by Snorb » Mon Mar 9, '09, 4:48 am
Kain: Well, a boy howdy to you, Rolf Eushys! Ah heard you 'n yers were off to Roron Landfill!
Anna: (peeks over Rolf's shoulder) Who the hell are you?
Kain: Mah birthin' name be Joshua Kain, but Ah kinda preferred iffin' you called me Kain.
Rolf: Isn't that a little disrespectful?
Kain: Naaaaaah, Ah don't pay it no mind. So, yew need some help with those varmint biomonsters? Ah don't know too much about 'em, but Ah can bust up some robots reaaaaaaal goodlike! And Ah'm not too bad a shot with a rifle iffin' Ah say so mahself.
Rolf: Hmmm. Hang on just a second, Jos- err, Kain...
Rolf: I dunno, what do you guys think?
Anna: Rolf, he smells like a damned landfill and I don't think he's laundered his clothes in over a week.
Hugh: There's alcohol on his breath, Rolf. I wouldn't want to be around him if he's going to be drinking and shooting.
Rudo: Oh, lighten up, Hugh. That's the best time to fire a gun!
Amy: Corporal Steiner, my personal distaste for alcohol and firearms aside, I must say that such behavior is the height of irresponsibility! Err, medically speaking, of course...
Anna: Amy's right, Rolf. I'm not sticking around some perpetually drunk lunatic with a gun. If he's coming with you to Roron, I'll stay here and practice with my slashers.
Rolf: That... uh, that's fine by me, Anna. Hugh?
Hugh: It would be interesting to see how Roron's environment affected biological development of Motavian biomonsters, Rolf. I'll go with you.
Rudo: Hugh's a doctor, so I think we should be fine with him coming along.
Amy: I'll stay behind if you don't mind, Rolf... oh, be careful, Hugh... *blush*
Rolf: Fine by me, Amy. Do you think you can make some medicines while we're out?
Amy: Well, your kitchen's not quite a pharmaceutical lab, but I'll try my best, Rolf! ^_^
Rudo: I'll stick around home, too, Rolf. Some furlough sounds rather nice right now.
Rolf: But-
Rudo: This Kain guy says he's good with a gun, and I don't have any reason to disbelieve him.
Hugh: Besides, we don't know what else is in Roron. The Motavians might actually have reconstructed disposed robots.
Rolf: I see... well, I don't see why not. Welcome aboard... Kain? Where'd you go?
Kain: Well, hell-o thar, cutie pie!
Nei: Rolf, this man smells like garbage and he's staring at my chest...
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