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Chapter 3: "Good Luck!" "......"

Previously:

Then:

Goodness me, what was that?

Oh, NOW he's ready to shoot. Bloody pansy.

You might think "Haha, Irvine fucked up and fell over," but no, that's not what happened. Worf actually appeared behind him, and pushed him down the stairs. Like it was funny or something.

Well, that's pretty shitty of him. Maybe we should go pay that guy a visit when we get out of here. Wink wink. Nudge nudge. Smack smack.

Oh god Irvine how dare you follow orders and not stage an elaborate breakout of a high-security prison. You insensitive bastard!

Dagnabbit. I was totally hoping there was some Galbadian soldier sitting atop the sand outside the door sniggering to himself. Maybe it would be Kiros.

SUDDENLY(!):

Irvine wins the Badass award for this chapter.

Yee Thaaa? What are you trying to say, little buddy? 'Green car'? 'We are'? Oh, I give up. I don't know of anything that sounds like "Yee Thaaa." I guess it means "have a Cottage" in Moombish, 'cause that's what he gave us.

...no we're not. We're like a thousand feet up. There are no stairs leading down. You wanna jump, go ahead.

Oh no! A boss!

Oh, it's just those crappy robot things again. Well, only one way to take care of this.

Worf fills up her uterus with gunpowder and a bowling ball, using a tampon as a fuse.

POW! It just goes to show. You gotta use what God gave ya.

Oh yeah, it's that guy who wasn't going to get us out of here. I guess we'd better go help. Or not.

After bringing Irvine to the surface, everyone crosses this totally safe-looking bridge.