Oh, we lost that lawyer guy? That's a shame, but I don't think anyone needs help getting away with shit 'round here anyway. As for Ainsley...I can respect a man who sticks to his principles. He just couldn't walk the walk.
Anyway, I woke up and headed outside, where the big man Gordon was already up n' grilling. Luthier and Tsumugi showed up soon too, so we had a sizable group for...
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...'cept the above image is fictional, on account of none of 'em actually joining me. Luthier just strolled up to Solus' dead body and chopped a couple fingers off. You don't typically do the whole yubitsume thing with dead guys. Tsumugi was just there to loot the body too, which is fair enough cuz that's...exactly what I was there for. I already copped to taking his gun anyway.
After that I wanted to greet the new boss, so I went and found him frying some chicken in the Staff Kitchen. Wasn't hard to find him when he's kinda radiating killing intent, yunno? Had a lovely chat and some lovelier chicken. I left the room just as poor ol' Saul was coming in.
I left to the set building and passed Draku in the Cafeteria, then Hannibal while I was picking some veggies in the Greenhouse. I heard a door open behind me as I left to the Cargo Lift - somewhere around the south hallway. I found a hidden panel in the lift and swiped my ID card to go down to the basement. Saw the colonel wandering around as I made my way to the Hypertech Kitchen. I wanted to test some of the fancy equipment down there, and I needed to attempt again to save my skin, so I hatched a plan to make a tripwire trap outta singularity spaghetti. I rigged it up in one of the basement hallways before going back upstairs, so you can probably still find it there.
Before I went to bed, I watched an episode of my wife's favorite anime Crime Catch Policure☆ on the Breakroom TV. It let me feel the thrill of actually catching a culprit, unlike this circus. Then I went to the chef dorm, which was flooded up to my ankles, and I start praying to every fuckin' god in heaven that this ain't more piss-
I'm quickly snapped out of it, when some kinda ghost jumps out and scares the livin' daylights outta me! Looks like we got a funny guy, huh. Betcha think you're real smooth, catching me off guard like that. I went to sleep, wet and annoyed.
Anyway, I woke up and headed outside, where the big man Gordon was already up n' grilling. Luthier and Tsumugi showed up soon too, so we had a sizable group for...
RADIO CALISTHENICS
...'cept the above image is fictional, on account of none of 'em actually joining me. Luthier just strolled up to Solus' dead body and chopped a couple fingers off. You don't typically do the whole yubitsume thing with dead guys. Tsumugi was just there to loot the body too, which is fair enough cuz that's...exactly what I was there for. I already copped to taking his gun anyway.
After that I wanted to greet the new boss, so I went and found him frying some chicken in the Staff Kitchen. Wasn't hard to find him when he's kinda radiating killing intent, yunno? Had a lovely chat and some lovelier chicken. I left the room just as poor ol' Saul was coming in.
I left to the set building and passed Draku in the Cafeteria, then Hannibal while I was picking some veggies in the Greenhouse. I heard a door open behind me as I left to the Cargo Lift - somewhere around the south hallway. I found a hidden panel in the lift and swiped my ID card to go down to the basement. Saw the colonel wandering around as I made my way to the Hypertech Kitchen. I wanted to test some of the fancy equipment down there, and I needed to attempt again to save my skin, so I hatched a plan to make a tripwire trap outta singularity spaghetti. I rigged it up in one of the basement hallways before going back upstairs, so you can probably still find it there.
Before I went to bed, I watched an episode of my wife's favorite anime Crime Catch Policure☆ on the Breakroom TV. It let me feel the thrill of actually catching a culprit, unlike this circus. Then I went to the chef dorm, which was flooded up to my ankles, and I start praying to every fuckin' god in heaven that this ain't more piss-
I'm quickly snapped out of it, when some kinda ghost jumps out and scares the livin' daylights outta me! Looks like we got a funny guy, huh. Betcha think you're real smooth, catching me off guard like that. I went to sleep, wet and annoyed.