"How exactly would one even acquire the explosives? We live in a room in the middle of nowhere with a small town by the beach. It doesn't make sense. Unless they are opening a new outlet. Or there's always mail order."
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?"BUT MISTER TOURGE!" YOU ASK BETWEEN GENUFLECTIONS!! "I'M A POOR BASTARD WHO LIVES IN A CARDBOARD BOX!!! JUST HOW WILL I EVER RECIEVE ANY OF YOUR GODLIKE GUNS!?"
WELL, WITH JUST THE CLICK OF A MOUSE OR THE DIAL OF A PHONE TORGUE CAN PINPOINT YOUR EXACT LOCATION FROM OUR SATELLITE BASE OF OPERATIONS AND DELIVER YOUR ORDER TO YOU THROUGH OUR SPEEDY SERVICE DELIVERY SYSTEM!
WHICH IS FANCY CORPORATE TALK FOR "WE'LL ENCASE THAT BITCH IN AN ADAMANTIUM SHELL AND FIRE IT OUT OF A CANNON AT YOUR F-boop-ING HOUSE!!!"
edited 24th Oct '12 5:04:25 PM by MacDuffy
"We could track the trajectory of the projectile, Cloud. It would be pretty easy for me to do."
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?"Alright, someone order one of those fancy guns so we can find these guys."
-To Cloud-
"But who are these guys? Why do you want to find them and why does Reeve want them in jail?"
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?"Now we'll never get the phone number!"
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

-various guns like this one
◊ starts to flash on the screen-
EVERY SHOT FIRED FROM ONE OF TORGUE'S QUALITY PRODUCTS IS SUPERCHARGED WITH ENERGY, CAUSING A YOU-KNOW-F-boop-CKING-WHAT UPON IMPACT!!!
WHICH, UNLESS YOU ARE ALLERGIC TO TURNING THE ONES YOU HATE INTO A FINE MEAT PASTE...
or polykryton plating
IS A PRETTY SWEET GODDAMN THING!!!
edited 24th Oct '12 4:56:01 PM by MacDuffy