"Hold on I gotta cook it first ..unless you like yours cold."[DOUBLEPOST=1439957474][/DOUBLEPOST]"The MRE also came with mixed dry fruits, apple sauce,and lime flavored drink mix."Polonsky mentioned.While the food was cooking he walked in the ruins of the crashed ship to dig around to see what he could find.
"Fine by me" he shouted while he was diggin' around in the ship.Eventually he found a large book with a pen strapped around it...The book was completely blank so he decided to claim it for himself...
"Quizzical, should we go and find out what caused the gunshot?... Hopeful. Hopefully they like parties. Warning. Watch out for my high explosive fireworks that tend to misfire, I need them for tonight."
"Thoughtful mabye right behind you, maybe they heard you yelling also ,warning, those fireworks are extremely dangerous I am surprised they have not gone off yet. thoughtful, I is a wonder how such harsh and killer chemicals can make beautiful colours. Watch out for the one containing poison... which is all I suppose to fleshbags." After a while Blitsen started muttering "Stupid fleshbags always dieing, woodies only want to eat, I have not met a gassbag..."
"Oh okay then...."Polonsky said while putting his book up.Meanwhile the tortellini was finally done cooking.
"Explaining, I am lord Blitsen the master craftsman. I was the best craftsman on my world and also with the fortune I made I was able to throw parties for the aristocrats. Annoyed. blotbulbs are delicious unlike that stuff... it isn't even geometric"
"You were probably the only craftsman too...." Keagan mumbles to himself. He adds another note. This glitch is arrogant.
"...Amused. So you are a pointless little nobody who does nothing to benefit society unlike me who makes wonderful masks, throws parties and looks after the mental health of his comrades."
"Annoyed. I know a lot thank you very much and I don't care about fleshbags desire to have other fleshbags know about them. It is quite pointless really."
"Amused, Firstly we have to get off this planet, and oh is your ,sarcasm, 'fame' going to do so, Secondly do you think I care how fleshbags think of me?"