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I think I'll spend the rest of my short life here in the Brig.
Helo, I think you're staying here, too - and the Chief is a Cylon, so - well, we're dead.
Buffy ,'The Killer In Me'
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I think I'll spend the rest of my short life here in the Brig.
Helo, I think you're staying here, too - and the Chief is a Cylon, so - well, we're dead.
BSG
***Tigh***
Note to self: Any notions of clemency for Helo have been tabled. Clearly the man is deranged and all his actions relate to 'Boomer'. Even his working relationship with Chief Tyrol is completely colored by his assumed infidelity.
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thanks for the XO, Helo. Nice to hear you've been having fun with my girlfriend. Yeah, I'm not really in the mood to repair vipers at this time.
I move to Admirals Quarters and Activate the Brig because Tigh is a cylon. Clearly.
edit, oh yes... let's do this in the name of Scientific Research all blue cards count positive towards the Pradmiral's brigging.
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Zarek snorts awake from disturbing dreams of smothering in chrome.
"Hey, you - guard. Could you get my pal Brutus on the phone again for me? Yeah - I'll make sure you get another hundred cubits. I just need to call my pal."
I contact my FRIENDS IN LOW PLACES to make this check MORE DIFFICULT.
We are so well and truly frakked.
I'ma run to the grocery store but when I get back
We are so well and truly frakked.
proper frakked.
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Can I throw Helo out of an airlock, now?
Omnis, seriously, WTF?
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I move to Admirals Quarters and Activate the Brig because Tigh is a cylon. Clearly.
Clearly. He did lead us into that giant Cylon ambush that resulted in countless civilian deaths and the damage or destruction of our entire squadron of vipers after all. There's no other choice.
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I look forward to you comical twin-toasters revealing yourselves officially so I can cheerfully frak you with a goddamn nuke.
Helo, you are so on the solid waste detail for this.
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Toaster? I resent the implication that I'm a one-dimensional, bread-obsessed electrical appliance.