At that very moment, it wasn’t terribly hard to understand why someone would blow this place to smithereens. Mike’s bedside manner was downright atrocious!
<span class="mu-r">“Relax, man.”</span> Terminal said in a heavily modulated voice, raising a gloved hand. <span class="mu-r">“This suit keeps it contained, so there’s no chance of contamination unless I breach it myself. Trust me, it's sturdier than it looks.”</span>
That didn’t fill you with confidence in the slightest, but you were at least willing to remove your hands from your guns.
<span class="mu-r">“Terminal’s disease is unique, you see.”</span> Morbius explained. “It can terminate other bacteria, making it deadly to biological life forms and virtually any disease. This includes ‘supernatural’ diseases.
Your mouth fell open and your eyes went wide. <span class="mu-r">“But that means-”</span>
Morbius nodded and grinned wolfishly. <span class="mu-r">“Terminal’s virus can cure vampirism, lycanthropy, zombification, you name it.”</span>
<span class="mu-r">“Makes ‘em easier to kill.”</span> Terminal casually put in.
What will you say?
>”Doesn’t that make him incredibly dangerous for you to be around?”>”Why haven’t I heard of this guy before? He sounds like he’d be a pretty big deal in the underworld.”>”Thanks for not ending all life on earth, I guess.”>”If it’s all the same to you, I’d prefer if he stays far, far away from me and anyone else I care about.”>”What would happen if he tried to infect someone huge like Galactus or Thanos?”>”I can see why he wouldn’t get much work. Who would want to be in the same room with a walking pandemic?”>Write-in.Pastebins:
Character Sheet:
https://pastebin.com/1ZihFYSVEquipment and Gear:
https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAdContacts:
https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s 