>>5671406Picunrel. Just had nothing to post.>Make Khalga Kali run errands to keep our expenses paid (probably not much)>Rehire everyone willing to come purely for the fuck of it (seeing as we habe no capital)We will deal with details later
>CEOBot goes on a temp-HQ hunt>>5671952Who needs legs, just steal a sexy muscle car with offroad suspension and we're good. Or a ship, because the terrain is very
Venus around here.
>Send the new hirees to look for a scrapyard with beeg rusty vehicles just waiting to be restored**CEOBot doesn't have a fetish for any type of machinery, any rumors circulating about it are punishable by death as per new company rules.
The gas supply was supposed to keep Ex-Boominus alive for the travel... oh wow. Oh well.
>Boomer die.<We've spent a long time analyzing the suit. The most important parts seem to be:
>HiTech or LowTech?>Can the aggressively aggressive scan beam be mounted into the visor?>Does it look aesthetically nice at all>How can a regular-ass person even fit inside this giant thing (need diagram)>Can it punch a hole in the surface of Mars?Now for an aggravated assault on the local powerplayer
>CEOBot and the Ex-Termiboomer sit down overnight to re-design some of the neural spikes>Tell Boomers to blow some AKSG shit up from afar>Troopers use that as distraction to jab some AKSGs with neural spikes to the headDon't need them as workforce, merely to have rats on the inside and possibly undermine their operations with feigned incompetence.
>If that don't work and shit goes bad, the Rippers come in.If they are anything like their neurochemically reengineered mothers, just one should suffice to resolve a small brawl.
>Finally, after a busy and youthful day, Khali plops her dusty butt on couch and watches the weather forecast for the next few days...>ExB crashes the bike into a nearby settlement
Kek, how does one crash a *location*? Did he forget to leave the world map? 