Wednesday, July 17, 2002
| Note: Those of you wondering where the rescue-bot is, and why it's not defending Gav right now should bear in mind that Megiddo is a professional military man, and a life-long bully. As such he knows how to separate his quarry from outside aid. Right now the rescue-bot is fabbing clothing and proper food for the prisoners in this module, and it's a large enough place that Gav and the Megiddos can have a little privacy.
It would be nice to believe that Gav gets out of this with just a 'swirly' or a 'wedgie.' You keep thinking that. Clap your hands, even.
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Transcript for Wednesday, July 17, 2002
Gav-3-H2L-GP4: Back off megiddo!
Gav-3-H2L-GP4: There might be six clones of you, but there are nine-hundred and fifty million clones of me.
Gav-3-H2L-GP4: Granted, they're not here right now, per se, but boy will they be mad if you kill me.
Megiddo: We'll take my chances on that.
Footnote: Note: Those of you wondering where the rescue-bot is, and why it's not defending Gav right now should bear in mind that Megiddo is a professional military man, and a life-long bully. As such he knows how to separate his quarry from outside aid. Right now the rescue-bot is fabbing clothing and proper food for the prisoners in this module, and it's a large enough place that Gav and the Megiddos can have a little privacy.
It would be nice to believe that Gav gets out of this with just a 'swirly' or a 'wedgie.' You keep thinking that. Clap your hands, even.
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