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Post by Matthew on Mar 10, 2006 22:58:42 GMT -5
Roslyn!! "Out the airlock!" She's so predictable. **snicker** One trick pony, huh? The war heros, the war heros, la la la Telling us we were stupid to wack all the colonies, la la la Now they're all nuked and icky, so let's leave, la la la We've got our own uniquely toaster-y destinies, la la la You are a hazard to mental navigation. Thank god.
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Post by Karen on Mar 10, 2006 22:59:49 GMT -5
Roslyn!! "Out the airlock!" She's so predictable. **snicker** One trick pony, huh? The war heros, the war heros, la la la Telling us we were stupid to wack all the colonies, la la la Now they're all nuked and icky, so let's leave, la la la We've got our own uniquely toaster-y destinies, la la la #rofl1# {{Lola}}
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Post by Lola m on Mar 10, 2006 22:59:52 GMT -5
Oh, boy. Gaeta is between a rock and a hard place. He just knew that Adama wasn't in on it, even if Tigh was. **nods** She has a bit of a problem, doesn't she?
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Post by Lola m on Mar 10, 2006 23:10:05 GMT -5
Oh, Baltar. The look on his face as he looks at Pegasus!Six. "We're all going to New Caprica. It's our chance to be together." Dude. You are sooooooo losing it. Oh God. Does she really want to do this, or . . . ? She doesn't look quite right . . . the looks on her face are . . . not good. And he so wants to believe that everything will be just fine. Eeep! This is scary. This is scary! Eeeeep! She's gonna go boom?! Holy hell! Our first priority is the people. I don't have to listen, I'm the president. Um. Ok. And are you not listeing because you know damn well what happened? Hmmmmmm? Could that be it, Baltar? Woah! A one year jump? And he's just lounging around taking drugs and hangin' with a hooker as he talks about rounding up those who aren't helping enough. Damn. I didn't see that coming!
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Post by Karen on Mar 10, 2006 23:10:30 GMT -5
Well, that was just surfrackinreal.
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Post by Matthew on Mar 10, 2006 23:10:31 GMT -5
"Hi there, Gina! So, you like being on your knees in the presidential office... this works well with my plans..."
You think that Roslin's gonna let you go out with a six? In public in any way?
Can't do WHAT?!
"Stay"
Oh, god, Baltar, you do this and you are a rapist.
Most of the external scars. whoosha.. sorry, external scars have healed. but none of the intenral ones.
Man. this is just so hot, and SO effed-up at the same time.. Now she's looking willing... Confusion.. *head explodes*
Whatcha wanna bet we see his spine light up?
Nice intercutting..
"...Every fiber of my CYLON being"
Oh crap, Gina's playing with her present.
Dammit, we didn't see his spine.
HEee!!! on the camerawork there. That was the scene from the post-credit quick-cuts that had me so pissed.
So did he have a quarter of a clue what she was gonna do with his present to her?
"I don't have to listen. I'm the president" So there!!!
Oh well. No more holidays on the Cloud Nine.
What the hell is this?!
Whoa... ONE YEAR LATER?!
Who's the girl-toy?
Gaeta resigned? And the Colonial One is on the planet.
Man, that's gotta be the quickest shift since the end of the second season of Alias..
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Post by Lola m on Mar 10, 2006 23:11:27 GMT -5
**snicker** One trick pony, huh? The war heros, the war heros, la la la Telling us we were stupid to wack all the colonies, la la la Now they're all nuked and icky, so let's leave, la la la We've got our own uniquely toaster-y destinies, la la la You are a hazard to mental navigation. Thank god. **struts**
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Post by Lola m on Mar 10, 2006 23:13:16 GMT -5
Well, that was just surfrackinreal. **nods, blinking kind of stupidly and blankly** Yeah! That's like . . . dude! I mean, dude!
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Post by Matthew on Mar 10, 2006 23:31:17 GMT -5
Wow. Think of ALL THE FANFIC this is gonna allow for. So c'mon, get the commercials done with, and let's get back with our social update!!!!! In orbit around New Craprica... Ship looks like a tomb. They are getting sloppy. Oh, no, Bill. Not a mustache. It makes you look like a porn star. Though it works with the glasses. "Take care of the lighthouse" "Could" my large white fanny. "Will" is the word. SEE? TIGH knows how to shave!! "If she gives you too much trouble" heee!!! "weekly food ration" 39,192 Ugly wet cough. Lung cancer? Kara does NOT look good with the long.. ooooh, yes she does. Wow. I change my mind. MARRIED?! And Chateau Anders is a nice little tent-hovel. With a LOT of luck. Somebody, start growing oranges to mold.. crap, a lot of their biodiversity was on the Cloud Nine, wasn't it? Ans she sees Tigh and Ellen.. Chief and Cally!! Heh.. Cally's jaw is no longer wired shut.. and her legs certainly have not been either!! Go chief! Way to see what's actually right in front of you! Wonder what the frak happened between Apollo and Starbuck now. Chief is gonna get arrested for syndicalist agitprop.. this is not good. Back to teaching!! You have a responsibilty, Laura. Hera. Oh crap. Man, he's looking more Olmosian each day. Dee's an officer. and still with Starbuck, apparently. And the fit hits the shan. DRADIS contact. It's a whole huge assload of cylons. No SHIT. And you are gonna come back and fight them with what, the clones you are gonna make in the meantime?! Hi, Six!!! They aren't attacking.. they are occupying. This was their plan, this is why Sharon gave the wrong jump coordinates to the last raptor. C-Six! it's her! Yep! C-Eight, and whos' the five (?) in the middle? Oh bantha crap. The odds of them being exactly one light-year away at exactly the right time... They were SET UP. This is more toasters than we've ever seen before. They found Thrace. "Fight em' until we can't" YEP!!! Previews!!!!! That was freaking CREEEEEEEEPYYYYY!!!
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Post by Lola m on Mar 10, 2006 23:31:34 GMT -5
Semi deserted ships? No one to man them? Or not enough power and supplies? Adama with a 'stache! He's so 70's! Someone has to stay and man the lighthouse. Awwwwww. Sweet sweet Adama Tigh lovin' scene. Urk. Life on "New Caprica" doesn't look that peachy. Domestic!Kara. Make him rest, keep him warm, with luck he'll make it. Ulp. Chief is the leader of the Union, Cally's pregnant at his side, and Starbuck is begging Tigh for help. Are we living in bizarro-world? Well, at least Roslin's gone back to teaching, so that's good. How did I know that Lee and Dualla were still livin' on the Galactica? And here come the Cylons. See, this is where they were coming! And they're gonna be pissed that humans are living on their "new home". The cylons just jumped into orbit. And the fleet's jumped away. Judgement day. Well. Who could have seen that one coming? Ooooh! Cylon guy looking for Starbuck! It's the "war heros" gang, lookin' to take over. Oh how perfect. They followed the explosion. ;D ;D ;D And now they surrender. "Toasters" marching thru town. So, I guess the humans get to become pets or something, eh? Ah, fighting words from Starbuck and the underground is born. To fight against being "taken care of" by the Cylons.
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Post by Lola m on Mar 10, 2006 23:38:03 GMT -5
"Hi there, Gina! So, you like being on your knees in the presidential office... this works well with my plans..." That was a very oddly creepy and touching and skin-shivering little scene, wasn't it? I know! I kept thinking, man, can't you even see what's right in front of your face?! It's a head exploding scene, the whole thing. Does he ever have a quarter of a clue? The man has the long range planning capabilities of a piece of lint. It is truly, as Karen said, surfrakinreal. Just mind-bendingly warped. The whole last half hour was like, woah! Excellent, excellent cliff-hangeryness.
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Post by Karen on Mar 10, 2006 23:38:56 GMT -5
Well, that was quite a ride - with an unexpected detour to the planet of doom - as Onjel so aptly put. I'm going to read both of your stream of consciousness thoughts, Matthew and Lola, and try to make some sense of it all. Which will probably take me until next October to suss out. Matthew - In just skimming posts, I was stopped short by your: Heh.. Cally's jaw is no longer wired shut.. and her legs certainly have not been either!! Go chief! Way to see what's actually right in front of you! ;D They certainly are doing their part! Oh and the final shot of the marching of the bullet heads --- *shudder* Whoa - good myth.
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Post by Lola m on Mar 10, 2006 23:40:28 GMT -5
Wow. Think of ALL THE FANFIC this is gonna allow for. So c'mon, get the commercials done with, and let's get back with our social update!!!!! In orbit around New Craprica... Ship looks like a tomb. They are getting sloppy. Oh, no, Bill. Not a mustache. It makes you look like a porn star. Though it works with the glasses. "Take care of the lighthouse" "Could" my large white fanny. "Will" is the word. SEE? TIGH knows how to shave!! "If she gives you too much trouble" heee!!! "weekly food ration" 39,192 Ugly wet cough. Lung cancer? Kara does NOT look good with the long.. ooooh, yes she does. Wow. I change my mind. MARRIED?! And Chateau Anders is a nice little tent-hovel. With a LOT of luck. Somebody, start growing oranges to mold.. crap, a lot of their biodiversity was on the Cloud Nine, wasn't it? Ans she sees Tigh and Ellen.. Chief and Cally!! Heh.. Cally's jaw is no longer wired shut.. and her legs certainly have not been either!! Go chief! Way to see what's actually right in front of you! Wonder what the frak happened between Apollo and Starbuck now. Chief is gonna get arrested for syndicalist agitprop.. this is not good. Back to teaching!! You have a responsibilty, Laura. Hera. Oh crap. Man, he's looking more Olmosian each day. Dee's an officer. and still with Starbuck, apparently. And the fit hits the shan. DRADIS contact. It's a whole huge assload of cylons. No SHIT. And you are gonna come back and fight them with what, the clones you are gonna make in the meantime?! Hi, Six!!! They aren't attacking.. they are occupying. This was their plan, this is why Sharon gave the wrong jump coordinates to the last raptor. C-Six! it's her! Yep! C-Eight, and whos' the five (?) in the middle? Oh bantha crap. The odds of them being exactly one light-year away at exactly the right time... They were SET UP. This is more toasters than we've ever seen before. They found Thrace. "Fight em' until we can't" YEP!!! Previews!!!!! That was freaking CREEEEEEEEPYYYYY!!! Creepy and wow and so totally totally totally unexpected and . . . . Man! Too much to assimilate in one take . . .
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Post by Lola m on Mar 10, 2006 23:43:48 GMT -5
Well, that was quite a ride - with an unexpected detour to the planet of doom - as Onjel so aptly put. **nods nods nods** Should have listened to Roslin. Should have actually, you know, figurered out if the planet was a good idea and so on. 'Course, that still wouldn't have helped them when lots of ships went boom. **nods even more vigorously** ;D ;D #claps#
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Post by Sara on Mar 10, 2006 23:52:33 GMT -5
<snipped for space> They aren't attacking.. they are occupying. This was their plan, this is why Sharon gave the wrong jump coordinates to the last raptor. <snipped again> Oh bantha crap. The odds of them being exactly one light-year away at exactly the right time... They were SET UP. <snipped one more time> A very interesting idea--the idea that GalacticaSharon intentionally gave them the wrong coordinates does make a whole lot of sense. However, in that case I have to wonder why the Cylon envoy would lie about how they found the planet? Personally, I'd think they'd want the humans to know that the entire occupation had been orchestrated--further proof that the Cylons really do know best. The only reason I can think of is in order to protect GalacticaSharon from being exposed as a mole, and the only reason they'd need to do that is if she was still on Galactica. No, wait--even that doesn't seem like reason enough. After all, as Greg just pointed out we have to presume they brought another resurrection unit, so why would it matter if GalacticaSharon was found and executed? They'd just pop out another one. True, they'd lose their mole--but why would a mole even be necessary when you have the fleet outnumbered and well outgunned? And why did the Cylons not come in with guns blazing in the first place? Why give the remnants of the fleet that chance to escape? So many questions, so many freakin' months to wait...
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