Join the Security Team!

by wootbot

Wardrobe Malfunction

We need some color correction here.

Hey, Captain! Sorry I'm late! Could not pull myself outta bed this morning! But I'm here now, so let's take care of this strange, mysterious security issue.

"Yes! Let's! Wait... what's with your shirt?"

What do you mean?

"It's green. Where's your red shirt?"

Oh, sorry! In my rush to meet you I just threw on whatever I could find! Wild night last night! Cabin's in total disarray.

"Oh no! This is not good!"

What's wrong? Sorry! I guess I didn't realize the dress code was so strict! I just thought it was, you know, got your badge? Got your weapon? All good!

"Well, yeah... but it's just... Then there's no way to know that you're the one who... um... or they won't try to, know..."

I'm confused. Who's 'they' and what won't they do?

"Well, let's just say, it might be a pretty anti-climactic investigation is all."

Wear this shirt: all the time! Because it's not red!

Don't wear this shirt: around color-blind borgs.

This shirt tells the world: "When a red shirt dies, an angel gets its wings. Or maybe it's an alien gets its lunch. I forget which."

We call this color: slated for termination