Mooby Land, Saturday

[pandora_baddies]

Saturday was no relaxing day off for the Hyperion Corporation. Far from it. A few of the workers trudging along through town into the wooded area were even wearing some heavy-duty construction attire, their mechanical exo-skeleton the same bright, unalarming yellow as the t-shirts of the people in Mooby Land and Taste of Thai

Comments

Mod Your Restaurant (ML 12/07)

[pandora_baddies]

As well as your poor service!

Talk to the Guy (ML 12/07)

[pandora_baddies]

Spend some of that random money you found!

Re: Talk to the Guy (ML 12/07)

[fix_it_guy]

"Subtle" was apparently not in these guys' vocabulary.

Mike stood in front of the counter with his hands in his pocket and a blank expression on his face. Mostly he just wanted a burger, but after the announcement on the radio he was curious.

Re: Talk to the Guy (ML 12/07)

[pandora_baddies]

What, they were completely subtle! Just look at all the yellow. The universal color of subtlety.

The guy behind the counter was giving Mike about the same kind of blank expression right back. After a brief moment of that, he managed a, "Yes?"

Re: Talk to the Guy (ML 12/07)

[fix_it_guy]

Dear Hyperion: If you're going to run an illicit business out of the back of a restaurant, put actual restaurant staff in the front of the restaurant. Signed, someone who's fucking done this before.

Mike glanced up at the menu and sighed. "A number one, medium, with a Coke. Please."

OOC (ML 12/07)

[pandora_baddies]

BEEP.