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Silent, mental, deadly, dressed in black, stubble.
AND LOOK AT HIS EYES!!!
hes being controlled by the mysterons, which is even worse! HE IS VOID OF INDEPENDENT THOUGHT! Thus void of human morals and fear
He kills people and smashes stuff with diggers etc.
if the mysterons are so smart, surely they know that Captain Scarlett is indestructible. I mean his theme tune even says it for god's sake!
So why in hell do they keep on wasting resources trying to kill him?!
They're just super nasty.
They're not even evil.
I watched the first ever episode not long ago on tele.
Spectrum finds their moonbase thing and the mysterons are like "we come in peace" but for some reason the humans fire missiles at them.
And how would they know he was indestructable? Do you reckon they've seen the pictures at the start? With the shark.
It gets played before every fucking one of his fucking adventures. You think they might, y'know, hear it.
And if they don't hear it, how come the theme tune always happens before another of their overly contrived and poorly conceived attempts to destroy him.
I mean jesus christ, do they not have a word for indestructible in mysteronian?
He was a bastard.
dunno if this counts but I just saw it the other night and it he was terrifying
that was horrible.
Almost spoiled my dreamy image of him in Easy Rider.
(the one who was little Mo's husband)
A complete nutter.
You are walking along minding your own business. A man appears in front of you. He is dressed like a cop. And the look of blank, unthinking malevolence in his face certainly makes him seem like a cop. The 'cop' says nothing. Then he starts to run at you. You immediately know it's not for a hug. You turn and run. After 100 meters or so you look back - he's still there. His dead, aperture eyes turn your chest to ice. Purely on instinct, you rifle in your pocket for the keys to your car. You get in, start the engine in the fastest time you've ever achieved. You're off! You speed down the high street, jerking from first to second gear. You consult the rear view mirror. The cop is still there, running after you. His shoulders don't even appear to be bobbing up and down. Even at distance and velocity, his eyes find yours. Frantically, you accelerate. Third gear. Forth gear. Rear mirror. He's still there...
human mimicing Cylons are pretty cool.