every time i build a robot every time i sink a ship
In the Nexus there is now a large swimming pool. Within the water, currently, are three beings: one is Dr. Angie Milton, mad scientist and mass murderer by proxy in a modest purple swimsuit, and the other two beings are saltwater crocodiles. Crikey.
At the side of the pool is a bottle of white wine and a few chilled glasses. That the good Doctor isn't exactly human, with a wonky internal temperature and a few extra bones in there, will probably not raise too many brows in the Nexus.
"A colleague of mine came here the other day to find his mind filled with memories that aren't really his. Is that common here? Do any of you have psychic or other mental issues with the Nexus at all? Help yourself to the wine, by the way, these girls won't harm you."
One of the 'girls' gurgles into the middle distance.
At the side of the pool is a bottle of white wine and a few chilled glasses. That the good Doctor isn't exactly human, with a wonky internal temperature and a few extra bones in there, will probably not raise too many brows in the Nexus.
"A colleague of mine came here the other day to find his mind filled with memories that aren't really his. Is that common here? Do any of you have psychic or other mental issues with the Nexus at all? Help yourself to the wine, by the way, these girls won't harm you."
One of the 'girls' gurgles into the middle distance.