Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26826553-20151225122107/@comment-26826553-20151225142639

(5 hours later)

Terminator: (on IOS) Sorry, sweetheart, we're off on a secret mission now...I have to go (call ends)

(at the pult's house)

Violet: *sniff* Mommy, is daddy ok?

Marielle: He's fine, darling *sniff*. Darling, I know you like to be an actress like me, but please, no more tears for the night. Our eyes are getting red & puffy...Let's just go to sleep, ok, darling?

Violet: Ok, mom.

(back at Dave's secret underground bunker)

Superbean: Why didn't you tell your wife the truth, mate?

Dynamo Jack: Why question his decision? He made the right choice. This thing we're doing shouldn't even be out, at least not until morning...

Terminator: Uh, Commander Dave, will this guy still be the same?

Crazy Dave: Wabba,wabblaba,wabbadoo. (Well, he'll be the same...sort of. A bit stronger, perhaps better than his old self...Only thing I can't guarantee is the mind. He might retain the same knowledge & memories, but as for the personality...I'm not so sure...)

Terminator: Ah well...works for me.

Superbean: What?! Totally doesn't work out!

Dynamo Jack: Keep your eye on the job. And hey, wrong, wrong position! He won't be able to move that properly.

Superbean: You don't understand, he's my buddy, our buddy, here. If he-

Terminator: Talk to the hand, Clark. We'll find out what will happen in the morning...Now, help me fix this part, will you?

Superbean: (looks at K's coffin, a huge jar full of orange liquid,peelings, & guts) Don't worry mate. When the morning rolls in, you'd be good as new...(gets down to work)