How is My Driving?

[full_of_bad_ideas]

Comments

[deus_machina]

How's your driving? Iron Man ain't got shit on you, Clarke.

[full_of_bad_ideas]

He wouldn't last a damn hour out here.. My drivings alright. Got boosters this round. Suits are better quality. The Sprawl is .. gone. I'd like to come home.

How's earth?

[deus_machina]

Same shit, different day. Your suit's badass, it's about time you got boosters and larger air capacity on it. I wonder what you'll get next?

[full_of_bad_ideas]

Bout four hundred years of old shit. Still, I'd rather come round back to your time, before this Unitologist shit blew up.

For my suit? A hand job emulator with some porno.

[deus_machina]

...

Why, have I never thought of that before, for my HUD. That's fucking brilliant.

[full_of_bad_ideas]

Right, maybe something worth seeing will get me past all the shit I don't want to see.

[deus_machina]

I'd suggest seeing a doctor, but. [Isaac's probably had more than his fill of those] How about a bottle of JD instead?

[full_of_bad_ideas]

Dr. Daniels provides the best treatment for someone like me. When can I make an appointment?

[deus_machina]

The good Doctor is always in. Stop by my office any time.

[full_of_bad_ideas]

Roger that.