back to you soon. Still having breakfast and going to be checking on the flu-addled Jilli soon.
A quick note; Tigh is going to hand out orders to other characters. Whether you choose to do as he says isn't really important, but it just makes sense that Tigh is marshaling the forces.
BSG
"Colonial fleet, this is Galactica Actual. While all of you were bitching and haggling to make a bigger buck out of your fellow colonials, we have stood watch over you, ensuring the fleet's survival. Never forget this is a military mission and that what we do best is frag toasters. We'll give the cylons a beating while you spool up your FTLs. Now get on with it. Galactica Out."
Galactica, concentrate fire on the basestar. Apollo, intercept those raiders. Tyrol, gunnery is running hot, we may need you in Weapons Control to finish off that basestar. Starbuck, quit polishing your viper and get out there!
Admiral Tigh moves to Weapons Control and fires on the basestar.
