Friday, May 15

roboderby dreams part 1

i'll be straight... i'm fucked. i lost a lot of money in the master/slave races the other day (which is an entirely different story) and now various unsavoury elements on this station are on my ass.

i don't want to go into details, but the amount of money here isn't something i can just skim off flapjack... it's big. we're talking years worth of earnings... the only way i know of earning that kind of filthy, filthy lucre is by gambling (or stealing) and stealing ain't gonna happen.

the roboderby is coming up... it's basically a free-for-all, last-robot-standing kind of smash-em-up, shoot-em-up, cut-em-up bash-fest.

it doesn't exactly cater to my class of people as spectator, but as a trainer/manager i'd be perfect. so i've adopted a working-class, speech-impaired accent and started touting skip as a shoe-in for the roboderby. no one is going to bet on skip... he is clearly broken and i am clearly stupid... which means his odds will go way way down... now i only have to figure out a way for him to win.

and explain to him that he's been entered into the roboderby...

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