*audio log 21*
I found out just how much they like to monitor me, cause when I slammed back into my body, I found numerous guns pointed at me, having had my body painted a terrible puke color.
They hadn't seen that I was back yet, most of them seemed bored.
So I hit em with a raw line, cause I was feeling it
"Man, who puked on me? Was it one of yall?"
12 instant gunshots
Light thermal damage, and a good lead snack for me later.
I pretend to have died, and just fell off the ceiling, directly onto the floor.
I even put a couple of holes through me for added effect.
I sat there for a good minute, listening to their radios go ballistic.
It was hilarious to just start laughing, and stand back up.
I creeped all of them out. It was funny.
I said to them:
"Can I not have some privacy? Jeez, didn't have to paint me in puke. I was just maintaining my income, for Pete's sake"
After they all calmed down, they left.
I cleaned myself off, and made a show of eating every bullet through my maw.
Ooooh, I think a tailmaw would be cool….
*audio cuts*
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