cathode ray tubetop

@nightelectricity.com

writer and full-time horror disaster

M: your mission is to make it from Troy to Ithaca, where agent Penelope will be waiting Q: now, look 007. This satchel here is no ordinary satchel. It contains the winds of Zephyr Bond, doing the worst smirk ever: id have thought there's enough windbags around here already

it's only legally allowed to be called Cyberpunk if it's produced in a designated region of the 20th century. everything else is sparkling technology

DOGBERT: what's got you so cranky CATBERT: must've seen himself in a mirror DILBERT: my boss took credit for weeks of work i did on a big project, AGAIN BLACKMOLDBERT: why not take a deep breath DILBERT: you're right... thanks BLACKMOLDBERT: feel your lungs expand