A UNSA top secret weapons base on Europa has gone silent. There has been no communication save one lone distress call cut short by an unknown force. Your team has been sent in to find out what has taken over the base.
Because sometimes even the world's top scientists need to relax...
That Neon table is freakN' me out man...
sit back, relax, don't touch the table made of acid-goop.....
*looks at the blood on the wall, picks up half-empty beer bottle on table* To Self: "****....Captain Morgan, I knew this stuff was toxic, but seriously?"
Out Loud: "Who designed these piece-of-**** helmets?" *Struggles to get helmet on. "Godamnit, it's like putting a ******* tube sock on your head!" *echoes into the distance*
To AlCool: "You Know you can detach the air hose right? Wait a sec, you designed the helmets for this op didn't you? You ARE a ******* idiot! seriously, what the **** dude!"
To Master: "..."