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Voting closed: April 07, 2013, 10:34:35 am

[renegadelobster]

"Of course boss, wouldn't dream of it. I still remember some of the things you've taught and shown me."

Alright, using the 8 tokens borrowed from Milno and the remaining two I have, go to Nyars and buy ICH-BT-WE-Pa423 AMIABLE AMBER.

Grab the box and head off to the hanger away from everyone and scan it with the cam-eyes. If it looks like it won't immediately kill me, open the box. Slowly. Don't touch it, just look it over with the cam-eyes.

EDIT: Collect my one token up front for potion #6 to Beirus/Jason.

[NAV]

"Oh, baldy is going to sit back and watch from a distance is he? BULL. SHIT. SOLDIER. You don't just call in a fleshorror and annoy the general over some trivial shit like this and walk away! Now drop down and give me forty before I turn your arms into cake and make you eat them!"

"Yes sir!"
Drop and give Pancaek the 40 best pushups he's ever seen.

[Corsair]

Report to briefing for everyone mission.

[Lenglon]

Cat.

[Parisbre56]

Cat.

"Well, duh, Chatcat. And I'm an idiot in a giant robot. I meant something like..."
Flint took a sip out of his water cup, using the time to think
I don't think you're going to get an answer larger than "cat". Girl can't speak or something.
"You could show me instead of telling me." he said using his other hand to point behind him, behind Gilgamesh's leg.
"Wanna go have some fun?"

[heroguy111]

Go to armory, Buy gauss rifle and gauss rifle sniper conversion kit. go to briefing room and ask to get in on the mission.

[Lenglon]

My fur ripples and changes color to match my background perfectly, the fiber-optics inside rendering me effectively invisble.
I then walk over to the battlesuit and hop on top of it with my padded feet, and finally from up there return to my normal coloration before pouncing on Flint.
"Mrow!"

[Execute/Dumbo.exe]

Now, Johnothan was about to go back to the Breifing room, but he heard a faint screaming down the hallway behind him, so pulling out his gauss rifle, he went to investigate.
What he finds is a towering bald dude covered in tattoos with half a dozen extra arms sprouting out of him and asking another towering body, presumably synthflesh, and another guy, with a human head but a robotic body.

The synthflesh one was screaming about pushups and turning arms into cake and shoving drugs into the extra armed guys mouth.
A small *snrk* escaped him, but he soon stopped himself, put away his laser rifle, and quietly sat down, legs crossed like a child listening to a story.

[Pancaek]

Pan, seeing something in the corner of his eye, turns towards the new person in the room who sits on the floor.

"Can I help you with anything, trooper? Or do you just like sitting on the floor staring like a dumbass in your spare time?"

[Execute/Dumbo.exe]

"Nah, nah, I'm just here for covering fire if this goes tits up or something."
He pulls out his gauss rifle to show all the business he means.
And also stands up so he looks slightly less like a child suddenly shown what his parents mean by taxes.

[DoctorMcTaalik]

Irling approaches Hasala, and requests a 5 token loan. He punctuates the request with a trustworthy, possibly mask-enhanced smile.

[Pancaek]

"Covering fire, right. Because I really need another chucklefuck waving around military grade weaponry in the rec room! I'm starting to wonder wether the HMRC recruited from criminals or special needs children. Now put that gun down, drop to the floor and give me forty, maggot!" Pan yells in the new guys' face, brow furrowed and eye twitching.

[swordsmith04]

"No weapon, huh? You're definitely going to need one on this mission. 5 tokens is just within the realm of possibility, but remember that I'll be expecting these back once you've been paid enough to do so."

Last 4 tokens to Irling Ragnar, plus all but one of my painkillers for him to sell for the last token.

[Execute/Dumbo.exe]

"Covering fire, right. Because I really need another chucklefuck waving around military grade weaponry in the rec room! I'm starting to wonder wether the HMRC recruited from criminals or special needs children. Now put that gun down, drop to the floor and give me forty, maggot!" Pan yells in the new guys' face, brow furrowed and eye twitching.

This guy is insane.
Do forty push-ups, I guess.

[Shaporia]

Zayne walked by in time to see the whole fiasco about push ups and weapons. He listened for a moment.
..Atleast the general guy's motivated. He thought to himself.
He leaned against a wall to continue listening, his hand laser and machete casually at his side.