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"ALRIGHT FUNNYMAN. RUB THOSE BRAIN CELLS OF YOURS TOGETHER LEST I GUT YOU LIKE A FISH. WE'RE DOWN A VAN, WHICH WILL BE ON OUR ASSES. THEN WE NEED TO HUNT DOWN A MERMAID WITH BASICALLY JACK AND SHIT. MALK TOO. WHAT'S THE GAMEPLAN?"
[ERRATIC] But to be (not) Frank, Bennett's attention wasn't all quite there at all. He is looking west now, fixated by the low roar of the False Ocean. Waves crash against the nearby blackstone beach. In and out, rise and fall. An early high tide... Is this a good omen?
>Let Frank chart a path towards the next District. You trust his foresight when it comes to this planning stuff. (+1 FP)
>[ERRATIC] GO INTO THE MAGIC MAINTENANCE TUNNEL. THE ROADKILL WOMAN CAME OUT FROM THERE. (+1 BP)
>Write in. (FP and BP will be assigned accordingly for these.)
