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[toxicspiderman]

O.K., show of hands: glad to wake up here? Pour your hearts out so we can go back to the usual fate-worse-than-death bullshit.

Confidential to PP -- I've got your wrist rocket. It's yours if you want it back -- my aim sucks.

-- Sangamon Taylor

Comments

[Disguised, anonymous handwriting as usual]

[perfectrecord]

What an utterly ridiculous question.

[toxicspiderman]

It is, isn't it?

[Still diguised, anon, etc.]

[perfectrecord]

Then why ask it?

[all unsigned but the same handwriting as the original]

[toxicspiderman]

Good question.

[scalyfishman]

Still online, huh? I was going to stop by last night but I got sidetracked by a crazy white-haired guy who turned the hallway into palpitating pink mess. Things kind of went down the apeslag hill from there. Them’s the breaks.

- DC

[toxicspiderman]

After a brief interruption in service, yeah.

Did you ever get your chemistry experiment working?

-- S.T.

[scalyfishman]

Good to know.

No dice. Haven't heard back from the guy yet. I'll be hunting him down though, finding out just where things are headed.

[toxicspiderman]

Let me know if it falls through. I could use a challenge.

[toxicspiderman]

Your hot glue gun. Whatever you want to call it, I've got it.

[toxicspiderman]

Don't worry about it. Long story. It'd be cool to see it in action some time. M90, soon as night starts work for you?