The A*Team and their bazaar behavior, whoo ha ha!

[valis2]

• "I only fell down half a fight of stairs." Face smiled, then [he - unnecessary] reached up to touch the right side of his face, sorrow filling his eyes. "Unless you don't want to be seen with me."
  
  Might want to get rid of the beta's notes before you post. Just a thought.


• [Murdock:] "And anyone that has to room next to you knows exactly what you two do. Did you know that you have the sexist moans?
  
  and from the same fic, this gem:
  
  Face stared at the other man, his body trembling with rage, temporarily immobilized by his furry.
  
  I swear I did not make that up.


• DISCLAIMER: If I owned them, you would have seen this happen during the series on TV. As it is, they have to live in my mind, along with my friend, Pete, and his cat, Tom.
  
  Sounds like there's not much room left in there.


• There had to have been times when the team could have gotten rid of [Templeton Peck], but they had not – why not? There had to be some reason that the rest of the team was willing to put up with the incessant whining of the man. Stockwell was determined to find out what those reasons were. He needed to know what made these men tick. [followed by tons of discussion with subordinate about Templeton Peck, along with inspecting lots of paperwork to do with Templeton Peck]
  
  In the next chapter of the same fic:
  
  Stockwell had never really taken a good look at Templeton Peck. He had studied his picture, of course, so that he was familiar with what a good-looking man Peck was, but he had never really watched or even tried to comprehend what had made the man who he was.


• [Summary:] After the van wreaks Murdock and BA personility are change by the unknown. I have two ending for this story
  
  One ending wasn't enough?


• Face dropped his suitcases as he tried to stay on his feet, but before he could get himself steady the big man was on top of him slamming him to the wall hard enough to leave an impression of Face's body in the sheet rock, knocking him nearly unconscious, and effectively stunning him.
  
  Dude, are you serious? An impression of someone's body in sheet rock?! This is not Watchmen.


• Hannibal walked into the room and Mr. Dugan turned abruptly. "Hannibal," Face warned lowly.


• Stockwell laughed. "I don't think you'll want to do that when I tell you what he did. You see, Ian killed your son. Stabbed him in the heart. Then he impaled him with a tree branch and crashed his car into some trees."
  
  But is he dead?


• In a low scared voice, he snarled, "Get away from me!" And he broke free of the grip and shoved the man away.
  
  "Hey Face! Take it easy," Hannibal said while recovering from the bazaar behavior.


• One summary, in its entirety, reads thusly:
  
  Microwaves are terrorizes citzens


• As expected, Face pushed away and was about to protest but Hannibal quickly threatened, "You want to be put into another drug induced stupor?"
  
  Face, take my advice. Do what the man says.


• BA got another chair from the room, pulled it up to the bed and sat down heavily putting, his bright red sneakered feet up on the bed rail.


• "So a crazy, mass murdering, rouge KGB Colonel is on our tail and you've come to save us, Stockwell?" Hannibal asked.


• Face rolled his eyes and got very dramatic. "Thank you, Mr. Conscience!
  
  bwahaha! Love this one. In fact, this might end up being my journal subname at some point.


• "BA!" A dripping wet Murdock yelled. BA looked at the approaching soaked man with surprise before bursting out laughing. "Whoo ha ha! I...you...HAHAHA!"
  
  [Murdock:] "Murdock, Communicator with Animals(tm) is so glad that you find this amusing, but next time you pull the alarm...TURN OFF THE SPRINKLER SYSTEM!"

Comments

[valis2.livejournal.com]

hahahah! Dude, I laughed so much at that myself. I mean, the fic has some good moments, surprisingly enough, but that one line was just too hilarious not to include. ;)

[idleleaves.livejournal.com]

It reminds me of something we used to say when playing video games as kids: "I WILL KILL YOU UNTIL YOU DIE FROM IT!"

[valis2.livejournal.com]

*laughs* Yes, exactly! I will kill you DED. ahahah!!

[idleleaves.livejournal.com]

ROFL. Some things are universal, it seems. LIKE REDUNDANCY.

[valis2.livejournal.com]

Holy cow, YES. And you know what? Some things really are universal. Like redundancy.

*giggles*

[idleleaves.livejournal.com]

For some reason I really want to yell REDUNDANT COMMENT IS REDUNDANT.

*facedesk*

[valis2.livejournal.com]

At least the Redundancy Department of Redundancy would be satisfied.