Deadpan and I visited Marco in the jail beneath the pier. Marco admitted he was making gunpowder, and told us he intended to use it for fuel to power my spaceship. I replied that if he could get that to work, then he must be some kind of rocket scientist, because I’ve been stranded here for three hundred years. He said he was desperate; he states that if we sent him to the mainland, they would lock him up for being delusional, and he would never get back to his own dimension. He agreed to allow Plucky to conduct a psychological exam. I told Deadpan about my idea for a miniature flying saucer; he said it sounds like a pie in the sky.
Maybe a friendship is developing?! Yay!
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Lmao says he made a lot of friends when he went to cloning school.
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Hmm, is Deadpan worried that Marco might figure out how to make alternative fuel?
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Lmao was going to switch to nuclear fuel until they threw cold water on that.
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Gunpowder as an accelerant? I’d be very suspicious of Marco’s intentions…
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Lmao’s spaceship was guaranteed pollution-free but he says he doesn’t know if they would stand behind it.
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