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GURPS buck rogers.

Started by dar, July 21, 2008, 12:30:31 AM

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dar

Today I was saved. I was saved by a mutant plant. Saved by a mutant plant from being throttled by another plant, an alien, homicidal, menace from the outer dark.

The first plant, and party member, saved me by using his little spray bottle, a small hand trowel, and his epic gardening skill.

All the while the BIG GUN, and party member, ominously took aim with his big ass laser canon at the choking vines. Vines that were wrapped around my neck.

Both of them were telling me, in calm soothing voices, to hold really, really, really fucking still.

I'm still not sure who scares me more.

Dr Rotwang!

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