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Me need nap
James Neutte
Survival of the Fittest
Location: Staff Building, following the counselor
Interaction: Office Worker Craig Superfly47
Correction, populated by assholes and robots, Jim corrected his earlier thought as the counselor appeared, I need an adult.
"Are there any actual people here?", Jim asked.
"Aim high, and may the odds be in your favor."
"Do you sprechen ze American?"
"Aim high, and may the odds be in your favor."
Fuck's sake, end of the tutorial and we've learned jack shit, Jim groaned internally, I really need a damn adult.
"... two were probably too busy wanking..."
"Hey, give me some credit, at least I didn't show up drunk!", Jim fired at the Aussie. Ding ding ding ding ding! Hold up, how did he screw up that time? A look at his imaginary HUD told him they weren't his fuck ups. But Oliver was putting the moves on the counselor, and had five tallies floating over his head.
"Oh no, Oliver you moron," Jim muttered. And he thought Floridians were stupid and impulsive! That was like rule number one for anything with robots; yes, it looks like a lady, no, it cannot and will not put out, that's not what it does, stop trying!
Jim was a bit preoccupied with trying to get an answer out of the counselor and realizing he was no longer the dumbass in the situation to pay attention to his surroundings, but there would definitely be some mapping out to be done in the future.
Salamander
Location: Medical Center
Interaction: Huntertabbysandshark3 Office Worker Craig (mentioned) OPEN
Branne really, really should have asked for someone to knock her out. The second ride wasn't as bad as the first. The third seemed to have reminded her body, "Hey, you should be vomiting, Red!"
So as they got off the second ride, Branne, the trashcan, and a cloud of steam got to know each other.
What was with all the poking and prodding? She'd gotten a physical before signing up, what did they expect to find? Congratulations, doc! You can shine a light in people's eyes and ears! Yes, pupils contract. Yes, clean ears. Ow! What the Hell is with you people and stabbing kids in the neck?
The sound of Stick Boy preparing to get his legs cut off in the most messily painful way possible was a problem. Yeah, he was an asshole and she'd love to put him through a brick wall, but he was about to be mutilated. Maybe it would be an improvement, with his shit legs, but how do you resolve this situation?
Apparently by drop kicking a door and getting bitch slapped by an Android, as Felix demonstrated. But at least Victor wasn't going to be mutilated.
And then the ooze thing introduced itself as Alron. Branne looked at the oozy appendage and back at Alron. A bit of steam came from where her hand and the ooze met. "Branne."
Survival of the Fittest
Location: Staff Building, following the counselor
Interaction: Office Worker Craig Superfly47
Correction, populated by assholes and robots, Jim corrected his earlier thought as the counselor appeared, I need an adult.
"Are there any actual people here?", Jim asked.
"Aim high, and may the odds be in your favor."
"Do you sprechen ze American?"
"Aim high, and may the odds be in your favor."
Fuck's sake, end of the tutorial and we've learned jack shit, Jim groaned internally, I really need a damn adult.
"... two were probably too busy wanking..."
"Hey, give me some credit, at least I didn't show up drunk!", Jim fired at the Aussie. Ding ding ding ding ding! Hold up, how did he screw up that time? A look at his imaginary HUD told him they weren't his fuck ups. But Oliver was putting the moves on the counselor, and had five tallies floating over his head.
"Oh no, Oliver you moron," Jim muttered. And he thought Floridians were stupid and impulsive! That was like rule number one for anything with robots; yes, it looks like a lady, no, it cannot and will not put out, that's not what it does, stop trying!
Jim was a bit preoccupied with trying to get an answer out of the counselor and realizing he was no longer the dumbass in the situation to pay attention to his surroundings, but there would definitely be some mapping out to be done in the future.
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Branne IlvaniaSalamander
Location: Medical Center
Interaction: Huntertabbysandshark3 Office Worker Craig (mentioned) OPEN
Branne really, really should have asked for someone to knock her out. The second ride wasn't as bad as the first. The third seemed to have reminded her body, "Hey, you should be vomiting, Red!"
So as they got off the second ride, Branne, the trashcan, and a cloud of steam got to know each other.
What was with all the poking and prodding? She'd gotten a physical before signing up, what did they expect to find? Congratulations, doc! You can shine a light in people's eyes and ears! Yes, pupils contract. Yes, clean ears. Ow! What the Hell is with you people and stabbing kids in the neck?
The sound of Stick Boy preparing to get his legs cut off in the most messily painful way possible was a problem. Yeah, he was an asshole and she'd love to put him through a brick wall, but he was about to be mutilated. Maybe it would be an improvement, with his shit legs, but how do you resolve this situation?
Apparently by drop kicking a door and getting bitch slapped by an Android, as Felix demonstrated. But at least Victor wasn't going to be mutilated.
And then the ooze thing introduced itself as Alron. Branne looked at the oozy appendage and back at Alron. A bit of steam came from where her hand and the ooze met. "Branne."