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- The Plot Thicks...
-
- Well, Day Twenty. Only ten more, and then it's back to the old
- routine. Thirty days in the Brig for punching Lt. George Leroy
- Tirebiter. Not too bad for striking an officer. Creep had it
- coming, though. Nobody says crap about Billy Blaskowicz IX's
- mother and get away with it. So it was true? It wasn't so much
- _what_ he said, but how. She did ware combat boots, but Sgt. Major
- (Ret.) Pandora Blaskowicz has enough medals to drag a bulk
- freighter out of orbit.
-
- Things have been getting weird in the last week. Crazy rumors
- floating around, some of the guards missing their regular shifts
- and the lack of food. Can't forget about the lack of food. They
- haven't brought you a meal in two days. Good thing that water tap
- still works, that Blue Water (tm) in the toilet can give you some
- mean cramps.
-
- This morning the whole thing went into the crapper. Corporal
- Dickerson comes lurching into your cell and tries to eat you. You
- tried to talk to him, but the creep just kept on attacking. So you
- end up doing what you do best; you punched him in the face.
- Knocked out six teeth. The creep came back for more, so you hit
- him again. This time you caught him under the chin and accidently
- broke his neck. Great, they're gonna cook you this time.
-
- You look down at the body of the late (and still warm) Corporal
- Dickerson in disgust. Not so much as he's dead, goodness knows
- you're seen a few dead bodies in your day, but this guy hasn't had
- a shower in a week! The stench of filth is strong enough to gag a
- llama.
-
- You decide it's time to find out what the blue blazes is going on
- out there and slowly exit your cell...