tracy_loo_who | BSG 4x04 Parody

*waves to new friends*

*waves to old friends too*

...*tries to convert all of you into BSG fen*

Seriously, though, this is the best show ever. The premise is awesome (humans create robots who then nearly wipe out the entire human race), it's got the plot of a beautiful and epic plotty thing, and the characters are incredibly effing real. Not to mention sexy. And if my little display of spectacular eloquence here doesn't convince you, look at this (made by

anastashial, I believe):

*wink*

OPENING SEQUENCE: Twelve Cylon models, etc. etc.

	CHIEF: I stole this eulogy from someone who was actually in love with his wife, can you tell? ROSLIN: This service makes me feel warm and fuzzy. ADAMA: This service makes me want to write crack!fic. ROSLIN: Well, I want a service like this, and you better not write crack!fic at it. Not even about my hair, or lack thereof. TORY: If I'd known I'd have to get up at dawn for this shit, I might not have killed her after all. hmph. CHIEF: My wife died and all I got was a lousy handshake from Tory. LEE: Truly horrifying, that.
	TIGH: How's my pet Six doing? GUARD: Same as ever. Have I mentioned that I hate cyon-sitting? TIGH: You can't see Hera. SIX/ELLEN: The first time you told me that, it was mildly informative. Now it's just a bad pickup line. TIGH: Stfu, I'm out of practice. SIX: See you tomorrow, hon.
	BABY NICK: cries CHIEF: I think he needs changing. doesn't change him TIGH: I'll change him! I need to work on my baby skills; the ladies dig those. croons TORY: Don't feel guilty. Guilt is for humans. TIGH: Do feel guilty! Guilt is for humans. CHIEF: ...I think I miss Sam.
	TORY: You have lice in your hair, dear. plucks BALTAR: Ouch! No, not really... TORY: You have lice down here, too... BALTAR: OUCH! My scrotum most certainly does not have lice on it, tyvm. TORY: Yes it does, because I said so and I'm perfect. SONS OF ARES: crashes party BALTAR: I must say, out of everyone who's ever tried to kill me, you guys have the best timing.
	CHIEF: I wish Cally were here, I'd totally make her fix this raptor. RACETRACK: Let me interrupt you when you're obviously not done yet and take the raptor out for a fly. CHIEF: Okay. RAPTOR: breaks a little RACETRACK: This is so unexpected! Let's do an emergency landing! RAPTOR: breaks a lot
	BALTAR: Who the hell were those guys? I won't be able to sleep till I send them some thank you cards for rescuing my scrotum! MR. OFFICIOUS: doesn't care about Baltar's scrotum BALTAR: I cannot comprehend the idea of anyone not caring about my scrotum. HEAD!SIX: You're not illiterate, Gaius. BALTAR: Oh yeah. The Sons of Ares. Wtf? HEAD!SIX: Old gods die hard. BALTAR: Oh please. Bruce Willis was so last decade.
	CHIEF: Oh look, I forgot to replace the fuse. Oops! RACETRACK AND SKULLS: Remember how our raptor pretty much got obliterated and went up in flames? Well, neither of us got so much as a scratch. CHIEF: Still. I frakked up. RACETRACK: Forget it, you're only human. CHIEF: NO, don't say that! RACETRACK: ...leaves CHIEF: I hate it when people treat me like a human whose wife just died or something. FIGURSKI: Go take a break. CHIEF: Grrr!
	BALTAR: I wanna be a man. HEAD!SIX: Actually, you want to be a god. BALTAR: If you say so. Well, what shall I do today, then? A spot of scene-making sounds fun. BALTARIANS: We want to go too! BALTAR: crashes service Zeus was a serial rapist and I'm not. Thus, me > Zeus. Q.E.D., bitches! throws things MARINES: Notice how we are much faster at apprehending you than we were at saving you last time.
	ADAMA: I'm giving you my favorite book. I am in denial about it having an ending. ROSLIN: That's way too subtle for me. In fact, I feel that now is a good time to remind you once again that I'm dying. ADAMA: Your hair has already died. FANS: WE NOTICED. That was quick. :( ADAMA: Take my arm, we'll go for a lovely walk and talk about Baltar. Should we kick him off the Galactica? ROSLIN: No! I want him close... speaking of Baltar, I wanna go visit him. Bye! ADAMA: :\|
	SIX: Couldn't even make it till tomorrow, could you? TIGH: I do want something. SIX: Tell me more.. TIGH: Do you feel guilt? SIX: ...That's what you want? Don't beat around the bush here or anything. Show me your guns. TIGH: Weapons! SIX: Not those guns. God, you're thick.
	FIGURSKI: What's up, Chief? CHIEF: What is it with this dude trying to be all buddy-buddy with me now that my wife's dead? It's getting a bit creepy. FIGURSKI: Whatever, dude. Frak you too. CHIEF: Frak it, maybe I do need to get some. takes things off while approaching Figurski
	SIX: Look, I have veins. TIGH: And a nice boob, too. SIX/ELLEN: Whatever you want, I can give it to you. TIGH: No you can't. leaves FANS: ...If you're trying to make us squirm with the UST, it's totally not working.
	BALTAR: I'm a prisoner in the brig, yours to do whatever you want with... Have you come to strip search me? ROSLIN: No, I've come to tell you that I'm dying. BALTAR: ...I hate it when women get all weepy. ROSLIN: I am not getting weepy. But you will be if you don't stop making me mad. BALTAR: Ooh, I like where this is going... ROSLIN: You're being released. BALTAR: Well, that's no fun.
	CHIEF: Hell hath no fury like a Figurski scorned, apparently. drinks alone ADAMA: Hey, Chief. CHIEF: So, I threw away my chance with Boomer, frakked up my chance with Cally, ignored my chance with Figurski, and now it's your turn? Frak this life. This is the life I picked, and it's fine, but it's not fine, and this isn't the life I picked. ADAMA: ...Insulting the guy who can demote you isn't exactly smart, you know. CHIEF: Whatever, demote me all you want. I'll make my own club and be the president of it, and you can't join. So there. ADAMA: demotes CHIEF: ...
	LEE: You're being unfair to Baltar. ROSLIN: It's necessary. LEE: We can override you! I say this in a firm voice in hopes of intimidating you even though I'm fiddling nervously with my pen. ROSLIN: You are so wet behind the frakking ears, honestly. Stfu. LEE: If I had a tail, it would be between my legs right now. But in a sexy sort of way.
	TIGH: watches Six/Ellen sleep SIX/ELLEN: That's strangely romantic. And it's just you and me, too. TIGH: Answer my question. SIX/ELLEN: God, you are so frustrating sometimes. I think I prefer Baltar. TIGH: goes into a jealous rage SIX/ELLEN: Come here, let me give you some...clarity.
	GUARD: Sorry, no orgies greater than twelve people are allowed. BALTAR: But I live here! HEAD!SIX: Go in, you won't be hurt. I promise! BALTAR: Well, since you've promised... tries to go in GUARD: clobbers BALTAR: I can see now why not having hallucinations of imaginary friends is an evolutionary advantage.
	TIGH: Get your frakking hands off me! SIX: I've tried to be a good, patient cylon, but I have finally had it with you. beats the shit out of Tigh TIGH: This is unexpectedly good. SIX: smiles
	HEAD!SIX: I lied last time, but keep listening to me anyway. BALTAR: Okay. Even though I don't really want to, actually... HEAD!SIX: Too bad. You are my puppet and I am your master. GUARD: clobbers LEE: I've come to save you, Gaius! BALTAR: Oh, Lee... swoons LEE: This doesn't make me your knight in shining armor. I'm just going through a teenage rebellion phase, really. Let go of my tie and go back to your orgy.
	ROSLIN: Your son has no idea what he's doing. ADAMA: He's practically our son now. ROSLIN: Ugh, okay, don't remind me. Keep reading, yeah? ADAMA: But this is the part I haven't read yet. ROSLIN: So...? ADAMA: So I will now recite it to you. FANS: ...break a little
	TIGH: More! SIX: I'll give you more... FANS: This makes Cavil/Boomer look like Jack/Rose...
	BALTAR: God loves me! And you! He loves all of us! We're perfect! Wheee! LEE: Your excessive use of verbal exclamation marks is giving me indigestion.
	KARA: sleeps SAM: This episode just wasn't complete without an image of me perving sweatily and beautifully.

The end.

In RL news, I am moving to Rochester NY in two days! So begins graduate school, eh?

ETA: BSG toaster video!

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TORY: If I'd known I'd have to get up at dawn for this shit, I might not have killed her after all. hmph.

My scrotum most certainly does not have lice on it, tyvm.

Zeus was a serial rapist and I'm not. Thus, me > Zeus. Q.E.D., bitches! *throws things*

Let go of my tie and go back to your orgy.

BAHAHAHA! Still loving these.

And nice touch actually naming the guy "Mr. Officious."

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