[Phantasm]

<Phantasm> [ Mara is currently ... nowhere to be seen in the kitchen, though ... *rolls per checks* ... where was that blender hiding earlier? ]
* Chelsea looks to see if the blender has a soul.
<Chelsea> <ooc> I CAST DETECT EVIL ON THE BLENDER
<Meatshield> <ooc> Evil detected! A spell wasn't necessary as the smell of guacamole eminates from it's unclosed top.


<Mag> "I guess. I mean, the challenge of causing enough trouble to get put in the vault is kinda tempting..."
<Sammy> "You mean another Tuesday for you?"
<Mag> "Another Tuesday?"
<Sammy> "There is a list a mile long of things you are no longer allowed to do on Imperial station."
<Starbot> <ooc> I wonder if Skippy's List is already a thing. (Note: the year in-game is '87)


* Chelsea sniffles and wipes a tear from her eye. "My ward's volunteering to become a federal criminal for the greater good. I'm so proud!"