...It was, a little. [ They said, brushing it off - just what was inside Yes Man - what knowledge was there? Could it be improved here...? ] Wonder if we can upload you to the jPad here... or whatever they're called. There's a lot of information we could use.
And no offense, but I'd rather die then be like Mr. House - in any way. Except maybe the long life - there's a lot to see out there. As long as my brain remains in Big MT, I could live forever - if it wants to.
[ wow just dropping that tidbit.
But casually, The Courier begins to undress more. Revealing scars on the tops of their limbs, along with the messy one with their replacement spine slightly poking out of their back. Honestly, the Courier didn't tend to show themselves naked to just anybody. Or to many people at all. ] Do you think people tried to eat it after the bombs fell? I mean, those who didn't burn away or turn into ghouls. Desperate times.
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And no offense, but I'd rather die then be like Mr. House - in any way. Except maybe the long life - there's a lot to see out there. As long as my brain remains in Big MT, I could live forever - if it wants to.
[ wow just dropping that tidbit.
But casually, The Courier begins to undress more. Revealing scars on the tops of their limbs, along with the messy one with their replacement spine slightly poking out of their back. Honestly, the Courier didn't tend to show themselves naked to just anybody. Or to many people at all. ] Do you think people tried to eat it after the bombs fell? I mean, those who didn't burn away or turn into ghouls. Desperate times.