Not a comment was added after either to even taunt them. She didn't need to. Her 'gun' spoke for itself in fact. The rancid stench of sweat and gas was overbearing and she seemed just as smug about it too.
This was her response to Wraith's attempted insults at her.
โ If you think that was bad, you seriously don't know what's coming. โ
The threat was vague, yet at the same time felt real and worrisome enough for the gambler here. Mags hadn't even looked back at Wraith yet other than a small wafting of her hand behind her slightly.
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hacking, eyes streaming .
" God, that's RANK !! " she wheezed . " Smells like somethin' crawled up your ass and rotted in there ! No wonder Fairfax keeps you locked down here all by your lonesome . Nobody else in that whole damn company could stand to breathe around YOU !! "
Before she could react, Mags pushed herself against Wraith as much as she could.
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The bubbling sound of her fart resonated through their whole body. It was wetter than a swamp down there and smelled just as bad as one too.
โ I'm going to need you to muffle these ones while I work. That coffee is NOT sitting well. โ
She had brought you in while she continued to work on the next big Fairfax invention, only for you to not really physically help her but for her to sit on your lap.
#OpenRP#FartRP
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let out a sudden explosion from below her.
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With a deep sigh afterwards she resumed working as the at least 7 second gas blast hit Wraith like a wall as the previous farts continued to linger as well.
โ Wraith, if you really think I, or Papa Fairfax called you here to let you have a cut of anything... Well, I can just promise you that wouldn't happen. โ
She shifted her weight around on their lap as Wraith attempted to seemingly be holding their best poker face against-
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'cause I thought Fairfax was lookin' to cut me in on your next big gadget . Not so you could use me to muffle your DISGUSTING farts while you tinker with whatever doomsday toaster the suits upstairs dreamed up . Now get your BIG, BROLIC ASS off me before I HURL !! "
the surrounding smell of sulfur and rotting meat. Seems like she was struggling not to fold now. While Mcginnis continued to work at what machine she currently had. Looks like it was the Chimera Mk1. However, she leaned forward for a second and paused her progress to-
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