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10-14-2018, 05:53 PM
Turn 3
Ada O'Hara [4]
You expertly whip up a large beaker of Cryox. You ship it through the mail and get a polite "thank'syou" over the radio. You hop into a submarine and prepare to open the door.
Selladore Kaine [5]
You peer through your vending list- there's a submenu you've not noticed before. "NUTS".
Convenient. You press the button.
- Nut, Pea.
- Nut, Deez.
- Nut, Potato.
- Nut, Beer.
- Nut, Do.
The vendor drops all five without complaint.
Granadillo Graves [3]
You whip up a Gin Collins and ping the Captain's PDA. He replies "I didn't order that?"
You insist. He says just send it though the mail.
You place fragile glass full of liquor into the chute and pray.
Kickflip Brozinski [1]
Fuckin monkies you mutter. You whip out the trusty spray bottle and sprits away- quickly forming a puddle of cleaner and vomit that spreads 3 tiles further.
FUCKIN MONKEYS!
Wiggles Wigglesby [2][4]
You toot the MD goodbye on your sax. He flips.
You tuck your tank into the backpack and head over to the bar. The barman is trying to send a cocktail through the mail chutes. Good luck getting answers here.
Down the hall, someone shouts "Fuckin monkies". Yikes.
Sam Eagle [5]
Wrenches fly and welders sing and presto, your borg is almost ready to go into action. Finding your toolbelt exactly where you found it, you pop open the fab's panel. The wires look neat and organised (+1 to your next hacking roll)
Jack Jackson [2]
You look around the laundry room for some new duds.
You grab a hat and click the magic button. It comes out brown. Ugh.
You buy a jacket in similar brown. At least it doesn't totally clash with black. You have a feeling you're still the best dressed, for now.
Charlie Collins [1][2] ...
You step into maintenance north of the bar to find a diving suit. Instead you are greeted by an angry janitor and an unfortunate puddle of yellow-looking, foul smelling fluid. Losing your footing, you very swiftly meet the puddle. That's going to stain.
ALERT: Punch MonsterPunch MonsterPunch Mons has signed up as Staff Assistant [1]
YOU ARE EXPERIENCING LAG, OR YOUR CONNECTION HAS BEEN RESET.
Ada O'Hara [4]
You expertly whip up a large beaker of Cryox. You ship it through the mail and get a polite "thank'syou" over the radio. You hop into a submarine and prepare to open the door.
Selladore Kaine [5]
You peer through your vending list- there's a submenu you've not noticed before. "NUTS".
Convenient. You press the button.
- Nut, Pea.
- Nut, Deez.
- Nut, Potato.
- Nut, Beer.
- Nut, Do.
The vendor drops all five without complaint.
Granadillo Graves [3]
You whip up a Gin Collins and ping the Captain's PDA. He replies "I didn't order that?"
You insist. He says just send it though the mail.
You place fragile glass full of liquor into the chute and pray.
Kickflip Brozinski [1]
Fuckin monkies you mutter. You whip out the trusty spray bottle and sprits away- quickly forming a puddle of cleaner and vomit that spreads 3 tiles further.
FUCKIN MONKEYS!
Wiggles Wigglesby [2][4]
You toot the MD goodbye on your sax. He flips.
You tuck your tank into the backpack and head over to the bar. The barman is trying to send a cocktail through the mail chutes. Good luck getting answers here.
Down the hall, someone shouts "Fuckin monkies". Yikes.
Sam Eagle [5]
Wrenches fly and welders sing and presto, your borg is almost ready to go into action. Finding your toolbelt exactly where you found it, you pop open the fab's panel. The wires look neat and organised (+1 to your next hacking roll)
Jack Jackson [2]
You look around the laundry room for some new duds.
You grab a hat and click the magic button. It comes out brown. Ugh.
You buy a jacket in similar brown. At least it doesn't totally clash with black. You have a feeling you're still the best dressed, for now.
Charlie Collins [1][2] ...
You step into maintenance north of the bar to find a diving suit. Instead you are greeted by an angry janitor and an unfortunate puddle of yellow-looking, foul smelling fluid. Losing your footing, you very swiftly meet the puddle. That's going to stain.
ALERT: Punch MonsterPunch MonsterPunch Mons has signed up as Staff Assistant [1]
YOU ARE EXPERIENCING LAG, OR YOUR CONNECTION HAS BEEN RESET.