Allen shakes the rain off himself as he enters a dive bar in downtown. The grimy unlit dump, lets call it what it is, was still a good place to hide and get a drink.
The warehouse raid [spoiler]was out of town sorry hickory[/spoiler] created a lot of noise so he thought it best to find somewhere quiet to have a drink.
As he sat down at the bar he lit his cigar, ordered a drink, and began to people watch, a quite amusing pass time.
(Closed now)
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The black market notification pops up on his tac-pad, the suit arrived. Allen gets up out of the barstool and walks out to his motorcycle (Closed)
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((It's ok. Keep doing what you do, brother))
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(Also exactly what is the look and scale of the mech suit I bought?)
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((It's about 18 feet tall, and looks like this, except the right hand is free (but can still grab stuff) and it only has one 20mm turret-cannon on one of its shoulders))
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(Lost Planet throwback! I am pleased with my purchase, time to go save some punks from the cops)
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((Yus! LP was my game back in the day. I don't know if I like 1 or 2 better... (Let's just forget about 3...)))
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(2 was amazing with friends)
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((Yeah. I unlocked everything in the game from those box thingies. So addicting.))