*examines personal quarters, which is currently graffitied over and ripped apart*
When I find the jackass that did this... They even took my coupons!
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*walks in as a humanoid* *sniffs the air* I have his scent, I will find him and kill him.
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*a hooded figure is spotted in the corner of your eye, hastily leaving.* *he drops a paint can*
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So no 50% cooking equipment for the corpse kabobs?