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[gotgreenmagic]

Hypothetical situation. Call it an intellectual exercise.

Inmates versus Wardens. No holds barred - everybody's got all their powers, their mad science, helpful voices in their heads, whatever.  Admiral's asleep or out to lunch or just doesn't care, which I'd argue is his default position anyways but my personal biases don't need to be involved here.

Who'd win?

Oh, and if you're going to get your panties in a bunch over me fostering hostility or whatever it is I'm doing, then a) imagine it's just a softball game or something and b) know that you are a total wuss.

[Private to Bruce]

Hey.

[Private to Prefect]

Another lesson tonight?

[Private to Tim]

Hey. I have a question.

Comments

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I have a theory about that, actually. [Prefect replies.] I don't know if you've noticed, but there's like, this activity that a lot of people indulge in, where they just... go out of their way to make my life difficult and unhappy.

[He salutes her with his foil, and backs off slightly as well.]

I think the Admiral is playing too.

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I think you're being a little bit too paranoid if you think the Admiral cares about anybody's life that much. Whatever else you might have to say about the guy, he's an equal-opportunity provider of endless suffering. [She inclines her head.] But really, besides maybe-him and Sylar, who else is in on this?

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If I'm honest, mostly him and Sylar. [Pause, and frown.] And sort of Joker, but I don't think he remembers just how much time he devoted to the game in the past. Kirk played a casual version of it, which Sam also occasionally participates in, there's a surprising proportion of the bears of the universe playing it in extreme mode. The Admiral is probably the reigning champion.

[Then he remembers some more people who are in on it.]

Oh, and O'Brien and Beatty might be playing. I can't really tell yet.

[THEN SOMEONE ELSE!]

Oh! Oh! And the Marquis De Sade! Although, I think he's changed his tactics and now wants to sleep with me instead, but early on? He was really one of the fore-runners of the game.

[Prefect looks grossed out for a minute, then thinking about people with accents who wanted to sleep with him reminds him of Pavi, and he just looks a little mopey.]

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[Shego frowns. She's not even touching the bear thing.] I...really don't think all those people are, like, specifically keeping score on how much they can ruin your life. You're just...kind of a soft target.