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I just understood what you meant by Exterminatus... we're all fu-... *Static*...ight as well mastu...*Static*...Blue ba...*Static*... what the?? HOLY SH-!!!*Static*
I am feeling quite famished right now... You have yourself a deal. Now relax while I sedate you in order to perform the procedure of attaching your newly purchased limbs. Now where did I put that mal- wait what's that bright li- *DEATH*
GAME OVER, YOU ARE DEAD
WHERE THE BUCK DID THAT COME FROM?! Now I have to load a save file...
*Minutes later... save file loaded*
OK, use an alternative private healthcare service advertisement, fire the tech guy who freed the A.I., don't use extra ingredients beyond the maximum amount when preforming a ritual, build soylent meat factories, and treat The Alicorns with some cider.
Oh I almost forgot, secretly fix that broken coffee machine...
Top 1% of the world for most developed, hell to the yes!
How am I less developed than a country on fire? That's not even any kind of fair.
He predicted the future, he knew I would be here!
Tell me your secrets gypsy!
It's SCIENCE fire!
The Fires of Progress! (and horrific burns)
How can we harness this "fire"?
Step 1: Acquire fuel.
Step 2: Light fuel.
Step 3 (optional): Stand back.
Or you can light it with the powers of SCIENCE! (Rubbing two sticks together REALLY fast)
Meh. If you're a really good scientist, you'll keep setting your lab on fire over the course of other experiments without even trying.
We had a research facility under attack by ork pirates, if it's of any interest. Happens quite often.
Is it on fire?
It involves fire. And plasma guns.
Zombies incoming. Good luck, and make ponykind proud!
My little zombie, my little zombie...
Aaa-aaa-aaa-aaargh...
My little zombie...
I used to wonder what brains could be.
(My little zombie...)
Until you all got locked outside with me.
Plague pandemic,
eating flesh,
an endless horde,
stench of decay,
shambling, hunger.
It's a grisly feast.
And contagion makes it all complete!
(My little zombie...)
Do you know you're all my very next victims?
I'm setting here through thick and thin, regardless of whatever happens... and this region isn't known to repelling zombies, so yes.
Zombie murder time, here we come!
Whaddya mean, "curable"? The only cure we need is bullets! Or fire! Or bullets that are ON FIRE!
*Orders 3 billion rounds of burning bullets*
Time to go start stocking up bullets...
Wait, what are the two of you doing here?
Unitas republic representative: No! Find the cure! We must find the cure so that we may all survive future impacts!
The equinia confederation ambassador: You two are going against the princesses' will! We must all embrace this gift of eternal life on Earth!
Probably gonna' go with cure because reasons.
So... how many trillions of people are going to die this time. The number of death tolls remained unchanged the last two times.
In the interest of averting global extinction, we offer a cessation of rock-related hostilities for the duration of the crisis.
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