Subject: [Eyebrow]
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Posted on: 2015-11-15 21:32:00 UTC
They said this air would be breathable
Get in, get out again, and no one gets hurt
Something is pulling me up the hill
I look down in my red shirt
I look down in my red shirt
('Redshirt', Jonathan Coulton)
(Scene: A lush jungle near rocky terrain. The landing party materializes.)
McCoy: Well, this looks like a safe enough place.
(A huge hole opens up in the ground and swallows one of the men in red shirts.)
Kirk: Yes, Bones, and the vegetation makes a pleasant change from the ship.
(Another guy wearing a red shirt reaches out, touches a plant and explodes. Kirk, Spock and McCoy turn and stare expectantly at the third guy in a red shirt. Spears comes whizzing through the air and one lodges in his chest. McCoy bends over and examines him, then shakes his head.)
McCoy: He's dead, Jim.
Kirk: Well, at least that's over with.
(Who Shall Bring Us Light?, Peter Anspach)
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