itp: the future is in your backyard

[theskyenceguy]

[TODAY, a jalopy is headed straight for you! It probably swerves at the last minute and does a circuit around camp, coming to a stop in front of a crowd of politely applauding zombies.]

And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how you convert your standard combustible engine into one that runs on bio-fuel made from corn.

[introoooo. ETA: out for

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[notmakingout]

[jumps out of the way]

Wow, not bad!

[notmakingout]

As it happens, I'm a man of many mysteries.

[theskyenceguy]

Detectives don't like mysteries, you know.

[notmakingout]

Ooh, you're a detective?

[theskyenceguy]

Yeah. Detective Ema Skye.

[notmakingout]

I might have somethin' of a thing for detectives. Ya can call me Raven, darlin'.

[theskyenceguy]

I'll call you something else if you don't stop calling me 'darling.'

[notmakingout]

Did ya have somethin' in mind, Ema dear?

[theskyenceguy]

Detective Skye should be fine.

[notmakingout]

Alright. I hope ta get good use outta it.

[theskyenceguy]

Well, whenever you find a dead body, you know who to ask for.

[notmakingout]

I'll keep it in mind. Ya might have some downtime here, though.

[theskyenceguy]

Not like that's a bad thing, precisely.

[notmakingout]

Not at all. It means ya have time for other... diversions.

[theskyenceguy]

[did you seriously just say that]

[notmakingout]

[the answer to that is unfortunately always yes]

The ones that're allowed here, anyway.