Well, I'd be damned if I was gonna let him get away!
"LAURA, WHERE'D WE LEAVE TOOKIE? Dammit, I should have just shot him when I had the chance! Scheming little booger!" I kept yelling something like that the whole time I was trying to get out of that blasted duck-pond. I wasn't gonna do the whole run-through-glass-and-jump-out-a-window thing though, so I ran for the front door. Someone got in my way. "Sorry!" Well, was in my way, but I decked him. (her?) Then I tripped over said person, but I was by the checkin counter. What the...Who brought a knife...'Taipan'. Whatever, it works. It was sharp though, and made short work of the dress.
A collective gasp went up, but I guess most people don't expect a bride to be wearing a bulletproof vest and combat harness. (What? I worked for the government, for Zark's sake) Laura was waiting by the door, holding Tookie's hatch open, and I dived for it. "GO! GO! GO! Get a fix on Bert already, let's goooOOO!" That last bit went up a few octaves because Laura floored it. Note to self: Stop letting the robot drive.
Zealot Wrote:Just go play the game and have fun dammit.
Treewyrm Wrote:all in all the conclusion is that disco doesn't need antagonist factions, it doesn't need phantoms, it doesn't need nomads, it doesn't need coalition and it doesn't need many other things, no AIs, the game is hijacked by morons to confuse the game with their dickwaving generic competition games mixed up with troll-of-the-day.
