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We were shooting a music video. I was the Krogan Soldier in a group of combat specialists. The script called for us to walk through the mission at a brisk pace, because we were too cool to run or take cover. Leading the group was a cute Italian teenager doing the Chicken Dance. Every time enemies appeared, I threw a pair of Inferno Grenades at them, and the group kept on walking as they burned to a crisp.
At the end there was a weird egg-shaped alien who put his head down and charged at me. Eggs are indestructible from that angle, you know. Someone in the group hit it with Stasis. I pressed the Purge Button on my forearm, and smashed its face in with my Claymore. This resulted in a rip in the space-time continuum, as every blow created a larger and larger hole in its head, filled with an empty blackness of absolutely nothing. I could stick my hand inside and watch it vanish, then withdraw it and it was fine. That was a fun trick.
Then I arrived offset at the cafeteria. Some drama was happening with some human woman in her early 20's. I didn't know what the drama was, and I didn't care. I stood in front of her table, looked down at her, and addressed the cafeteria:
"Awwww, do you have feelings, little girl?" She nodded yes at me.
"Awwww, do they hurt?" She nodded yes at me.
"Do they hurt as much as... THIS?" I fired a Cobra Missile at her. She instantly disintegrated into a smouldering pile of ash. I looked around the room.
"Huh... I guess that didn't hurt at all!" Cafeteria-wide laughter ensued, and I woke up.
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