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*peeks in room and looks at cameras* that part your missing is in room 3
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Part? *checks launcher* DAMMIT FLETCH!!!
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THE -blam!- DID I DO?!
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Who took the ignitor from my Shrapnel Launcher!?!?
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HOW WOULD I KNOW!?
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CAUSE YOU MAKE UP THE MAJORITY OF SECURITY!!!!
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DOESN'T MEAN I KEEP TRACK OF YOUR GUYS' SHIT ALL DAY!
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WELL, GET IT BACK!!! THOSE PARTS AIN'T CHEAP!!!!
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YOU DO IT! IT'S YOUR SHIT THAT YOU DIDN'T PUT AWAY!
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GOD DAMMIT!!! *angrily leaves security office, wrestling Ignitor from a Lesser Daemon, then returns to office and shuts the blast door behind me*
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-blam!-ing twerp.
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Asshat.
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*Throws a fireball at your shrapnel launcher and melts it*
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Either you pay for that or I'm talking to the CEO in the morning.
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I don't have money.
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You've got demons. Maybe a couple... Succubi?
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* hands corey a fletch resistant shrapnel launcher that shoots prime arc bolts shot from the most rare and perfect arc energy every seen in existence *
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Maybe...
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Edited by Troop-8: 1/5/2015 10:38:18 PMHa *continues humming HollywoodUndead*