Sterling M. Archer (
codename_duchess) wrote2013-10-04 03:02 am
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003 ♐ Video ♐ Give me a Boo, give me a B, give me an S
[CW: Discussion of cancer]
[Guess what has two thumbs and is awake, Barge? And guess what’s also reasonably unperturbed by falling into a Barge coma? THIS GUY.]
So in case some of you idiots didn’t know, it’s October, which means in addition to pumpkin spice lattes and slutty Halloween costumes sold on every corner, it’s Breast Cancer Awareness Month. [Archer holds up a little pink ribbon; there’s another one pinned to the lapel of his suit.] Nobody should have to go through this disease, because except for the medical marijuana it freaking sucks. So show some support, guys, wear a ribbon. And if you haven’t gotten checked lately, run through the self-exam or hit up the doctors in the infirmary. I’m sure they’d be happy to help. [It says something about how serious he is that he doesn’t make any jokes about this. Not even a crack about mammograms.]
And speaking of slutty Halloween costumes, who’s throwing the party? Is it BYOB?
[Private; Rogue]
Uh, pub?
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[Guess what has two thumbs and is awake, Barge? And guess what’s also reasonably unperturbed by falling into a Barge coma? THIS GUY.]
So in case some of you idiots didn’t know, it’s October, which means in addition to pumpkin spice lattes and slutty Halloween costumes sold on every corner, it’s Breast Cancer Awareness Month. [Archer holds up a little pink ribbon; there’s another one pinned to the lapel of his suit.] Nobody should have to go through this disease, because except for the medical marijuana it freaking sucks. So show some support, guys, wear a ribbon. And if you haven’t gotten checked lately, run through the self-exam or hit up the doctors in the infirmary. I’m sure they’d be happy to help. [It says something about how serious he is that he doesn’t make any jokes about this. Not even a crack about mammograms.]
And speaking of slutty Halloween costumes, who’s throwing the party? Is it BYOB?
[Private; Rogue]
Uh, pub?
Pub.
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[Archer's off again and returns carrying a common room TV, DVD player, and computer-burned disk, all of which he sets down at Chris's bedside table and begins setting up.]
I have proof on film. Now shut the hell up and watch the movie.
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[But he sits still, watching with an aged exasperation as Archer starts setting up the tv]
The fuck? You're an A/V nerd as well as in full possession of a vagina?
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[Just you wait, Chris. Your exasperation will get even more aged.]
What, can you seriously not use iMovie. And we'll see who's got a vagina after this!
[What follows is documentation of some admittedly impressive vigilantism, especially when you consider the star was on chemo. It goes a little something like this. (CW: gore, torture, death) Archer narrates the scenes and explains non-stop, and Pam may have had something to do with the editing.]
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Holy fuck you look like hell in that. Did you seriously make this? You fucking tool.
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Are you seriously telling me you wouldn't do the exact same thing? Or fail trying? I don't think you got it, I'm starting it again.
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Now shut up and watch again because obviously none of it sunk in!
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Shut your dickhole and watch. The. Movie.
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[Dropping back down against the pillow, Chris pulls his covers over his head, pointedly ignoring Archer]
Go away now.
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No. No, I didn't. We don't get cable here, idiot.
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[His head sticks out from under the blanket, tucking his chin over the edge]
Visiting hours are over, fuckhead.
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