"I am, in fact, the ruler of Madagascar. Though which one, I dare not say. Probably Madagascar-17, considering my luck. That place was always quite the hole. Wonder if someone's burnt it down yet. Or at least reduced its surface to a glass desert with nuclear weaponry. Guess I could pray for it."
Pray to the god of nukes, do the nuclear dance. Hope my kingdom gets put out of its misery. Stop everything afterwards.
Your hallucinations fade after you do nothing for a few minutes.
"Shut it down...shut it all...where am I?"
That was boring wait did I hear VR
Casually walk away to the VR machines!
Pull up pants afterwards.
You walk over to the Vr machines. You don't actually get in one or start it up or use it or look at the list of programs available or anything. You just walk over to it and loiter in it's general vicinity.
"S'cuse me Thomas."
Proceed to yank down Xan's pants and throw the ash onto his genitals.
Then run to the Armory and get .45 ammunition.
(We all love Pandemic, PW. 
)
((SHUT DOWN EVERYTHING
Although if he saw this ship he'd probably shut down the universe.))
((He's not any worse than the Prime Minister of China. But it's too late for China. Always.))
You discover that "he" has no genitals! Oh what a tragedy! Now there is nothing to hurl ash onto! Your plans have been foiled! A pox upon him!
You run to the armory and ask for ammo.
"It will cost you a token."
"A POX UPON YOUR BLOODLINE!"
observe the Idiotic Drug Dealer from a short distance away, specifically looking for signs of weakness or sickness. follow him as he moves around but stay out of his arms reach. if he collapses or asks for help, help him back to the infirmary.
if he just sits there and stares at me, go back to reading my book until he starts moving around.
Again
((Yoink, you've got the initiative here. i'm just going to be repeating this until you do something))
again
((Lyra has a book to read, IDD does not, Lyra is going to win a patience contest.
however Yoink might out-patience Lenglon, what with him not posting anything.
PW, am i at least managing to read another story from the book while i wait on him?))
The next story is about the strange effects of time travel on reality and how, the moment time travel is created, it immediately begins to exist in all time periods and basically causes reality to fall apart. Rather bleak.
"huh, Miss, lets get this out of the way, can I have some fags (British terms or cigarettes.), some information and a rating from 1-10 on how likely my death s in the next few days."
Talk to the A.M.
"Hey, I don't care what floats your boat, but I'm not a dating service. Go find them on your own."
"Also, you're probably safe for the next few days, a 3-4 on the death scale."
What the hell is this weapon? When did I start carrying it with me. Hmm... seems quite primitive and brutal, chemical incendiary rounds... what sort of barbaric savage could've created such a thing?
Charles goes out and investigates the commotion.
You walk over to where may is cursing fate about her chosen opponent's lack of dangly bits.
((yeah, I'm quite sick, can't think straight enough to form a reply, and I have no idea what's currently going on, so))
Resume VR. Figure out how much reinforcement the Scout Eye can be given without hindering its mobility.
You could probably give it a layer of sheet metal armor/reinforcement without significantly effecting it's mobility. That would surely make it at least somewhat more resilient.
VR THE SHIT OUT OF MY LIFE AND BECOME A SPACE MARINER. Let's space harpoon a space crab. (I am so making that a game, with your blessing Piecewise)
(Sure, go for it.)
You head to the VR and find a new program at the bottom of the list:
"CAPTAIN TINBEARD'S SPACE MARINER TEXT ADVENTURE!"
You chose it. It asks you to input a name and chose a starting item between a laser cutlass, a tachyon in a jar, an eyepatch or a bottle of Jovian rum.
(We all love Pandemic, PW. )
((Hah, back in the day XP
But really. Loved that game. Wherein you lose because of darn naval ports. The only port...Also, not nerdy :I @GWG))
((Oh, did Lyra get custom clothing or some clothes from the armory?))
((piecewise: Can we get custom clothing from the armory?? This thing has bothered me ever since M1, but I've been held back by the idea of "You must always wear MK suit" and all. Please answer this! And also what kinds of clothes we could wear...just for cosmetic and thought appearance XD))
((Get well soon Leafbarrett! 
))
Feyri looked at the woman, then at the man. The latter being awfully weird and strange given his...unmoving gaze and stance against the woman. She was glad to at least have a response from the former.
"Erm, ok. Excuse me bothering you both."
Feyri checks any other room except the Armory and the Infirmary for May. Meaning: Go Find May.
Also, send in a message to the AM
Hello again ma'am. I've seen others on the ship with a customized wardrobe...could I request the same? Light Blue shirt and a matching pair of cargo pants? Or preferably combats and the usual undergarments, you'd understand.
If there's a cost, could I pay it later? Thanks!
Thinking along the lines of communication, Feyri typed the following (To Lenglon).
Hey there,
This was the person you just met earlier - sword in hand with shield, all that stuff. Anyway, I don't know who you are or what you did to get here, but you seem like an approachable person. Not that communicative, right?
...Yeah :/, just asking if I could know who you are so that if we meet again soon, I could at least greet you cordially. Also, if you've any problem with drug dealers or other filth, don't be afraid to call out for help or send a message from your wrist pad.
Cheers!
You find may in the armory, cursing the AM's bloodline, much to the AM's great apathy. The armory master hands you a bundle of clothing, exactly the stuff you wanted. Yay finally having underwear! No way that will just get yanked down by may in 30 seconds!
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