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sixwordstories2015-07-23 10:45 pm
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Today is "your grandma's gorgeous" day!
So y-you're into rotting corpses, huh?
You little corpse loving freak.
You little corpse loving freak.
You still said she's gorgeous, can't - just take that back.
Gross. You totally just called a dead person hot.
I'm pretty sure that's against the law, even trans-dimensional law.
I'm pretty sure that's against the law, even trans-dimensional law.
Are you saying that you think your grandmother was always ugly?
She must have had something going for her at one point, or she would have been an old maid.
She must have had something going for her at one point, or she would have been an old maid.
No. You said she "is" -urp- gorgeous.
They had to be. They made me, didn't they?
But..it's a stupid idea for a day. Really stupid. 0/10.
They had to be. They made me, didn't they?
But..it's a stupid idea for a day. Really stupid. 0/10.
Like I said, I didn't come up with it.
Although I wouldn't say that anything StrexCorp does is stupid, because that sort of thing gets you terminated! StrexCorp is wonderful and great and just the best and highly dangerous!
Although I wouldn't say that anything StrexCorp does is stupid, because that sort of thing gets you terminated! StrexCorp is wonderful and great and just the best and highly dangerous!
StrexCorp is stupid.
[Oh, now he's just acting like a defiant teenager who wants to start trouble.]
I don't even know what they s-sell, but I know it's stupid. If they decided to make today "your grandma is gorgeous day", I know they are -- are run by a bunch of morons that I wouldn't even trust to hand me a screwdriver.
And you know what else is dangerous, Kevin?
Me.
Put that in your pipe and smoke it.
*Kevin just sort of twitches for a moment ask his brain tries to process this, then gives up and reboots.* I have no idea what you just said! Which means it was probably not Strex-approved at all, so please don't say it again.
[Leans forward and just looks at him a bit. Rick is starting to suspect brainwashing. Interesting. He's mildly interested. For science, of course.]
No idea? Like I was speaking another language? Let's try it again..
Strexcorp is full of idiots. Big, stupid, idiots. What kind of a name is StrexCorp anyway?
[He leans back, waiting for a response.]
No idea? Like I was speaking another language? Let's try it again..
Strexcorp is full of idiots. Big, stupid, idiots. What kind of a name is StrexCorp anyway?
[He leans back, waiting for a response.]
More like there's a small hole in my memories!
*Twitch. Blink. He can't frown anymore, but his smile does dim a bit.* Please stop that, before the enforcers hear you. Or worse . . .
*Twitch. Blink. He can't frown anymore, but his smile does dim a bit.* Please stop that, before the enforcers hear you. Or worse . . .
Yeah?
[More suspicion. Very curious, curious indeed. Maybe he should do some tinkering.]
Why's that, K- -urpp- evin? I mean, hole in your memories. That's not normal.
[His tone sounds like there will be..consequences for not answering him.]
[More suspicion. Very curious, curious indeed. Maybe he should do some tinkering.]
Why's that, K- -urpp- evin? I mean, hole in your memories. That's not normal.
[His tone sounds like there will be..consequences for not answering him.]
[ Rick starts digging around in an old box. Yeah, he's totally looking for something to mess up those implants something fierce. ]
Then why you're so screwed in the head sounds like it's partly from ma-machanical crap stuffed inside your skull. Could also partly be from the drugs, happy pills, whatever. Not like I really care.
[..Is that an EMP device?]
Then why you're so screwed in the head sounds like it's partly from ma-machanical crap stuffed inside your skull. Could also partly be from the drugs, happy pills, whatever. Not like I really care.
[..Is that an EMP device?]
If you don't care, why are you talking about it so much?
*Considering that without those implants you have no idea what he'll be like, and with them he's a total lunatic? And that they might not even run on conventional technology, or indeed any technology at all? Good luck with that.*
*Considering that without those implants you have no idea what he'll be like, and with them he's a total lunatic? And that they might not even run on conventional technology, or indeed any technology at all? Good luck with that.*
Science, buddy. Science.
[ Plus, reverse engineering whatever they put inside him? Could be useful. Very useful. Rick isn't a good guy. Lucifer called him the devil. ]
Lemme see what this does. Wonder if -- if you have a killswitch to prevent tampering.
[ He jams the button on the EMP generator, which should generate a pulse strong enough to knock off any electronic devices in a mile radius. Yeah, he's just trying things to see what they'll do to him. ]
[ Plus, reverse engineering whatever they put inside him? Could be useful. Very useful. Rick isn't a good guy. Lucifer called him the devil. ]
Lemme see what this does. Wonder if -- if you have a killswitch to prevent tampering.
[ He jams the button on the EMP generator, which should generate a pulse strong enough to knock off any electronic devices in a mile radius. Yeah, he's just trying things to see what they'll do to him. ]
*Kevin looks at him with mild irritation, then stabs the generator.* You broke my phone. Please do not do that again, or I may be forced to have you terminated.
*Sorry, but whatever the implants are, they're not human technology.*
*Sorry, but whatever the implants are, they're not human technology.*
[ Rick sighs a little at the generator. ]
You're gonna help me fix that. You could have - just pressed the goddamn' button.
You're gonna help me fix that. You could have - just pressed the goddamn' button.
Okay!
*. . . Kevin knows nothing about technology that doesn't involve radio stations. Sorry about this.*
*. . . Kevin knows nothing about technology that doesn't involve radio stations. Sorry about this.*
[ Rick pulls the knife out and starts messing around with the emp generator.]
Go get me the t-t-tools on the shelf over there, M-
[oops.]
Kevin.
[There's a little toolkit hanging around somewhere.]
Go get me the t-t-tools on the shelf over there, M-
[oops.]
Kevin.
[There's a little toolkit hanging around somewhere.]
*He smiles even more and hands them over.*
I wish I could help more, but these things are all so old-fashioned! No inexplicable viscera or blood dripping from nowhere at all!
I wish I could help more, but these things are all so old-fashioned! No inexplicable viscera or blood dripping from nowhere at all!
[He shakes his head and gets to work on the generator. Rick slides the knife farr away from Kevin.]
..Wherever you come from, yeah, not -- not going on vacation there. Surprise you m-morons aren't getting electrocuted from all that blood. Or catching a whole slew of diseases.
I wouldn't call blood dripping a..feature anyway, or high-tech, unless you're a vampire or some shit.
..Wherever you come from, yeah, not -- not going on vacation there. Surprise you m-morons aren't getting electrocuted from all that blood. Or catching a whole slew of diseases.
I wouldn't call blood dripping a..feature anyway, or high-tech, unless you're a vampire or some shit.
But Desert Bluffs is perfect! The suns' always shining, everyone is happy and hardworking, they finally got rid of the blue time-traveling spider deer things . . .
Nope, n-not my kind of place.
All it sounds like is a bunch of corporate sheep, and *burp* the sun here is way too bright as is.
Nothing's perfect. Anything that looks perfect is just hiding horrible things.
Spider deer, though. Neat.
All it sounds like is a bunch of corporate sheep, and *burp* the sun here is way too bright as is.
Nothing's perfect. Anything that looks perfect is just hiding horrible things.
Spider deer, though. Neat.
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