Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26826553-20151225122107/@comment-26826553-20151225144057

26 December 2081, 4:00 AM, Dave's underground bunker, 100 km below the ground

Terminator: Of course, now that everything's in good order, let's put in that last part...THE BRAIN. (inserts the brain into the suit's cranial casing) So, what shall we do with the prototype?

Dynamo Jack: Easy. We burn it down, or we sell it to the junkshop.

Superbean: No man. No. Just no. K put a hell lot of effort on that. It's best that we let him deal with it.

Terminator: Suit yourself! I intended that pun! Here...(throws the prototype suit to Fire Pea) Go on & figure the s*** out. You might be able to craft something...

Superbean: (seals the cranial casing of the suit) There we are...

Dynamo Jack: It's over...

Crazy Dave: Blemblemblem?...BLABBDISWAL!!! (What are you waiting for?...BRING IN THE APPLAUSE!!!)

Everyone in the room: *CLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAP*

(the suit's visor, which was turned off 9 hours ago, once again activated with a vibrating hum, flashing rainbow colors before settling for a vibrant yet soft electric blue)