An Archaic Predicament

Wish it would've lasted longer. And WAY better than its American counterpart!

Minus, ya know, the two-parter factor. Fun Fact: No two-parters this series!

Best... Series premiere... EVER!

Suddenly I have the urge to join the BZPRPG, despite not having the patience to maintain my character. Would probably have someone kill it off anyway.

Hmmm?

Eh. I don't check mine often

Pics?

When life gives you watermelons, something is wrong with life.

I finished a month ago. >=D

Right, and neurotoxin isn't deadly

SSSPPPPAAAAACCCCCCEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!

Dang it, Wotz!

Great. So what you're saying is I should just ignore both sides completely. Or should I do a healthy dose of both?

Those of you helping us test the repulsion gel today, just follow the blue line on the floor.

Those of you who volunteered to be injected with praying mantis DNA, I've got some good news and some bad news.

Bad news is we're postponing those tests indefinitely. Good news is we've got a much better test for you: Fighting an army of mantis men. Pick up a rifle and follow the yellow line. You'll know when the test starts.

Good news is, the lab boys say the symptoms of asbestos poisoning show a median latency of forty-four point six years, so if you're thirty or older, you're laughing. Worst case scenario, you miss out on a few rounds of canasta, plus you forwarded the cause of science by three centuries. I punch those numbers into my calculator, it makes a happy face.

The box can't handle the comments! Lol

The bean counters told me we literally could not afford to buy seven dollars worth of moon rocks, much less seventy million. Bought 'em anyway. Ground 'em up, mixed em into a gel.

And guess what? Ground up moon rocks are pure poison. I am deathly ill.

Still, it turns out they're a great portal conductor. So now we're gonna see if jumping in and out of these new portals can somehow leech the lunar poison out of a man's bloodstream. When life gives you lemons, mak...

Science isn't about WHY. It's about WHY NOT. Why is so much of our science dangerous? Why not marry safe science if you love it so much. In fact, why not invent a special safety door that won't hit you on the butt on the way out, because you are fired.

Not you, test subject, you're doing fine.

Yes, you. Box. Your stuff. Out the front door. Parking lot. Car. Goodbye.

Yes, I do have a copy of the game on standby

Right. Now, you might be asking yourself, 'Cave, just how difficult are these tests? What was in that phone book of a contract I signed? Am I in danger?'

Let me answer those questions with a question: Who wants to make sixty dollars? Cash.

Yes sir, Mr. Johnson!

Another one bites the dust. Hey, I'm gonna get you too. Another one bites the dust...

The above is correct

The pie is a conspiracy.

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