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He gets on the phone. "Hey, 'Dog, is 'Ness up yet? Tell her that there is a badass robot in the Starboard Lounge she can rip to pieces if she gets here fast enough."
"Look, I helped," she mutters, and goes back to her sandwich.
man he is fast ... humm ... noticing a sighing and laughing Harlequnne ( she pulls off both in the same time frame well ) ... but more concerned with Ebon angel consuming a wet sandwich covered with glitter what is that going to taste like... these fellow adventurers are to be desired to team with!
noticing the clean up bots are already starting to advance on the damaged room ... they are not going to process the glitter in there recycling deposit holding drum well ... suddenly a portal opens up on the Port side of the Starboard lounge bulk head ... and a bot that looks like a trash container with a whole lot of electronics installed on the its body steps through and starts to magnetically combining the clean up bots into a bigger entity ... while blasting the newly combined clean-up bots with dark energy ... the assembled attack bot starts looking at the stunned patrons ...
I yell loudly "
we better from a team fast
"Y'all don't have to share a team with her."
Then, with a shrug, she carries on eating the sandwich. "Wasn't very good to start with anyway."
As he notes all of the smoke and damage, he helps a patron of the bar get up and mumbles, "This is just like being at home." Then he settles in at the bar and orders another ale.
I look at Dr. Glad and urge him to leave the lounge with all haste.... as we are exiting I signal to Penniguin to pack up "toot sweet" the next explosion won't be glitter... the bar is full of VERY high Proof moonshine. I notice that Harlequynne laughing and Axer staring at a Bulletin board and then starts yelling " I'M NOT A ....." that's all i heard as the whole lounge erupts into flame as the pressure wave ejects us out the north entrance flinging us all outside ...i get the thought ..... " wow ... now i know how fire works feel all ...glittery and on fire....
So Axer had taken to the oft-ridiculed habit of burying his head in a large trench coat whenever he wanted some time alone. This week he'd been trying a large woman's trench coat actually, experimenting with buttons and the fabric texture.. this had provoked his friends into asking all the same old questions he'd gone through with them years ago, when they first found out about his habit.
Axer was comfortably sitting in his soft, women's trench coat, head in the chest area, nothing coming out of the collar, just as he liked it, and was finishing his poster, when, suddenly, a deafening noise filled the Lounge - it sounded like a baby cackling, and then there was a crisp
He then saunters over to the bar and sits, ordering an ale. "My sister says this place has good ale." Robotender 3007 puts an ale in front of the stranger and turns to see that Eulb is staring at him. "Do I know you?" The guy smiles and says, "You must be thinking of my brother. He is a little, er, meatier than me, but we look alike." Eulb looks at the fellow carefully. "You are GladDog's brother?" "Yep, Dr Glad, pleased to meet you."
I reach into my utility belt and take out a small container , i inch round , made of clear crystallized Bismuth, it contains , yesterday's collection of
"Being able to do things like this, really," it says, "Boy, you should see the look on your face!"
Ebon Angel sighs an habitual sigh. "Here, chuck me that thing" she says, pointing at the head. She catches it without the slightest bit of discomfort, walks to the bar door, and punts it down the corridor. From the muffled reverberations it seems it travelled quite a way.
She glances briefly at the collection of shocked, disapproving and confused faces now looking at her, sighs yet again, and points at a corner, where a completely intact Harlequynne is sitting at a table.
On the ceiling.
While drinking tea perfectly normally.
"Seriously, just ignore her. It's easier that way." Ebon says, as she sits back down.
Certainly i'm a lucky hero to have such a Smart Woman who put up with my antics. Adding to the my thoughts... Thank you to my ancestors who set out on this ships Adventure so long ago ... I got such a grate life aboard Justice.
Wonder what the other heroes are thankful for ?????
I set my drink down and look around the lounge and see all the descendants of those heroes that set out on this adventure into space on board the " Justice " how many bad guys have we dispatched and how many more will we in the future ????
is this all its about ?????
It's really good Celebrating GladDog and his new place on of importance aboard the JUSTICE ...??? ... but will he ever fight with us again cleaning out the SRAG's from the sewage processing plant ... or go street sweeping with the likes of just a ordinary hero's again ???
Eulb post_id=3283 time=1493960972 user_id=1424 said:
Sitting at the bar I pick up my drink , cup it in both hands ( as it to warm them ) and stare off into space through the observation window in the Starboard side of the starboard lounge ... " Hey flag does Gladness really need us at all ??? " I feel a hand on my shoulder and the sweet voice i've come to enjoy .... say something about a
PARTY ... and observe GladDog get smacked by his sister. So I jump up and yell " Party at Glad's " I head toward the north door and .... " will .... someone hit the reset button ... on X-307.... Please.
(OOC) LOL Eulb!
(IC) GladDog says, "Eh, if she expends that much energy, it takes her a couple of days before she is raring to go. Right now she is probably sleeping like a baby, and will be for like 16 hours... So yes, she needs us around, even if she won't admit it."
(OOC) Gladness is based on my first Dark/Dark/Dark Scrapper. She always wore short skirts, and she would jump into a group and I would hit a macro. It would trigger Soul Drain, then she would yell "ARE YOU LOOKING AT MY BUTT?" and then it would trigger Shadow Maul.