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The next thing you know, Flag, 'Dog and I are cowering in fear, and Gladness glares at us mercilessly as she goes into the middle of the SRAGs. A Black cloud expands from her body, and the next thing you know, there are SRAG body parts everywhere."
The she walked away towards the nearby apartments, and says, "The fear will fade." Then she smacks GladDog upside the head and says, "Thanks for reminding me about UNCOVERING MY ASS!"
Penniguin, noting GladDog's black and blue eye, says, "Is she always that violent?" 'Dog sighs, rubs his eyes and says, "Only when she's awake." Then he takes a big gulp of his beer... "Actually, she is pretty sweet, unless people see her butt..."
Wait the rooms growing dark and i might say cold ... as i draw my vision from the puff to a Dark ...Black .. Thing ... entering the lounge from the port side i might add , the commanding voice booms out " ARE YOU PAYING ATTENTION " i guess i should but i'm distracted by the presents emerging from the darkness ... she is just so ... SO cute .... with power ... its very distracting. My thoughts of distraction are broken by a crushing sound, follow by a flash of light that was meant to fry ever circuit in the close vicinity not protected by a bismuth ciricterety shield.
Not again X-307 goes down and i see his systems trying to reboot ... i wonder how many time this has happened to the innocent bot-tender... ill never get paid for the last shipment of peach / moonshine I delivered to him.
A Beep sounds form my CEI ( communication ear-implant ) glad i had it up graded with Bismuth shield at the last planet we explored ... " Yes Flagwaver I'll be there soon , is GladDog there yet ?... what a mess his sister caused to poor old X-307 ...those SRAG's ( supernatural robot alien gang members ) invading the sewage treatment plant are not going to fair well when she gets there.... she is pissed .... off ....
"WHO THE HELL TOOK PICTURES OF MY BUTT?!?!?"
She walks up to one of the patrons, and she touches his shoulder. Unknown to him, she used Touch of Fear. The color in his face drains, and he pisses himself. "N-NO! It-it wasn't me, and I won't take another picture of a g-girl's butt e-ver again!
"YOU TAKE PICTURES OF GIRL'S BUTTS? Give me your phone, RIGHT NOW!" He feels like his heart is going to stop beating any second! He pulls out his phone, and she takes it from him and crushes it. It looks like she has some level of super strength too!
She then walks away and with a pleasant, friendly look on her face says, "So, does anyone here have a picture of my butt on their phone?" She sees a few people pulling out their phones, like they are going to maybe mail a picture to someone? That pleasant face changes to a look of death, and she drops her hands to her knees, and then raises them up. A dark cloud forms around her spreading throughout the bar, and then flashes white.
All of the people are aghast! Their phones are just showing a white screen, like they are blank slates!
Then she sees that the robotender has slumped over like he was turned off, and then she sees flashing lights like he is rebooting. "Sorry about that Robotender 3000 X-307."
Then she turns and leaves the bar.
The greyscale clown stands. "She might have had something on under the skirt, but underneath my trousers, I have absolutely nothing. Look!" She whips off her trousers sideways (somehow without tearing them) to reveal...
...absolutely nothing. Her upper torso is now just floating in mid-air. She waves a hand underneath herself a few times. "See? Nothing at all. Apparently y'all find that exciting. Yes? No?" She looks around at the mixture of annoyed and amused faces. "Wow, tough crowd". She dives into one leg of the trousers she's still holding and disappears, which then roll up on themselves into a vanishing ball.
"Hey Glad she has pretty pink underwear .... " out of the corner of my eye I also see X-307 being pinned against the back of the bar mirror with a cloud of dark energy ,and I here a very sad... " BIZZZzzzzz notttt..... aaaagain... nnnnn"
A moment later GladDog walks in. He sees Gladness half asleep at the counter. He walks up to her. "'Sis, you found some good Ale I see." She flips back and nods her head with a little effort. She says, "I went to get yer azz outta bed, but you wernt theeere." He replies, "You know I like to sleep curled up on that plush rug in the closet." She looks at him blankly, tries to nod and then she passes out.
He picks her up and throws her on his shoulder. Suddenly a bunch of photo flashes go off. 'Dog turns and notices she is wearing a short skirt. Under his breath he says, "I hope she is wearing panties..." And walks out to the waiting cab.
Robotender X-307 is back at work, but a small, almost unnoticeable dark cloud is clinging to his neck area...
*beep*... *beeeep* ... *click* ... *whiiiiiirrrrrrrrr* Hardly the paradigm of modern android technology, it takes several minutes for X-307 to reboot. These lockups are more frequent lately, and can be triggered by surges of nearby energy. With heroes everywhere, it doesn't take much to set him off--literally.
Gooood Morning Patrons!
Ah, it seems my voice synthesizer is functioning properly. Perhaps all I needed was a clean reboooo...Oo..Ooo.ooo sppzzztt ...Ooot.
A small spark leaps from X-307's neck and the tiniest puff of smoke shoots forth.
bzzrt... Well then...
As if tiny puffs of smoke were all completely normal, and with the professional demeanor the Robotender brand is famous for, X-307 whirs away to help another guest.
*placing his wristband on the table and makes some obscure hand gestures..."
This, ladies and gents, if I may use those terms (even loosely), is my portable CCT Terminal. Time to whip up a cool looking, evil-doer fighting, city saving, citizen rescuing set of digs...
* looks around *
Uhmm, this may take a while....
* muttering to himself *
Now, what body type screams "SURRENDER EVIL-DOER!?"
* and the fiddling begins... *
"What we need around here is actually
** you do not have permission to see this link **" she exclaims dramatically, pointing at a corner of the room, where a hidden door suddenly springs open...
Then closes again quietly. You'd swear the door was looking at you with an innocent expression, as if it was shrugging and saying, "What?"
When you look round, Harlequynne has predictably vanished.
"How the hell did she pronounce a weblink?" you hear someone mutter.
" Docking- bay ... below ?? " how can one have a below on a cylindrical ship, I"ll have to present this conundrum to " Flagwaver " He'll know .
As reach for the door i here a loud commotion of buzzes , beeps . thuds , and yelling " that's not my order " , other voices "ouch, watch those are...
and other sounds of, ion-charging force fields.
AAAh its going to be a Grate day aboard ...Heroship Justice.
She settles GladDog a bit better on her shoulder and walks out to a waiting taxi, where she unceremoniously tosses him im the back seat, and then gets in the passenger seat as the taxi drives off.