Now that I'm effectively employed.

...Yeah, let me re-introduce myself. My name is Isaac Clarke. I'm an engineer, I used to fix ships for a living. Shit got weird in my world, but it has nothing to do with here, so it's not worth mentioning much more than that.

I guess I wanted to apologize or something for my behavior when I first got here. ( Read more... )

Now that life doesn't abruptly suck nearly as much in this damn place.

Guess I'm supposed to get a job or whatever the fuck, this is lame. I'm an engineer, if anyone's hiring for one of those.

...Well, it beats shooting the hell out of monsters constantly.

About damn time I located this frequency. I'm sick of being stuck in this fucking room with a blanket for a bed and canned soup. Holy shit.

Any of you people know who the hell this giant robot is? His name's Starscream. Enormous chin, horrible voice that makes me wish I were fucking deaf? Yeah. Giant fucking asshole central. He didn't even give me ( Read more... )