Some doors were in the way of getting out of the trophy room. Gav decided to test the alien railgun on them. Due to my knowlege of physics I correctly spotted that some amount of flame and noise was likely. Not having the weight, or apparent weight of the projectile and the exact value for "hypersonic" more than that I could not say. Also, too much weird shit has happened and not enough shit has been shot. I encouraged his action. Some high level security nano awesome dragon-fly-with-teeth things menaced us with their proximity. Fortunately they were not awesome enough to be fire or bullet or shotgun proof, or in fact a bit of glue and a boot proof. We escaped on one that damm platform. I suspect there was a localised high gradient space fold in the vacinity, because the map and locations of roofs, floors and walls made about as much sence as miking up a dead whore. Chaz was rather up for going to the orgy room, and, you know, its hard to argue when a girl says that.
I thought while we were there, I would look for some high grade lube, as it could come in handy, for traps or something.
Found a nice big dispenser of it, and tried to apprise the quality by rubbing it between my fingers. Turns out its a bit more than lube, its, erm, motivational. Found a lovely auto-glory-hole, which I quite styleishly filled. Repeatedly. some of the group feined disgust, but I could tell they were actually in awe.
Chaz rather nicely fitted the front of my armour with a more mobile device. I thought better of trying to flick some of the (admittedly now more dilluted) lube on her. Didn't like the look of those hot strighteners much.
A bit of flapping with the platform by the legless wonder later and we aquired some anti gravity nano tech. Most people went for boots, I being more aware of center of mass, went for a more belt shaped contrapction.
So, here I am at the height of our culture with a thinly disguised honey pot taped to my cock and a very nice anti gravity tutu.
Sometimes I think the celestial is trying to tell me something...
A zombie apocalypse in space, as narrated by
Turdius Doucheron
Sewer Technician 2nd Class
Waste Sector 1
Brown Sector
Marauder Of Parth
Cast of Characters and their Players
Turdius Doucheron - Sewer Technician First Class, Brown Sector (Me, Monty, your tireless author)
Skrood Snorgensen - Sewer Technician First Class, Brown Sector (Dave, retired, taken up by Luke)
Gav Munger - Security Guard First Class, Brown Sector (Aidan)
Chaz Rizer - Beautician and Clinic Technician, Brown Sector (Joh)
Boomeron Goregusher - Documentary Sound Recordist, Brown Sector (Mike)
STD-01 (formerly WD-40 until renamed by the computer) - Paraplegic, Amnesiac Medical Subject, Medical Sector but found in Brown Sector (J)
Quold Zhoill - Level 1 Auditor, Engineering Sector (Matt)
Turdius Doucheron - Sewer Technician First Class, Brown Sector (Me, Monty, your tireless author)
Skrood Snorgensen - Sewer Technician First Class, Brown Sector (Dave, retired, taken up by Luke)
Gav Munger - Security Guard First Class, Brown Sector (Aidan)
Chaz Rizer - Beautician and Clinic Technician, Brown Sector (Joh)
Boomeron Goregusher - Documentary Sound Recordist, Brown Sector (Mike)
STD-01 (formerly WD-40 until renamed by the computer) - Paraplegic, Amnesiac Medical Subject, Medical Sector but found in Brown Sector (J)
Quold Zhoill - Level 1 Auditor, Engineering Sector (Matt)
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