tagpuan:// the reign of greed.

[KungFuCutbug]

"Cops?" [Syringe chuckles. This person was right, in their experience—the cops physically can't lie about not being cops, as their augments prevent them from such. Guess it's time for them to spell it out.] "You make me laugh, daahling. My friend and I aren't cops, nor are we in any way associated with Mission or its enforcers. Ordinary civilians, plain and simple! There, is that reason enough?"

[They glance at the graffiti xey left behind. Snakes, slithering around the map's borders, weaving their way through the scratches in the steel. Reminds them of the tales they've heard of more serpentine Gods, from all the different corners of the old world, back when the Little Gods weren't merely little, weren't able to be easily exploited by corrupt folks wearing crisp, pure white suits accented with sweet gold belying the greed in their hearts. The least Syringe can do is offer their sincerest compliments to xem for xer craftsmanship, right?]

"...A wonderful addition, you've put there. Genuinely! As useful as the map is, it's so painfully dull to look at sometimes. The pop of color in the corners is much appreciated! Not to mention it's a rather well-done art piece as well, especially for a quick graffiti doodle. All in all, very impressive. I hope it stays there for a while, but... you likely know how the Missionaries get when people attempt to make their own additions to its designs. A shame, really. But I'm nonetheless blessed to have seen it here and now."