010 [video] without stadium love
[The voice of a slimy-sounding announcer booms over the feed.]
WELCOME ONE AND ALL TO THE TAPING OF OUR FIRST EPISODE, "HUMAN CREATURES: SEXY GUNFIGHTS." Now Showing in the auditorium! Come watch two loyal, stoic, blonde gunslingers whose fans can't agree on whether their names start with an "L" or an "R" duke it out for the entertainment of the lowest common denominator.
[Two bewildered and so-very-armed women are at either end of a stage that is set up like a bizarre paintball course--Legretta and Hawkeye. One glares as if to say, "what is he talking about?" The other shrugs. Unperturbed, the announcer continues.]
Unfortunately, some pesky intergalactic treaties keep us from providing our lucky victims live ammunition. [The crowd gathered around the stage groans and boos.] But not to worry! I'm sure there will be some spectacular bruising! The match will end when one player gains more than five "kill shots" or is pinned to the ground for longer than 10 seconds. Everybody ready?
[Apparently everyone is not ready. Riza opens her mouth to argue.]
Certainly not. You haven't even told us what is going on. Why would we participate in something like--[she ducks out of the way just in time to avoid the shot of some wacky future space weapon, and heaves a long-suffering sigh.]
Right.
[ooc: Yes, they have been kidnapped for an alien reality show. Whatever COULDN'T RESIST. TRY BUGGING THEM ON THEIR GUIDES OR SOMETHING.]
WELCOME ONE AND ALL TO THE TAPING OF OUR FIRST EPISODE, "HUMAN CREATURES: SEXY GUNFIGHTS." Now Showing in the auditorium! Come watch two loyal, stoic, blonde gunslingers whose fans can't agree on whether their names start with an "L" or an "R" duke it out for the entertainment of the lowest common denominator.
[Two bewildered and so-very-armed women are at either end of a stage that is set up like a bizarre paintball course--Legretta and Hawkeye. One glares as if to say, "what is he talking about?" The other shrugs. Unperturbed, the announcer continues.]
Unfortunately, some pesky intergalactic treaties keep us from providing our lucky victims live ammunition. [The crowd gathered around the stage groans and boos.] But not to worry! I'm sure there will be some spectacular bruising! The match will end when one player gains more than five "kill shots" or is pinned to the ground for longer than 10 seconds. Everybody ready?
[Apparently everyone is not ready. Riza opens her mouth to argue.]
Certainly not. You haven't even told us what is going on. Why would we participate in something like--[she ducks out of the way just in time to avoid the shot of some wacky future space weapon, and heaves a long-suffering sigh.]
Right.
[ooc: Yes, they have been kidnapped for an alien reality show. Whatever COULDN'T RESIST. TRY BUGGING THEM ON THEIR GUIDES OR SOMETHING.]