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One beautiful shift there was a poor
greyshirt.
He failed to rush the belt from toolstorage
because a robust twat had exploited
metaphysics to teleport there.
He ran fast to the clerks hop to unbox the
presents and prayed for a BoH and a full
toolbelt to be there but was surprised by a
toy ripley and a beachball.
"Not all is lost" and he sprinted over to the
hopline to find a stickler manning it who
arrested anyone wanting maint access as
syndies.
Stricken with sadness and fustration he walked
to the bar and asked for a calming tall glass
of fresh hooch to be had... but alas the
bartender only made gargle-blaster and he was
braindead.
Just as he was leaving the bar empty handed a
stunbaton was jabbed brutally into his face
and he was thrown to the ground compulsing
from the shock and pain from his broken nose.
"Randum search" said the imposing looking red
man with a PDA on his belt and stunbaton and a
disabler in his hands.
He was stripped naked and thrown into the
hall... like used cumrag
This was the last straw for him
The assistant roared over the station intercom
about the shitcurity, the shit hop, the
incompetent bartender, the "prepared for
everything and i have whole armory in my
backpack" assistants, the lizardmen, the
clown...
And then It happened he had the greatest Idea
He would print a copy of WgW and leave it near
all of the people who did wrong to him and
take a photo and then submit it to the
newscaster as "Woodygate" conspiracy.
He got to work and after a minute or two it
was all ready to be broadcasted to all
newscasters on station and so he did it.
"Special package is being sent to the station"
he heard over the comms multiple times and his
spirits got high.
He walked over to the hopline where only a
bloody splat and gibs now remained... then to
the bar where pieces of ripped clothes, blood
and gibs were scattered and finally to the
Brig where only guts and blood now remained.
The assistant had done it he had avenged the
wrong doings done to him but then...
But then he heard the most horrifying sound
known to an assistant...
"BWOINK"
end.A sad story about an assistant facing the stations cruelty
Assistants day
Written By: Mordecai Mossfield
Fiction
One beautiful shift there was a poor
greyshirt.
He failed to rush the belt from toolstorage
because a robust twat had exploited
metaphysics to teleport there.
He ran fast to the clerks hop to unbox the
presents and prayed for a BoH and a full
toolbelt to be there but was surprised by a
toy ripley and a beachball.
"Not all is lost" and he sprinted over to the
hopline to find a stickler manning it who
arrested anyone wanting maint access as
syndies.
Stricken with sadness and fustration he walked
to the bar and asked for a calming tall glass
of fresh hooch to be had... but alas the
bartender only made gargle-blaster and he was
braindead.
Just as he was leaving the bar empty handed a
stunbaton was jabbed brutally into his face
and he was thrown to the ground compulsing
from the shock and pain from his broken nose.
"Randum search" said the imposing looking red
man with a PDA on his belt and stunbaton and a
disabler in his hands.
He was stripped naked and thrown into the
hall... like used cumrag
This was the last straw for him
The assistant roared over the station intercom
about the shitcurity, the shit hop, the
incompetent bartender, the "prepared for
everything and i have whole armory in my
backpack" assistants, the lizardmen, the
clown...
And then It happened he had the greatest Idea
He would print a copy of WgW and leave it near
all of the people who did wrong to him and
take a photo and then submit it to the
newscaster as "Woodygate" conspiracy.
He got to work and after a minute or two it
was all ready to be broadcasted to all
newscasters on station and so he did it.
"Special package is being sent to the station"
he heard over the comms multiple times and his
spirits got high.
He walked over to the hopline where only a
bloody splat and gibs now remained... then to
the bar where pieces of ripped clothes, blood
and gibs were scattered and finally to the
Brig where only guts and blood now remained.
The assistant had done it he had avenged the
wrong doings done to him but then...
But then he heard the most horrifying sound
known to an assistant...
"BWOINK"
end.A sad story about an assistant facing the stations cruelty