>>6311998>>6311979>>6311960>>6311902>>6311900You decide to EAVESDROP some more, gather some more intel and all that; can't help but notice something... familiar in that voice, that conceited twang, the whininess, the little tremble when he mentions "management", barely contained fear dripping, dribbles of piss coming out, the sheer dread of having to confront middle management and file a report or be in a meeting and then another meeting and then another and then do the daily scrum and the hokey pokey and the prick polishing and the—
Could it be...
woah woah WOAH THERE SHE SAID IT, SHE JUST FUCKING SAID IT, THE T-WORD, THEY'RE SOMEWHERE IN THERE, WOAH MAMA FINALLY WE'RE GETTING SOMEWHERE THERE IT IS. THERE IT IS VIVA ARRIBA JERKCITY.
Shoot okay should've kept it in your pants, no not Pants YOUR pa— whatever you get it. Our shroud of stealth is slowly dissolving and whoever that is is coming our way, but they seem to be the only thing standing between your fucking FOOD and your poor shriveled up raisin of a gut.
>CONFRONT THIS AYY BASTARD HEAD ON, FUCK OFF WE'RE FULL SPACEFREAK>SHIT, SNEAK HARDER [1D100 DC 78]>RUN AWAY!!! >T SPIGOT I AM THE DICKLICKER GOO GOO G'JOOB [Write In] 