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10-29-2018, 04:22 PM
(This post was last modified: 10-29-2018, 04:24 PM by warcrimes. Edited 1 time in total.)
This is a nice one.
Jack Jackson [5] and Adrian Clarke [6] VS THE HOS [5]
Jack Jackson is alerted to some difficulty in security and zips over to find Adrian and the HoS in an argument.
You whip out a scanner and make some beeping sounds and declare: "Head of Security sir! You have nanomachines in you! Don't worry, a staff assistant is always prepared!"- Adrian Clarke backs you up, loudly dragging HoS back into security. This is enough distraction to zap him with your personal defibrilator.
[3]
The HoS [1] is on the floor, heart stopped, gasping for air.
This is the moment at which you look around you, and notice- [1] there's one more ordinary security officer in here. Your covers are blown. The radio screeches:
[145.9] "We need backup in Sec! Two dudes are beating the shit out of HoS!!
Sam Eagle [2]
You pick up your implanter and continue wandering the halls, or at least you think these are the halls. Could be a bathroom, after all, you really can't see more than 2 feet ahead of you.
You puke on yourself again. In a brief moment of clarity, you're greeted by a voice.
it whispers: i'm coming for you
Punch Monster [3]
You get bored of the trench and hit the wormhole option on your submarine.
how the fuck does that work??
Paf. You're at the sea diner, with your old friends Bill, Don and Jack.
Jack is dead. Odd.
You purchase a coffee and get ready to work.
Ada O'Hara [4]
You collect yourself as well as your new implements, and return to your workstation in chemistry. It looks like you haven't been missed, the place is well-used by now. Nonetheless you recycle yourself a large beaker and set down at a chem dispenser.
Wiggles Wigglesby [5] vs Kickflip Brozinski [5]
Mr Wigglesby dances at Mr Brozinski.
Mr Brozinski dances at Mr Wigglesby.
Excellent.
Both step into the operating theatre with a look of duty.
Both approach the clown.
The Janitor tries to plug a few of these holes in the dude before mopping up.
The Monkey digs around in the holes to find cool prizes.
"Wiggles, can you uh, not? I'm trying to put this guy together"
Mr Wigglesby scribbles something on the clown's skin in crayon:
He's dead, and a jerk.
I take crayons
he has a good point.
Most of the clown's blood is on the floor, and most of his crayons are in the monkey's backpack. All is well
Wigglesby now has access to the full gamut of colors.
Brozinski has a lot of red. A LOT OF RED.
Horatio Jiggles [2]
You poke the crusher.
You have 1 arm now.
Selladore Kaine [5]
You flex again, at a camera this time.
say "; fuck" states [145.9] "nice"
You slam some cannabis seeds into the plantmaster and juice them to high heavens. Organic farming can suck your mighty underwater spaceman ass.
You plant your MONSTER ENERGY™ Presents SEEDS™ Cannabis Flavor! into your remaining plant trays.
Speaking of, those other trays look like they're ready to pick!
*flex
Jack Jackson [5] and Adrian Clarke [6] VS THE HOS [5]
Jack Jackson is alerted to some difficulty in security and zips over to find Adrian and the HoS in an argument.
You whip out a scanner and make some beeping sounds and declare: "Head of Security sir! You have nanomachines in you! Don't worry, a staff assistant is always prepared!"- Adrian Clarke backs you up, loudly dragging HoS back into security. This is enough distraction to zap him with your personal defibrilator.
[3]
The HoS [1] is on the floor, heart stopped, gasping for air.
This is the moment at which you look around you, and notice- [1] there's one more ordinary security officer in here. Your covers are blown. The radio screeches:
[145.9] "We need backup in Sec! Two dudes are beating the shit out of HoS!!
Sam Eagle [2]
You pick up your implanter and continue wandering the halls, or at least you think these are the halls. Could be a bathroom, after all, you really can't see more than 2 feet ahead of you.
You puke on yourself again. In a brief moment of clarity, you're greeted by a voice.
it whispers: i'm coming for you
Punch Monster [3]
You get bored of the trench and hit the wormhole option on your submarine.
how the fuck does that work??
Paf. You're at the sea diner, with your old friends Bill, Don and Jack.
Jack is dead. Odd.
You purchase a coffee and get ready to work.
Ada O'Hara [4]
You collect yourself as well as your new implements, and return to your workstation in chemistry. It looks like you haven't been missed, the place is well-used by now. Nonetheless you recycle yourself a large beaker and set down at a chem dispenser.
Wiggles Wigglesby [5] vs Kickflip Brozinski [5]
Mr Wigglesby dances at Mr Brozinski.
Mr Brozinski dances at Mr Wigglesby.
Excellent.
Both step into the operating theatre with a look of duty.
Both approach the clown.
The Janitor tries to plug a few of these holes in the dude before mopping up.
The Monkey digs around in the holes to find cool prizes.
"Wiggles, can you uh, not? I'm trying to put this guy together"
Mr Wigglesby scribbles something on the clown's skin in crayon:
He's dead, and a jerk.
I take crayons
he has a good point.
Most of the clown's blood is on the floor, and most of his crayons are in the monkey's backpack. All is well
Wigglesby now has access to the full gamut of colors.
Brozinski has a lot of red. A LOT OF RED.
Horatio Jiggles [2]
You poke the crusher.
You have 1 arm now.
Selladore Kaine [5]
You flex again, at a camera this time.
say "; fuck" states [145.9] "nice"
You slam some cannabis seeds into the plantmaster and juice them to high heavens. Organic farming can suck your mighty underwater spaceman ass.
You plant your MONSTER ENERGY™ Presents SEEDS™ Cannabis Flavor! into your remaining plant trays.
Speaking of, those other trays look like they're ready to pick!
*flex