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Jan. 27th, 2006 12:22 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
WARNING: Headspace-dweller related rantage. May contain bad typing.
They're drawing a bead on Flood.
First the Merv, now his 2IC. What. The. Felch. Never heard of "don't shoot the messanger", devs?!
I only heard it from my friends in The Devil's Advocate (the Merv faction I run with), who've run more of the latest critical missions, that apparantly something wierd looks like it's gonna go down.
I don;t need to have two of my headspace dwellers in the gunsights, s'il vous plait. Stop putting a big red target on the back of the Merv's jacket, and don't put one on the Snarky Exile, the Monochrome Metrosexual, the Iceman... It shows up too easily: the Merv can take off his jacket and let the damn thing blend in with the red silk shirt he usually wears.
Sorry, I had to make a lame joke to make myself laugh.
Thus, Flood is in his own panic mode, and considering that this guy is a nervous drinker (ie. when he's nervous, he drinks more than his usual several mimosas spaced out in the course of an evening. A lot more.), he's proceeding to get himself pasted as fast as possible.
They're drawing a bead on Flood.
First the Merv, now his 2IC. What. The. Felch. Never heard of "don't shoot the messanger", devs?!
I only heard it from my friends in The Devil's Advocate (the Merv faction I run with), who've run more of the latest critical missions, that apparantly something wierd looks like it's gonna go down.
I don;t need to have two of my headspace dwellers in the gunsights, s'il vous plait. Stop putting a big red target on the back of the Merv's jacket, and don't put one on the Snarky Exile, the Monochrome Metrosexual, the Iceman... It shows up too easily: the Merv can take off his jacket and let the damn thing blend in with the red silk shirt he usually wears.
Sorry, I had to make a lame joke to make myself laugh.
Thus, Flood is in his own panic mode, and considering that this guy is a nervous drinker (ie. when he's nervous, he drinks more than his usual several mimosas spaced out in the course of an evening. A lot more.), he's proceeding to get himself pasted as fast as possible.