>>12555417http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LtCG6YtM5JUAn animatronic Lampent was being worked on by the rather angry Scrafty that we first met at the foyer. He definitely fits the description that Politoed gave us during his first story, it's clear that his vengeance stirs from his lack of rest and being overworked and whatnot.
[DON'T FORGET TO VISIT YOUR NEAREST INFORMATION KIOSK IF YOU NEED A 'HELL'-PING HAND! HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEHEEEEEE!~] cackled the robo-lamp.
Scrafty just sighed and returned to his work.
That was seriously some Tales from the Crypt tier shit right there.
He heard our footsteps before we could make a proper greet. He angrily stopped working with his nuts and bolts, removed his goggles, and turned to stare at us with his sullen eyes.
"WHAT!? What'dya want?!? What'dya even doin' here anyways?! I'ma tryin' to work on the bots here, and here you are SNOOPIN' about! Who even sent ya down here anywho?"
I noticed how eager he was to shove us out. Did that come from his anger...or something else altogether?
"Captain Swalot's orders, he's sent us out to solve the mystery of the murders going on on the boat. So if you don't mind, we'll be going on with just that then," I made way to go investigate the machinery, but Scrafty placed his mankey wrench in front of me.
"NOT SO FAST!"
Scrafty grunted, "Now see here, I haven't gotten a bit of sleep for days now, I ain't just gonna let folks like YOU snoop around MY engine room and look at things that don't belong to ye, these are MY stomping grounds and I prefer to keep it that way."
"You seem oddly against us wanting to check out your stuff. What? Afraid you might be called out for being a murderer?" I asked.
