“Didn’t you hear? That blimp in the so-called ‘sky’ is actually some sort of VIP dirigible. All the Malnosso bigwigs are up there; even now, they find a way to peer down and watch us. Only now with cold beers and executive-class reclining chairs.”
“I think I saw the ex-manager of Region Nine step into one of those swan boats. Must be a hell of a ride if he’ll risk being out in the open with R’car in attendance. After what he did to them three Halloweens ago, I wouldn’t be surprised if one of them thought to seek revenge.”
“There’s a rumour going around that you can trick the droids into letting you jump the ride lines if you stand on one leg and sing Beatles songs backwards. This guy from Kin’cora swears by it, but I think he’s just trying to get the rest of us to look like idiots.”
“I had the best sauteed cricket legs of my life on the third floor of Casino Land’s buffet. You have to try them.”
“I hate this place. Were you here for the battle that took place, here on the moon? My brother was killed by the General during that draft. I never saw him again -- Gods, I hope he ended up back home.”
“Recently, one of their shrinks has been sniffing around our enclosure. We don’t need no stinking mandatory therapy. They should leave that to the fish people. Ugh. One of them left scales all over one of the ferris wheel seats”
“Me and my buddies ran into the Iron Eye a few weeks ago on a mission. They’ve got tons of soldiers now. I hear they’re planning to ship out soon. Apparently they want to try their hand at Region One.”
“I got to read some Bubble Fiction once and it was garbage. Now I find out that they have a goddamned theme park just for this bullshit!? It’s no wonder people hate those big-winged bastards. They’re batshit crazy, whether they’re trying to kill or write about us!”
“Guess who I saw getting off of Tyr’s Legacy? Miss Alice! She even remembered my name. She’s been reassigned to Luceti, you know? Maybe she can do for them everything she did for us.”
“It’s a trap. The whole damn thing is a trap. Killing us in their wars isn’t good enough for ‘em anymore - now they’re trying to kill us by pitting us against their deranged amusement park rides. Bet you my lunch they pull the power on the third day and let us fend for ourselves in this wasteland.”
“I ran into some of the Deeseians back at the casino, and you know what they said? They were disappointed. Can you believe that? I’m putting in for a transfer. Someone’s spoiling them rotten over there.”
“I’m honestly not surprised they appointed that buffoon as Head of Region Six. Kin’cora and Luceti are big messes. A dumbass over some other dumbasses? Sounds like a match made in heaven. That Blake guy is just another dumbass, I’ll bet. Like his networking idea could ever work.”
“Oh my god, if I hear one more person complain about how much better Luceti Land is, I’m gonna punch them in the face. Well excuse us if we don’t suck up to the Malnosso and get our own special theme parks put in our enclosures. I swear these guys get more arrogant every time I see them.”
NPC Comments
“I think I saw the ex-manager of Region Nine step into one of those swan boats. Must be a hell of a ride if he’ll risk being out in the open with R’car in attendance. After what he did to them three Halloweens ago, I wouldn’t be surprised if one of them thought to seek revenge.”
“There’s a rumour going around that you can trick the droids into letting you jump the ride lines if you stand on one leg and sing Beatles songs backwards. This guy from Kin’cora swears by it, but I think he’s just trying to get the rest of us to look like idiots.”
“I had the best sauteed cricket legs of my life on the third floor of Casino Land’s buffet. You have to try them.”
“I hate this place. Were you here for the battle that took place, here on the moon? My brother was killed by the General during that draft. I never saw him again -- Gods, I hope he ended up back home.”
“Recently, one of their shrinks has been sniffing around our enclosure. We don’t need no stinking mandatory therapy. They should leave that to the fish people. Ugh. One of them left scales all over one of the ferris wheel seats”
“Me and my buddies ran into the Iron Eye a few weeks ago on a mission. They’ve got tons of soldiers now. I hear they’re planning to ship out soon. Apparently they want to try their hand at Region One.”
“I got to read some Bubble Fiction once and it was garbage. Now I find out that they have a goddamned theme park just for this bullshit!? It’s no wonder people hate those big-winged bastards. They’re batshit crazy, whether they’re trying to kill or write about us!”
“Guess who I saw getting off of Tyr’s Legacy? Miss Alice! She even remembered my name. She’s been reassigned to Luceti, you know? Maybe she can do for them everything she did for us.”
“It’s a trap. The whole damn thing is a trap. Killing us in their wars isn’t good enough for ‘em anymore - now they’re trying to kill us by pitting us against their deranged amusement park rides. Bet you my lunch they pull the power on the third day and let us fend for ourselves in this wasteland.”
“I ran into some of the Deeseians back at the casino, and you know what they said? They were disappointed. Can you believe that? I’m putting in for a transfer. Someone’s spoiling them rotten over there.”
“I’m honestly not surprised they appointed that buffoon as Head of Region Six. Kin’cora and Luceti are big messes. A dumbass over some other dumbasses? Sounds like a match made in heaven. That Blake guy is just another dumbass, I’ll bet. Like his networking idea could ever work.”
“Oh my god, if I hear one more person complain about how much better Luceti Land is, I’m gonna punch them in the face. Well excuse us if we don’t suck up to the Malnosso and get our own special theme parks put in our enclosures. I swear these guys get more arrogant every time I see them.”