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>Admin: Message W for thanking her for her sacrifice.
>Admin: Message F/Felix about what Sense slipped regarding "mommy issues".
>Admin: Message E/Emily to write up a report about what happened with Fortune last night while we were asleep.
Administrator --> Employee W
ADMINISTATOR: Thank you for what you did. I hope Bill can repair you soon enough.
wennyworrywort: it's fine sir
wennyworrywort: might as well do something useful with my time here hahahaha
wennyworrywort: just take the hit and keep on going like nothing ever happened hahahaha
ADMINISTATOR: Do you need to talk to someone?
wennyworrywort: i'll just hum to the rangers and that should be nice enough thanks don't worry about me.
ADMINISTATOR: If you're not comfortable discussing further with me, that's fine. Take it easy.
Administrator --> Employee F
ADMINISTATOR: What did Sense mean by "mommy issues."
failureisFORBIDDEN: Zeta. I'm not going to talk about that.
ADMINISTATOR: Call me the Administrator while at work. And why?
failureisFORBIDDEN: Unless it is strictly necessary for a work order, I fail to see why it is relevant.
failureisFORBIDDEN: The anomaly was trying to get a rise. That is all. Do not ask me again.
ADMINSTATOR: Duly noted. Sorry for intruding?
You squint at the response. Huh, you're honestly more interested now...but forcing it out of him would probably sour his morale and relationship with you. Best to leave it be.
Administrator --> Employee E
ADMINISTATOR: Shit is going to be hectic, mind writing up a report on your little encounter with Fortune?
01000101: I'M SORRY FOR LYING TO THE HEADS I JUST THOUGHT THE PARADIGM WOULD'VE BEEN NICE TO HAVE
01000101: Oh, that! Yeah, I can.
ADMINISTATOR: Uh
ADMINISTATOR: I'm not going to acknowledge. Just get the report done by the end of the hour.
01000101: Mmh! Mmh! Will do, will do! pleasedontbemadatme
>Admin: Check on B/Bill and Mr. Salt’s progress on repairing THE BIG ONE
You flip your camera over to the two using the antique welder and a few piles of scraps to force the two pieces together.
"HAHAHA! I thought the duck tape would've been good enough!" Mr. Salt slaps his knee. Bill rolls his eyes dramatically. "It's duct, you idiot."
"C'mon! Lighten up!" Mr. Salt tosses two revolver bullets over into a nearby pile. "No need to be so tense, HAHA! Lookin' like Churchland when he enters his twisty turny stance!"
Chattering aside, the sword is in a...decent enough condition. It's obviously two hunks of metal forcefully welded together but you're going to deal with it.
>+2 Revolver bullets added to your ammo supply
>-1 Box of Scrap (one left, thanks to the six scrap you bought from the Salt Shop)
>THE BIG ONE, SEMI-REPAIRED (+1 FORCE, can add up to 4 +1s to any dice in any configuration, can reroll one FORCE dice each combat round. Needs more scrap and time to be fully repaired.)
(just now noticed I forgot my tripcode. Oh well, not deleting the posts to add it back.)
