-The room itself now appears to be embedded in the spread-out fins of an utterly enormous ship, encased in some kind of see-through bubble
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-Two men are sitting at turrets by the fish head, whooping it up.-
edited 6th Dec '12 7:32:46 PM by MacDuffy
-ya still there-
"Did you SEE that shot!? That was all ''my'' skill, baby! ALL SKILL!"
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"The Hell are you talking about!? All you did was copy what I did to a tee! It was all ME!"
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-a voice chimes in from a small phonograph embedded in a nearby pole-
I think you're BOTH shitty shots and you need to PAY GODDAMMNED ATTENTION OH JESUS.
-the creature is moving toward the ship at an insane speed, literally thousands of tentacles emenating from it.
"SHIT SHIT SHIT"
-The bald one grabs the phonograph-
"FIRE THE THING. FIRE THE THING!"
FIRING THING
-the fish head's mouth begins to glow...-
edited 6th Dec '12 7:38:34 PM by MacDuffy

-Is sobbing at this point, weakly grasping for something.-
In our heart, Mr. Ando will always be a penguin.