>>5346075>>5346065You <span class="mu-s">drop the mic</span> and <span class="mu-s">grab the canister!
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<span class="mu-s">Sam: </span>"Oh! I know what that is!
It's the <span class="mu-s">Instant Power Armor Canister!
</span> Inside it there is a colony of nanomachines programmed to build power armor parts!
All you have to do is splash the goop on a part of your body, and the nanobots will create a <span class="mu-s">power armor piece</span> that is perfect for your body's specs and needs.
Although, unfortunately, it's one time use. After building a single part, the nanomachines go into maintenance mode, and can only fix the part they already built.
...or, I guess you can also sell the canister for like, 2d6 millions of dollars, or something."
<span class="mu-s">PERFECT! We got our prize, Beetle Borgs. Now all we have to do is leave! But how do we slip away with this thing?
Oh jeez, this is stressful. You are getting stressed. You can feel your anxiety and fear slowly returning. This whole thing happened in some sort of cool guy fugue state, and the fugue state is coming to an end. QUICK, HELP JESSICA PULL OUT! OUT OF THIS SITUATION, I MEAN</span>
