Due to real life obligation, I, unfortunately, will need to retire my character.
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None draws his pistol and blows off the lock. Friend computer gave us a universal
None hangs out for a while as everyone stands around, seemingly not knowing what to do. He stares at Doc as best as he can, and finally blurts. Are we waiting for the floor to clean
None exits the elevator in the order that team leader prescribes and looks around.
None smiles broadly and waves at the GREENS like an excited girlfriend as the doors close.
The stress of anticipation is finally too much for None. He accidentally falls into the bank of elevator buttons, lighting them up like a Christmas tree. The elevator rumbles to life as he picks himself off the floor.
"Killer Clowns From Outer Space" is a great film. Next year go with "Slither" :P Happy holidays, you commie traitors.
None approximates direct eye to eye contact with Get. Thank you friend Get for your appreciative castigation for my unwise quick None thoroughly checks out the bot to insure it is not damaged in anyway. None follows the rest to the elevator, waiting for the team leader to press a button.
Arguing with the computer is
As Get warns None against touching his friend again, Doc clears his throat and hands Get a laser barrel. He continues handing out laser barrels till *everyone except Charles has one.
None drops his Corn chips and kicks 2R-L8 into the path of the grenade. As the grenade hits the bowl of the bot, None dives for the silvery handle. The water spout sends the grenade into the air. None spins with his back to the floor, and his gun firing. All the while, he hopes to ignite the explosive over and away from them.
FRIEND COMPUTER and Glorious Citizen Team Leader! Safety Officer is jeopardizing the stability of this mission by making irresponsible/felonious accusations. Is anyone else hearing a Commie
Just a saying from the murky past, nothing treasonous here NONE except your hygiene and lack of ability to keep your hands to yourself. Enjoy, your CORN CHIPS packaging and lets move along. None watches Corn spew his antisocial attitude with a smile. Team Leader, as Safety Officer, I must state false accusations of treason are Action should be taken before Commie ideas and attitudes undermine the mission and The troubleshooter locks and loads his laser pistol.
None looks in the bag. He looks up and says, What in the Computer's benevolent orders are
None smiles pleasantly at Get. He was able to do something that Get only dreams about. Only until 2R-L8 begs for me to do it
None shakes off his hand and pulls cancerlite cigarette from his breast pocket. He lights it with his FunFun Lighter and takes a long drag. That was
None feels the primordial pull from deep within his DNA to touch the handle. He sidesteps closer and closer to Get and the Scrub-bot. It was only through a sheer force of will that keeps him in check. However his eyes look longingly at the handle. Of course, everyone else thinks his look might be meant for them. Despite his iron will. His hand slowly and surreptitiously reaches out for the silvery siren of porcelain perfection.
Looking at Dudley, None realizes that Corn's ability to preform his duties as Hygiene officer is capricious at best. Or perhaps Corn is actually trying to angle for his Safety officer position...either way it reflects poorly on the Team Leader.
"Oh, not, I love paperwork! Really reminds me how awesome Friend Computer is!"
None happily cleans his nails using his other hand's nails and flicking the sticky dirt. His pleasant smile never wavers as they break up to later reconvene at the Equipment depot. He watches as they leave one by one until he is the only one left. His practiced smile doesn't drop even when alone. None arrives early to the Equipment depot while humming to himself contently.
None extends his hands to collect whatever is offered. He says as if it was a blessing to each item given. Friend Computer loves and cares for Stay All hail friend
None enters late. He looks around with a pleasant smile on his face. He grabs an empty mug and is about to fill it, as the pot of coffee-like drink heads out the other door. He stares at the area. You're not sure where, as his eye is not only lazy but collecting welfare. He drinks deep from the empty cup and lowers it with a satisfied sigh. Friend Computer tells me that my meager skills as troubleshooter are needed
Will I be getting a dossier? or should I just post in gameplay thread?
As long as it's only one |