I was walking in the garden today, the usual banter with Jerry and the like. I went to check on my flower room and found that I was running low on “fertilizer”. I thought of gathering some roadkill or grabbing wild animal from the forest… but my neighbors have been giving me “the eye” since that time I carried a dead bear home in my wheelbarrow. I decided it was time to look for work. Luckily Butler had a few words of advice for me on finding it. He advised me to go to a local bar. A “concerned gentlemen” offered to “help me out”. I decided to let him take me to the nearest alley way and, as politely as possible, I declined his offer. He was quite persistent, the big lug. A stranger came into the alleyway all of a sudden, pale looking fellow. He seemed to have gotten the wrong idea and held a stern “conversation” with the man. I attempted to clear up the misunderstanding, which seemed to confuse him even more. So I decided to just let him eat the body… trying to watch that? not a good move (blech!) I decided to have him make up for it by helping me talk to the barkeep. I figured I would cut him in on the job too. Always good to have a patsy to throw to the wolves right? XD
We chatted for a bit. It went well (enough). I had to show my ID, this baby face has its downsides at times.
We got a job! Something about a bug that had to be kept in a special box. It must be a really cool bug if you need a special box to keep it under control! I need to get one for myself! I wonder if it would get along with Jerry?
We needed someone that could work with computers (not my strong suit let me tell you!). It seems that Blood Works there didn’t have the skills either so we went to find some guy named Twitch (who names themselves Twitch?) to help out too. I figured I could cut one more in on the job.
We met with another… guy? I guess he is human, but I wonder if humanity is his first species (he sniffs everything!). He is pretty quiet, and… there’s the smell… not to mention the dogs. He really seems more like a wandering hobo or something. I wasn’t especially excited about adding another to the crew, but he seemed like the dies-halfway-into-the-movie kind of guy so I figured it may not matter much anyway (what was his name again? Meh, Dogman will have to do). We headed out to meet with Twitch (funny story that). Met another member of the crew as well. Big furry guy(?) I went up to meet him, introductions went smoothly. This guy will make a nice meat shield. I figured he would make a prime target to keep the heat off me. This is my first real job in this less-than-legal-death-machine I am hurling myself into. All for the sake of cash (a man’s got to garden!), so the more people that could potentially be shot at while I run the better.
The meeting with twitch went off with only a few hitches… and some broken hinges. I don’t know what kind of boat you float turning yourself into a rabbit, I mean what a weirdo! I wasn’t sure how much help he was going to be. I almost beat him in a little test of strength! ME! He was our only option at the time though. I decided to assume that all would not go well. Big Blue and Blood-Monkey seemed to be fine with him though. Dogman…? I’m not really sure, but I think he may have been a little too interested in the whole rabbit motif. He wouldn’t take his eyes of the guy and he kept breathing all heavy (pervert?).
Well, we went to get the bug. Cookie (turns out Blue has a penchant for the baked goods. Does he paint those grenades himself?) put on his chef’s hat and made some lovely salsa in the hallway. Ol’ Pale Face could barely keep his pants on with all the delicious goo all over the place. He got so excited he practically killed the guys who were trying to surrender! (issues!) I didn’t pay much attention to Dogman, I was surprised to see that he was still alive as we left though.
Long story short, we got the box. I really wanted to see the bug, but I can read an atmosphere, someone wanted that bug even more than I did, and he didn’t even want to share a peek with anybody! Lame!
I didn’t have too much trouble with the guys I worked with this time around, although Noctourne did have quite a lot of trouble taking down a security guard, but the alarm didn’t slow us down much thanks to Cookie’s “5-alarm salsa” recipe!