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"Thanks. Yeah, it wasn't fun."

Quote from: GreatWyrmGold on November 26, 2013, 11:07:23 am

Maybe we should try getting a male and a female so we can mass-produce these things.

Unless we make it autogamic. We have the technology.

Hey, I know what to do when it reaches adolescence: we should give it a double dose of the formula number 34.

+1

This would ensure that there'd be porn of this beast somewhere already, but since the researcher is the only person aware of its existence and he's too busy doing science to draw tentacle bear trap bug porn, the only conclusion is that its very existence is porn. Therefore, it has to be capable of reproducing with itself.
There's no way this plan could backfire!

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((Angel's cuteness! It's over nine! Also, darn, I guess we can't sell to the avatars.))

"What kind of viruses?"

Past

Carl sighs.
"Alright. I was a marine for a scout-ship, one of those little ones that's half fuel and a third engine. We were looking for habitable worlds, or profitable ones, or anything else that would make a solar system in the percent worth colonizing. There was some...thing, some chemical or pathogen or something, that was messing with peoples' heads, making them...I dunno, evil, crazy, whatever. Sometimes it was blatant; the other marine snapped instantly, and started shooting people. Others, not so much; the pilot was caught trying to poison the food. In the end, it was me, the captain, and the engineer. I thought the captain was being affected, so I killed him before he could ruin anything else. Turns out, that's still illegal. Not enough proof that he was."

((I thought that matt was functionally blind to all things not water based.))

Oh yeah.

...Um...He had his sister read it? Maybe he heard it on the radio?

Why are the people I need to battle so rarely on at the same time as I am?

Oh yeah, because the people often on at the same time as me get done fast.

This shouldn't be hard. Break down the door, make a beeline to Jung's inner sanctum, destroy whatever machines are making the Brain Mix Aerosol. Add a sprinkle of improvisation and we're good to go.