Badri Barkley (
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savetheearth2014-04-15 07:23 pm
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[closed] it comes with a toy
Who: Badri (NPC) & Ellie
When: Saturday, April 19th, evening
Where: Thunder Corp's compound in the Dead District
What: An alien offers a titan fast food.
Warnings: None atm!
In typical tourist fashion, Badri enjoys slipping away from the compound every now and then to explore what Locke City has to offer. Yesterday, he discovered fast food.
Tonight, he's making the rounds with a large cardboard box full of McDonald's in his arms. To each of the graveyard shift security guards he tilts the box down (just a little to avoid spilling the drinks, mind!) and gives them free choice of a cheeseburger or chicken McNuggets Happy Meal.
Yep.
Ellie happens to be the last security guard he approaches. By now, his Happy Meal supply has been reduced to one of each option. With a bounce to his step, he greets her with an amiable, "Howdy, partner! Cheeseburger or chicken McNuggets?"
When: Saturday, April 19th, evening
Where: Thunder Corp's compound in the Dead District
What: An alien offers a titan fast food.
Warnings: None atm!
In typical tourist fashion, Badri enjoys slipping away from the compound every now and then to explore what Locke City has to offer. Yesterday, he discovered fast food.
Tonight, he's making the rounds with a large cardboard box full of McDonald's in his arms. To each of the graveyard shift security guards he tilts the box down (just a little to avoid spilling the drinks, mind!) and gives them free choice of a cheeseburger or chicken McNuggets Happy Meal.
Yep.
Ellie happens to be the last security guard he approaches. By now, his Happy Meal supply has been reduced to one of each option. With a bounce to his step, he greets her with an amiable, "Howdy, partner! Cheeseburger or chicken McNuggets?"
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"McNuggets. Thanks."
It'd be impolite to refuse, after all. Especially since the guy has gone to all this effort. It's not like eating one shitty fast food meal is going to turn her into a flabby weakling. Still, she can't quite resist warning him against the evils of greasy salty goodness.
"You like this stuff? It's really bad for you."
Assuming he doesn't have some sort of weird alien digestive system that thrives on such things, of course. Imagine.
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