The continuing story of violence and desperation.
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COMMUNAL CREDITS:30
PERSONAL CREDITS: 3
You have 2 points of experience, not enough to upgrade anything yet.
.....
Wow, that robot installation crew WAS fast!
You lounge on in your new bedroom, on your new cool rock, staring up through your new light filtration ceiling that filters out the artificial sunset orange light of the tower-bridges and the super-nova rainbow of the low orbit corporate canopy and the crystal petals of the space elevator peaks to give you a completely unobstructed view of outer space and all its little jewels set against deep blackness.
And you bought it all with YOUR money.
You feel very cosmic and very comfy. A room down Fox Fire tends to her plants and aquarium proudly wearing her new kimono in your colors.
You take care of what is yours.
When your butler robot (WHAT IS HIS NAME AGAIN?) rolls on in and asks you if you need anything you can truthfully say that right now, at this moment, no, you don't need anything.
Mr. E stumbled into the warehouse two hours ago stinking of booze and jingling with casino chips. Your mafia patrons have spoiled him rotten, but he's no use to you right now until he sleeps off the hangover.
You got time enough to enter a late evening fight. Or you could spend the time doing something more intimate with Fox.
INTIMATE TIME OR FIGHT TIME?
AND WHAT DO WE NAME OUR BUTLER BOT?