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there was a lot of random shit in pms that made me smile. here's a sampler. the pm chains were also very deep at times. all in all, i played this character > role (mainly since I didn't understand roles oof), but it was a good first exposure to a vldr game. i'm looking forward to playing more in the...

I'd rather it be in mine than Maisha. Bitch would cut a throat stone cold, and we both know it. Just a name of the game, but we'd all rather have some sort of control of our fates, rather than serving as cannon fodder.

I've done that enough in my life. Sure like leading more.

[Peter lets the doc hug him. Over his head, Peter gives Tom a very directed look.] Tom ain't going out with a fight. Neither am I. And fuck if we ain't racing this. [He softens. He worms one of his bracelets off of his wrist and slips it into the pocket of the doc's jacket.] Kid, you've already bee...

Could just move em. Blow the joint sky high.

You're all nuts anyways. Sure.

So the fuck's the game plan then? Let ya'll play cat and mouse until someone dies, then fuck off into the coalition? Cause Joan, that sounds like what you're pushing.

Hey, bar boy. Ran into Pam?

Think the longer we go without a coalition, the more tension's gonna grow. Pam's already put her name down on one. Think it's only inevitable.

Matters if the lady's bashing in skulls over it.

Guess it ain't clear. You CIA, why you saying that Pam was calling you things you don't know jack about?

I don't really care if you're CIA, Mark. Ain't sure why you're toeing the question.

The CIA, Mark? You making a duckload of no sense here.

[Peter glances over to the doc. It's slightly nervous.]

Hey kid, you think that you gonna be okay if I leave you in here? Think these people ain't too crazy.

[Peter raises an eyebrow.]

Terms you don't understand, Mark?

Calm down, Mark. Let's get some blood into you first. Literally. Look, Pam's got no issues with the Doc and I. You all fortify here, since you played Russian roulette with her already.

It's a fucking oatsie in here.

Doc ain't pulling any fast ones. Think he's trustworthy enough.

Don't think we want to keep mark bleedin. Either someone gotta come out with a bag, or we need to buy one.

Ya'll should stay here, including the drunkard. If Pam's runnin around, she'll take you straight out.

Fair on the tokens. Haven't been too worried about it now. But since we got people runnin around stabbing. You know.

We only saw stations when we got here--no bags. Anyone took it?

Looks like we can pick up a bag. We can sort out whatever the fuck happened once everyone is stablized.

We might be able to pool. Lemme look through my pockets.

In the meanwhile, anyone got anything that I can beat the girls off of doc with?

Call you something you don't understand? There some political bullshit here?

Doc, let's head to the Commons so you can get your stuff, okay?

Bumped into her and she was blathering. The fuck you'd do for her to go nuts with a sledgehammer?