The Grandfather was on me again (seriously, I know all those gods are supposed to be equally powerful, but the one giving you seasonal allergies seem Extra Strong), hellbent on making me unable to live around greenery, wich is unfortunate, as I live on an agriworld. Aside from exterminatus or moving away, any tips on how to deal with this supremely unfortunate condition?
"Dear customer; organ owner and skin wearer!
There is a simple method that has been tried and tested for a long time and can be used on most planets without any problems: a human-sized hamster ball. Safe, hygienic and fun for the whole family. Upgradeable with spikes if you want to crush your enemies in passing and perforate them in portions and-"
"Which one of you useless excuses for real scientists took my datapad? It was right here next to the specimen, I know it!"
Sometimes the Chief Apothecary can be surprisingly quiet for a man who carries a metal contraption of unusual size and an ego of even more exorbitant proportions.
Duco takes advantage of the fact that his black eyes make it difficult for other people to read anything in them and puts on an all and meaningless grin.
Fabius furrows his brows. The Chirurgeon focuses several pointed ends on Duco.
Reportedly, double-walled inflatable balls like this exist somewhere. Now to find that place.
Hamster Ball [Explained]
Transcript Under the Cut
[Cueball stands by a genie, whose lower body becomes smoke and trails down to an old-fashioned lamp.]
Genie: You have awakened me from the lamp. You may have three wishes. What does your heart desire?
Cueball: I'd like a human-sized hamster ball.
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