ITT: We Are Red Shirts

-trips and falls on aforementioned sharp object, dies-

(Apparently was cloned infinite times, so Big Bad won't have to hire other Red Shirts).

So you're Jengo Fett!

(Walks around the wilderness after a shuttle crash, avoiding the local wildlife and sniping off eneies.)) Boo-yahM! ((Dies horribly walking into a claymore.)

Realizing he is doomed Jamdat attempts to sneak away from the battle. He succeeds in escaping and dreams of a peaceful life settling down only to be mauled by the local wildlife.

-Realizes that I am a red shirt and pulls pin out of grenade. Waits five minutes before throwing the grenade out in the wilderness-

Maybe I'm not a Red sh...

-Mauled by flaming kittens riding bears-

So this is the creative assisted suicide thread? Awesome!

(Walks into a room full of claymores and has so many ball bearings thrown into him he's more ball than man now.)

@Looks left, then right@

Well, y'know, fuck. Let's save us some time.

@BANG@

edited 24th Jan '12 2:57:02 AM by doorhandle

Yippy! I got a job as a Elite Mook! Now I am...

-is struck down by a beam sword-

(Sits in on a meeting between the senior staff. They finish with their map of the territories they are going to conquer, and the map begins a countdown.)

"I'll just throw this in the trash."

(He picks up the map and begins carrying it to the trash can.)

BEEP.

BEEP.

BEEP.

(The map incinerates in his hands, and he burns to death dancing and screaming.)

The Evil Emperor: Dinner and a show. Now that was entertaining!

edited 24th Jan '12 5:04:34 PM by Journeyman

Wow! I can't believe I survived this long. Thanks for throwing this retirement party for me. I'm going to play with my grandchildren when I get home. Aren't they so cute in this picture?

-is impaled through the eye with a champagne cork-

edited 24th Jan '12 5:10:33 PM by CompletelyNormalGuy