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

Comments

[legally_blond]

[...what]

[legally_blond]

[:)]

Ach, come on, do you really think that's the big issue at the moment? You'll need somewhere to stay, after all.

[theskyenceguy]

...They don't make us sleep in tents, do they.

[legally_blond]

Ha ha, not that I've heard! Though I think there are some tents here and there. Mostly people sleep in cabins.

[theskyenceguy]

There's something to be happy about, I guess.

[legally_blond]

You could stay at the Lawyertarium if you like. That's where Trucy and me stay. Herr Edgeworth lives elsewhere, and I'm not sure about Herr Wright.

[theskyenceguy]

Would I be kicking anyone out?

[legally_blond]

I have no idea. I don't think the place has been full in quite some time.

[theskyenceguy]

In that case, thanks. I didn't really have any other plans.

[legally_blond]

Plans tend to fall apart the instant you set foot in this place, anyway.

[theskyenceguy]

I've noticed.

[STUPID SNACKOOOOOOS]