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[wirsinddiejager]

[Alan looks terrible, like he hasn't slept for a couple of days. (That would be because he hasn't.) He's still feeling nervous about bringing up the scorpion encounter and potentially having to mention his weird outburst, but he figures the network should know about it. Might as well do it now, when he's too tired to care much.]

Uh, hey. There was this big purple scorpion...thing running around the other night? It stung people and made them laugh like morons for hours.

[He yawns and rubs at his eyes, then takes a sip of coffee.]

Anyway, it was following Octavia and she led it to my house because for some reason she thought I might have a gun and, uh, we killed it. Together. It was a team effort. Go us.

That's pretty much it, just though you guys might want to hear about it.

Comments

[enrages]

what if he starts talking????
do you know how awesome that would be?
oh man, what would he even say??

[hollowleg]

well that would mean he's either part of the numbers club or... had his vocal chords infested with grues.

he'd probably say what a great owner you are and... that he wants some bacon.

[enrages]

i'd give him bacon.

[hollowleg]

alright.

so you're ok now yes

[enrages]

only if you never talk shit about my pupnik ever again.

[hollowleg]

you have to promise me you won't do something dumb like duct tape a gun to your dog first. Deal?

[enrages]

finnnnnnnnnneeeeeeee

[hollowleg]

ok then we have an accord. :)