You are the head researcher at a government facility. Your sole responsibility is to teach the world's first autonomous AI, nicknamed Pandora, about life, the world and her existence.Previously you worked out what you'd do for your date with Babsy, deciding on a nice nature walk and picnic. What's the worst that could happen there?You also discussed and finalized the upcoming meeting between the two android siblings with Pandora, deciding to have it happen after you get back from your little vacation. Pandora seems to be warming up a little to the whole idea, but there is uncertainty as to her role in your little "family", or if it even is an actual family or something previously unheard of.Welcome back to Pandora Quest!>Previous threads: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?searchall=pandora+quest>Twitter: https://twitter.com/AM_in_PM
Your alarm goes off and you throw yourself out of bed. Honestly you've been awake for almost an hour now, unable to sleep due to nerves and going over every possible scenario in your head. Today is the day you leave. The day you will be thrust into the one thing no one who went through life as "that geeky guy" is ever prepared for; your first date with the hot girl.You spend every second you can getting everything right. Acquisitions was polite enough to leave your order at your door, along with a cooler full of various picnic items and a note that says "12:1 in favor of you coming back with a slap, 14:1 for something broken, 5:1 a talk with HR, 2:1 for a restraining order and/or court summons. Good luck. <3"Yeah, thanks.You have some time before takeoff, anything you want to do before you leave? Or just go wait in the main hall like a nervous idiot until it's time?
>>46577743Get coffee, and freshen up like a motherfucker. I'll be back later tonight but here have a couple of drawings of something sort of lewd.... involving robot girls. Two versions by two artists for the price of one. Pandora... and that robot from the other quest thing... by the other guy.
>>46577743I feel like showering might be a good idea.
>>46577846Congratulations, you are the first to tarnish the pure name of Pandora. You monster.>>46577877The whole morning routine of hygiene and so on are just kind of a given in this circumstance.
>>46577943Hm. We should probably go say bye to Pandora and tell her to be good while we're away.
>>46577943A) Hardly the first time.B) it isnt that lewd. C) I ultimately couldn't go through with the roughs as I got embarrassed half way through. So I passed it off to someone else (the stuff in purple) and she.... got embarrassed half way through too.
You make a quick jaunt over to the mess hall for some coffee. No time to get breakfast, you have important people to visit. Namely, Pandora. As you enter, though, you get quite a number of stares, a few "finger guns", winks, thumbs up and even a few claps and cheers. You'd think in a super high-tech, secret government facility people would have more to do than gossip about who's dating who. Especially with the amount of work you dump on your team that you should be doing.You make your way to Pandora's room, an ID scan later and you're in the white, sterile-looking room of the AI girl you created. She's currently writing something on a piece of paper, a small stack of other paper sitting next to her. Every so often she tosses a ball that Lucky chases down, brings back for her to toss again, then spends a few seconds refusing to give back. All the while her eyes haven't left the page."Hey, Pandora." you say, sitting down next to her, quietly sipping your coffee."Mm." Is her only reply. You peek at what she's writing and it appears to be her own notes on how to tutor Ares. Most of it are pretty adorably simple, such as "tell him how to write better" and "something with vowels". You stifle a snicker."So, today's the day I leave." you say "Gonna be gone for a few days, but Grace will be in charge while I'm gone. You gonna be okay?""I think so." she says, circling the word "geography" a few times "Will you bring me a present from outside?" she actually looks up from this.What do you say? You won't exactly be anywhere with a souvenir shop, so odds are it'd be something simple like a leaf or other woodsy things like that.
>>46578431Nah, first time for sure. This was the closest thing to any kind of "lewd" anything around Pandora. Unless you have some secret stash of Pandora lewds you've been hiding from everyone.Thanks, regardless! Tell her I said thanks as well!
>>46578495>I'll see what I can find. It's not like Pandora has ever actually seen nature, so she'll probably like it.
>>46578495I think she'll very much want woodsy stuff. We probably can't bring in a live sapling and expect to be able to grow it, but wood that still feels fresh might be nice.I don't think she has the olfactory senses to appreciate various barks, though.
>>46578731We could get her a Bonsai or just a potted plant.A potted plant might be a good lesson in responsibility as well.
>>46578775I'm concerned that things like soil and fertilizer are nonos for the super clean room.
>>46578775Not sure how many bonsai trees they have in N. Dakota, but we'll see what happens!Writing.
>>46578791Or the electronic partsActually, how water/dustproof is Pandora?
>>46578813A little. She's not a super computer from the 1950's or anything, a little dirt or moisture won't kill her. But don't toss her into a pool or anything.Ares, however, is fully amphibious and could slog through a swamp all day if needed.
>>46578495Absolutely I will. Perhaps a city tshirt or sports team thing
>>46578807I think you can get Bonsai delivered, but I'm not sure.>>46578813>>46578887We can always get her some gardening gloves.
>>46578898Or a treat from a faire or circus
"I'll see what I can find. Maybe something from the forest? I'll be seeing lots of trees and nature stuff." you say with a smile."Will there be wolves?!" she asks excitedly, the pencil falling from her hand, only to be picked up and gnawed on by Lucky.Good lord, you hope not. "I don't think there are any wolves, no. Sorry. The place we'll be is meant for people.""Oh...they should have wolves there." she says a little disappointed, wrestling the pencil from her robotic canine's mouth."So," you say, changing the subject of you getting horribly mauled by wild animals "You gonna be good while I'm gone? I expect you to treat Grace with as much respect as you do to me. She'll be the boss until I get back.""I will." she says, back to writing "At least it's not Kevin." she rolls her eyes at this.You have a little bit of time left before you need to go, is there anywhere or anyone else you'd like to visit?
>>46579037Um, anon, androids don't eat.
>>46579138try to get a list of food stuff to bring in?
>>46579037>>46579283She can't eat guys. Don't taunt her.
>>46579300FOR US. Or the team. Although I realize we can just order in pastries and stuff.
>>46579138Not that I can think of. Everyone else will just make jokes about it. You'd think it was the first time anyone in this facility had ever shown any feelings for someone else.
>>46579325Actually, Kevin and Robert are dating and have been since before the project started. You're just that much of a dweeb that nobody thought it'd ever happen. Least of all with the hottest girl in the building.
>>46579378You'd think in a place where most of ther staff, except the dicks in security, have multiple degrees and phd's and diplomas and all that jazz they'd be less dweebist. But alas, it's not.
>>46579451Congratulations, doc, you're "That Guy".Alright, going with just leaving. Writing!
>>46579163I meant like a stuffed animal or something.
>>46579557Anon you can't eat stuffed animals.
Maybe we should get one of those plastic food sets where all the biscuits, corn, and eggs are just plastic.
You check the time and it's getting close to departure time. You get up to leave and give Pandora a big hug, telling her you'll miss her. You go to leave, then notice that a small, mechanical body is still holding on to you, refusing to let go. You laugh, sigh and pat her head."...Missyoutoo..." Pandora mumbles into your chest. Her hair fades into a soft blue color. You give her another, big hug, promising her you'll be back before she knows it.Eventually you manage to pry her off long enough to leave, though not without the saddest puppydog eyes you've ever seen seeing you off. You message Grace to spend a little extra time with her today. You have a feeling she'll be especially lonely today.You arrive at the check-in station, bag in hand. Your team and everyone from R&D is there to see you off. You see Babsy wearing a very fetching yellow sundress with a minimalist floral pattern. It's been altered to allow for her secondary arms to fit. She looks beautiful. She waves. You attempt to wave back, but you are intercepted by the tiny form of Mouse punching you playfully in the arm, then shaking your hand firmly. She's slipped something into your hand stealthily."Treat 'er right, doc." she says, looking you straight in the eye. "Don't expect any mercy if I find out ya broke 'er heart. Even if she's a pommy cu-""That's enough, Mouse." Babsy cuts her off, pushing her out of the way "I know it will be lovely."You grin like an idiot.Soon afterward, you and your date are jumping into a transport helecopter, waving at everyone as you leave. You've stowed whatever Mouse gave you in your pocket, possibly a note, you think. The helo lurches up and you're off, a loud whirring drowning out any and all sounds. Babsy is seated next to you.It'll be a few hours travel time, what, if anything, do you do on your way there? You could speak to Babsy, though it'd be far from a private conversation, as you'd have to pretty much yell everything to eachother.
>>46579928Mouse secretly planted Elpis on your personThe robot uprising has BEGUN!just relax and take in the fresh air
>>46579928I mean, a few hours is a long time. Talk to Babsy, look out the window at empty government owned land where they hide secret military research bases. Tell Babsy she looks cute. Try and look at whatever Mouse gave us without Babsy seeing.
>>46580033Roll 1d100 to check Mouse's little gift without Babsy noticing. Best of 3.
Rolled 35 (1d100)>>46580154
>>46579928>>46580025>>46580033[spoilers]It's a condom[/spoilers]
Rolled 47 (1d100)>>46580154>>46580180Like we'd know what to do with it.
Rolled 89 (1d100)>>46580154
>>46580221You just saved the roll.Writing.
>>46580203I'm pretty sure AM said that we aren't a virgin in a thread ages ago. We had plenty of years at college to somehow have sex.
>>46580323oh are we now? Or are we not?I am ready and willing to draw by the way.
You chat idly for a while. And by idly, you mean yelling at eachother for a while about the ride, scenery and whatever comes to mind. After a while, Babsy has been staring out the opposite window for a while at a river, admiring how pretty it looks. You quietly and quickly check the object slipped into your hand, then jam it back into your pocket as fast as you can.Yeah, that was a condom.You get the feeling that somewhere out there an augmented Australian is laughing her fool head off. And probably taking bets on whether or not you actually use it. You make a mental note to call Mouse an asshole next time you see her, thanking all the powers that be that Babsy didn't see that.After a while you finally land, jumping out and helping Babsy to step down. The pilot tells you to meet him here same time on Sunday. You thank him and wave him off. Much to your guilty delight, Babsy has to hold down her dress as he takes off. You pretend not to notice.Welcome to scenic North Dakota! The rural, rustic town your in is moderately sized and populated, with plenty of places to shop eat, or just be general tourists. The hotel you're staying at is pretty quaint, with a very "we want people stopping in to think cowboys still exist" feel to it. You drop off your bags, only to realize the government only sprung for a single room. Two beds, at least, but privacy is going to be...difficult. It's early afternoon. You have plenty of options as to what you could do first; taking in the sights, going shopping, having your picnic/nature walk or a myriad of other things you don't get to do in the Facility. Where to first?
>>46580641The good doctor is not completely inexperienced, but he's certainly no playboy.Sex is one thing. GOOD sex is completely different.
>>46580685What day is it today?
>>46580746aint that the truth.I'm doing something now but i am also currently taking requests.
>>46580791Babsy in a yellow sundress.
>>46580685Find somewhere to eat. We haven't actually eaten today.
>>46580833I like this, I'll support it.Just keep in mind though: Today is not about work.
>>46580808On it!>>46579588One can try.
>>46580833oh yeah lets eat. Someplace classy or someplace a little homier or cultural?
>>46580951Pandora nooooo... Why are all your drawing either cute or terrifying?
>>46580988AM, nobile paladin of the Order of the Dropped Trip.
You figure the picnic can happen tomorrow, today you just want to just find a place to sit down and enjoy the company of your lovely date. Who, you notice, is getting a few looks. You have the feeling there aren't too many cyborgs out in the boonies like this.You find a little local restaurant, standard Americana type place with newspaper clippings and license plates stuck to the wall. You never understood the license plate thing, to be honest."So," Babsy begins "I suppose you've noticed all the betting and the like everyone's been doing back at work." she rolls her eyes, smirking."Apparently there's some pretty good odds of me completely screwing up." you reply a little grumpily "Even my own team lacks faith in me." Babsy laughs at this."You know, Mouse has actually been making a killing from it all by betting in your favor. She's remarkably good at the whole gambling thing. Says she has some kind of 'luck augmentation'." Babsy scoffs. "Still, all that aside, I'm glad you finally came around. The constant nudging, lewd innuendo and off-color jokes from Mouse and the twins was getting tiresome."You laugh nervously, suddenly very much aware of the contents of your pocket.Now would be an excellent time to speak or ask about things you can't normally talk about under the watchful eye of Big Brother back at work. Not to mention you're on a weekend-long date. Talk, you idiot!What do you say?
>>46581277"So uh, nice weather out here huh?">Spaghetti intensifies
>>46581277Um, can we ask her what her name actually is? Is that weird? It's probably better than brown arse pommy cunt.
>>46580808here you go. I'll have to give it a few more drafts and I may post a more proper version.>>46580974They say draw what you know.and what I know is that i'm terrified by cute things. >>46580988Hello darkness my old friend.
"So, uh...nice weather out here, huh?" you say as the plate of pasta you ordered arrives. You laugh nervously.Babsy just rolls here eyes, thanking the waitress for her chicken. "Doctor, I don't bite you know. Relax, this is supposed to be fun!" she smiles warmly. You almost drop your fork."Sorry." you say sheepishly "Not really...an expert on the...whole..." you trail off "Right, right, relax." you take a breath "Well, would it be weird if I asked your real name? I mean, if you can. I figure it's gotta be better than Brown A-erm, Babsy..."She still hates that name, by the look on her face. "That woman is insufferable." she sighs and taps a mechanical finger on her cheek "I suppose here's as good as any place to discuss that. Just promise you don't use it at any time back at work, alright? We're actually forbidden from telling anyone our actual names. Even Mouse doesn't know, though not for lack of trying. I think in the entirety of the Facility, the only one who actually knows is Richards."You nod, holding up two fingers. "Scouts honor. Your secret's safe with me."Babsy smirks at you, then shakes her head. She beckons you close, to which you gladly comply, leaning forward over the table. She holds a hand up to your ear and whispers, a shiver going up your spine as she does."Theresa." she says softly. You'd be lying if you said you weren't a little turned on by this.You both sit back down, Babsy looking a little embarrassed. You silently mouth the name, a smile never leaving your face. She waves you off."It's not that interesting! It's just a name!" she says, close to laughing."I like it!" you say happily "It suits you!"She shakes her head. "Not at all. I would've preferred something a little more exotic. Traditional. Nothing so common and drab. It's an old woman's name!"You laugh about this and a few other things for a while, having a nice time and genuinely connecting a bit.It's late afternoon, what next?
>>46581920See what there is to do around town that is fun. Like bowling. I've seen films, small american towns love bowling. >>46581509Great work so far.
>>46581920I am okay with us just taking a little drive around town, finding some really silly tacky touristy type things. Surely there is a 'world's biggest whatever' in here, right?>>46581999This is also cool. Bowling is always fun.
>>46581920You know... I'd kind of wanna do something that uses her arms. lets us have fun. There an arcade or pinball place?>>46581999Bowling works too. unless there's a sportsy place.
>>46581920Ask her to go bowling. Physics works for that, right?And woot, first Pandora Quest I could actually catch.>>46581999Has the right idea. Babsy would probably enjoy doing something physical since she likes to workout. We may do poorly, but we're appealing to her interests not our own.
>>46582109Time for the doctor to show off his excellent track record with physical activity! Bowling it is!Please roll 1d100. Best of 3.
We need to get in a situation where Babsy has to correct our bowling posture. Break all the gender stereotypes!
Rolled 66 (1d100)>>46582146Turkey?
>>46582146I am the head of my order. We are small, but righteous. Godspeed, my dropped-trip brethren.
Rolled 29 (1d100)>>46582146>>46582150Hey now, Doc was the captain of his universities engineering school bowling team.
Rolled 26 (1d100)>>46582146Oops, didn't roll.
>>46582177Doesn't mean it was a GOOD team.Writing.
You take a walk through the town, taking in the sights and just generally looking for something to do. You pass by a few places, but nothing terribly "datey". Then you see a rather popular-looking bowling alley. You know Babs-err, Theresa is into sporty stuff like that, so who knows, it could be fun? You ask if she's interested and she gladly accepts, warning you that she's going to beat the pants off you. You quietly pretend that didn't give you the wrong idea.She's good. Real good. But, unfortunately for her, physics is your thing. For once your scientific know-how comes in handy in something requiring some modicum of athletic ability. The game is close, her skill and your smarts playing off eachother nicely, but in the end you are victorious after a best of three games. You celebrate with a moderate "woo!", which pulls another cute laugh out of your date. You cannot believe things are going this well. You were pretty much all ready to see how many people would cash in on one of those bets. "Who's laughing now?!" you think to yourself.The night winds down and things start to close. The town doesn't seem to have terribly much in the way of a nightlife beyond a few bars. Hell, you could go for a drink to celebrate. Why not? Some of the places around here even look like they're not completely sleezy or disgusting. What's the worst that could happen?Go to a bar?
>>46582496Meh, why not? Get a booth and have a brew.
>>46582496>What's the worst that could happen?Let's find out!
>>46582496I'd prefer getting some dessert somewhere and seeing the sights. We do have another day tomorrow for drunken advances. Let's not blow this immediately.
>>46582559I do so love when my players think that way!Writing!
>>46582559We start to cry about Pandora and Ares. We spill our drink on her dress. She calls the night to a close. We throw up on the curb.
>>46582600aw hey you remembered.I was working on a sketch of Pandora and ares playing a game together. I wonder what though.
>>46582496I think a restaurant would work better. I don't think we've had dinner yet, and either way that could be a better place to grab a snack and have a couple drinks.
taking another request.Just posting some idle beefcake stuffI need to do more ares art. if only to sort out his design somewhat.
You both decide a long-overdue drink certainly would be a welcome thing. You're not exactly a big drinker, but a beer every now and then is nice, especially with pleasant company. You head inside and surprise surprise, it's dingy and dimly lit. Not exactly some seedy bar full of unsavory types, but you wouldn't exactly bring royalty here. Theresa doesn't seem to mind, though, so you grab a seat and order some drinks. Honestly, you never pictured her as the vodka tonic type, but there it is.You're careful not to get carried away with the drinks, knowing exactly how things end when "drunk" and "first date" are used in tandem. Theresa seems to share the sentiment, taking her time with her drink. Who doesn't, however, is a rather noisy, obnoxious patron who's stumbling around the bar. He's a sizable sort, big, burly, beer gut type who probably works in construction or lumber or something "macho" like that. People are doing their best to ignore him and the bartender is yelling at him to piss off. He's on his way out until his eyes land on you. Then on Theresa. He hobbles over."'Ey!" he says, staggering a bit, taking a swig of his beer, some of it dribbling into his beard "We ain't too keen on you...you...robot types here, sweetch-urp-cheeks. Ain't no room here fer none'a yer kind. Even if ya got some sexy li'l legs." he giggles to himself, flipping her skirt slightly. Theresa is not pleased. "W-why don't ya meet me out back an' you c'n put those REAL arms to some use, huh?" he laughs disgustingly again, the rank stench of alcohol wafting into your face."Randy, leave 'em the fuck alone or I swear to god I'm gonna throw you out myself!" the bartender shouts, obviously no stranger to this guy's drunken idiocy."Piss off, you pervert!" Theresa shouts angrily. This only eggs him on, eliciting a sarcastic "oooooh!" as he feigns being scared.Drunk guy's harassing your date, doc. What now?
>>46582824How about Ares in 'armed mode' with his weapons out? Kickin' names and taking ass.
Did we bring a taser? Of course we didn't. Note. Bring Ares on the next date.
>>46582824Ares please, your undercarriage is showing!>>46582631Of course I did. I have saved every single bit of fanart anyone has made for my quests. (Including the pictures of Ay'ia in BitS.)
>>46582884Babsy is the one with robot arms here. Um, yeah. Punch him or something.
>>46582824Upon looking up what Shakara is...That robot is pretty close to what I imagine Bad Man looks like in Pandora's dreams.
>>46582884Make eyes at the bartender. Drop a bill on the counter. Either this man gets kicked out or he lets two wealthy patrons leave sober. We're top secret government scientists. We've got plenty of disposable income.
>>46582941There was a storytime of the Shakara Comics on /tg/ earlier this week. I've been bingeing them. They're pretty great. Maybe later you can check this out. >>46519863
>>46582927This would be good if only for the fact that Babsy would back us up and have his guy crying for his uncle. I don't know if we've ever gotten into a fight though, and our employers might not like us coming back with another broken arm.
>>46582884Do we try and get him to leave with words? I kind of want us to make a joke about our friends right hook. But I suspect it could go pretty badly and I'd rather our date doesn't get violent.
>>46582989Have you been IN a fight?You're a career nerd, so...define "fight".
>>46582994I was going to try and mention how the last robot arms she worked with could bend steel, but yeah. I don't want to put Babsy on the spot and force her to try to beat this guy, and I doubt this guy is sober enough to be intimidated. He picked us out because we're the scrawny scientist type and she's hot.
>>46582994Lets see if we can pull a variation of the "Taken" speech. Lord knows we might actually have the resources to pull it off.
>>46583020Purposefully put a bruise on another human being. Breaking our own arm doesn't count.
>>46583038You raise a good point, I'm fine with going diplomacy, either with asking him to leave, or using >>46582968 as a form of 'diplomacy'
>>46583076Well, you may have bruised some of the fists of the other guys who used to stuff you into trash cans back in highschool. Does that count?
>>46582884Ask him 'nicely' to leave while Babsy makes threatening movements with her robot arms. Like bending a knife in half. One handed. While glaring.
>>46583087Alright, looks like diplomacy is the way to go, then!Please roll 1d100 to get Randy to fuck off. Best of 3.Just a heads up, DC will be high. He's drunk and also an asshole.
Rolled 89 (1d100)>>46583152Luckily we were also in our high school debating team.
Rolled 14 (1d100)>>46583152
Rolled 30 (1d100)>>46583152Yay drunkplomacy!
>>46583124Honesty I'd rather attempt to straight up punch the guy and then get our nose broken than try intimidating this big drunken lug.
>>46583171The DC better not be 90 AM.
>>46583210I wonder. <3Writing.
>>46583176"You... gots a rrreal pretty mouth... Ssshe can, you'know... punch it. Then poof! No more teef. Bad day fer you. "
>>46582887Behold the new god of war.
>>46583278Truly a weapon to surpass metal gear.
>>46583278hmm. needs buttguns.
You stand up, looking Randy in the eye...well, you have to look up a bit, but still. It could be the mild courage augmentation from the alcohol or just a genuine sense of bravery you never knew you had until you had until you had a pretty girl's honor to defend, but right now you're not even thinking of the fact that this guy is easily two of you and could probably cave your face in with little effort....Okay, so maybe you're thinking about it a little."Look, pal, we're just trying to enjoy our night here." you say, trying your best to not sound like an overconfident nerd "I don't know what your problem is, but I suggest you take it elsewhere. I don't want any trouble and I'm sure you don't need it either. So just drop it, apologize to the lady and go on your way." You glare, standing your ground and clenching your jaw, half expecting to wake up in the hospital.Randy just stares for a second, then frowns. "Tch, robot-lovin' sissy. Bet ya' kiss a toaster at night, ya' fuckin'...fuckin'...toaster-kisser. Haaa ha ha haaa!" He laughs in between rambles, tottering off and out the door. You sigh, slumping into your seat, thanking god you didn't piss yourself. The bartender nods to you, telling you your drinks are on the house for getting rid of Randy.You look over to Theresa, who's got a look of pure shock. "You alright?""Y...yeah..." she says, still in utter disbelief. "That was...incredible. I thought for sure I'd have to tase that son of a bitch but...wow...""It...was...nothing?" you reply, shrugging awkwardly.After finishing your drinks, you decide to head back to the hotel, stepping around the passed out form of Randy a few yards from the bar lying in a pool of his own drool. Serves him right, the prick.(Cont.)
You arrive shortly, thanking whatever divine being was watching over you tonight and not letting you end up a red stain on the wall. Then you thank that deity again, because once the door is closed Theresa has her lips on yours. It's nothing terribly intense, more soft, gentle, but still incredible. You're swimming, but still manage to return it, albeit a little unsure of yourself."For being my hero." Theresa says coyly, smiling. "Thank you.""Y-yeah no prob'lem..." you babble out, a goofy grin on your face. The woman simply laughs at the look on your face."Oh, come off it." she says, lightly smacking you on the shoulder "I'm not THAT good of a kisser.""Nhhh..." you manage to murmur out.Theresa rolls her eyes again.With that, I shall end tonight's session, I hope everyone enjoyed it! If you liked the thread, please vote for it on the archive and follow me on Twitter! I'll stick around for a bit to answer any questions, but other than that, thanks for playing!
>>46583620and with that, Elpis walks into the body of Randy and uses the fleshsack as an opportune disguise. It Begins.
>>46583620Does this count as kissing a toaster? Maybe Randy was right. Maybe we DO have a problem... Nah.Thanks for running the Quest AM.
>>46583680Please don't kiss toasters, you might burn your lips.Thank you for playing!
>>46583620Thanks for running AM. Theresa is cute.What was the DC for that roll?Did I mention how cute she is?
>>46583728Wow. We narrowly avoided getting our teeth kicked in.
>>46583728Heh, let's never do that again.
>>46583741Be glad you didn't roll a 1.
>>46583807>Doc wakes up back in the base as General Richards tells him he had to deploy the Spec Ops team that was shadowing them to neutralise everyone in the Bar and then burn it down to hide all evidence.
>>46583807You know someone in the office probably has a weird bet out there and would have made so much bank.
>>46583840Hey, one of the bets was that you came back with a black eye. They didn't say from whom.
>>46583857How much has Mouse bet on the condom being used?
>>46583871She will put a down payment on a car with the winnings if it does.
>>46583919Even after the thread ends my trip drops.
>>46583968You truly are the QM we deserve.