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[gamblinman]

[Nick's looking much cleaner and neater than he had in his last entry, but he doesn't look to be in any better of a mood, and the bottle of scotch on the table next to him is half-empty]

How the fuck can there not be any casinos in this place? Or 'houses of ill-repute.' Given that we're supposed to be, like, a thousand years in the future, this place is pretty damn disappointing.

I have yet to see one flying care anywhere. There's also no robot butlers, no hot robot chicks, no weird-looking alien kids who like reese's pieces... there aren't even any 'damn, dirty apes.' And instead of living on some cool space station on Mars, we're stuck in Assholeshire, England, digging through post-apolocyptic rubble. There isn't even a god-damned McDonald's.

[He suddenly leans forward, his face taking up the entire screen.]

So if whoever's in charge happens to be watching this, I've got just one thing to say:

I want a fucking refund.

Comments

[onemoredeath]

You must be looking in the wrong places or talking to the wrong people.

[gamblinman]

Exactly what part of my rant are you referring to? 'cause I really don't actually care about the robot butlers.

[onemoredeath]

The gambling and the ladies of negotiable affections.

[gamblinman]

[Well, that certainly has his attention.]

Oh, yeah? This place must be full of prudes, then. Because nobody I asked knew of anything like that. You got any directions? To the gambling places.

[onemoredeath]

No, they are not prudes. You're just another outsider they can barely tolerate.

They change their locations weekly.

[gamblinman]

Normally people get to know me before they get to the stage of barely being able to tolerate me, but whatever.

How would someone go about getting this kind of information? Or is it super-duper top secret shit?

[onemoredeath]

We're outsiders stuck on a prison island. That tends to make some people not want to be around us.

You have to prove that you're trustworthy enough to be told where to meet and that you have to have a lot of money on hand.

[gamblinman]

I'm good at faking trustworthiness, and it shouldn't be too hard to scrape up some money.

[onemoredeath]

Then go have a drink. Have several at the Bar and Grill. Don't press for information, just mingle.

[gamblinman]

Not bad advice. I may have to check it out.

[onemoredeath]

Good luck.