>>6335694>>6335697>>6335970>Grab someone to drive you out instead.You are a KING. You cannot be seen driving yourself around like some prole--no, you need to FIND a prole to go about driving yourself around. Your eyes narrow as you turn from the heavy machinery. You need to find some lump, easy to push around, small enough for you to overshadow..
"Ah! There it is." You hear a voice shout. "Drive her up here, boys!"
You look up to catch sight of an assemblage of construction equipment slowly barreling through the desert, steamrollers and bulldozers and cranes, led on by a handful of mutants in neon yellow and green construction wear. The man at the head is some kind of radish mutant--a lump of a man, easy to push around and small enough for you to overshadow.
"Oh, hey. You're still here, lady. Trying to return the WRECKING BALL you borrowed, huh?" The soft boy checks his clipboard. "Right. Well, I'm willing to overlook the 25 GGs you took for that thigh massage you gave me, but I'm going to have to take the wrecking ball back. We don't have big golden wrecking ball theft insurance, you see."
>Ok, this idiot will do.>Nah. Grab another idiot who will do instead. [Write-In.]>Actually, getting driven by a loser just makes YOU look like a loser as well. Ship out alone.>[Write-In.] 