Test 1, 2, 3
"Okay, weird space station in an alternate dimension with no way home, I can deal with this," Connor said to himself, shaking his arms as he talked, trying to keep himself loose. Loose and cagey, that's how he had to play it. Like the first day of prison, you had to let everyone know you were too crazy to mess with. "I just need to find the biggest, baddest person around and take them out, right?
Inadvisable, prior experiences suggest that you will have difficulty defeating even someone significantly smaller than you.
"You know, if you would just work properly or reliably that wouldn't be a problem," Connor said, getting a few weird looks from people around for talking to himself. It wasn't his fault that they couldn't hear the medallion talking in his head. Or that the medallion wasn't helpful AT ALL.
"Fine, I'll just get something to eat then. I'll just fine some sort of tavern or pub or something and listen to what's going on. That always works," Connor said, glad that the amulet didn't feel the need to point out that it worked in the stories Connor read and not real life. Besides, all fiction was based on some truth, right?
He found a suitably grungy looking bar and stepping inside. Exactly like in a tv show or movie everyone turned and stared at him. Okay, maybe he looked slightly out of place and not as... scary as a lot of the people here but maybe he was just being speciesist or something. Just because some aliens had horns and sharp teeth didn't make them mean or evil.
"Hey. Uh, hey everyone," he said, giving a wave as he casually and awkwardly strode into the place. "Don't mind me, just got here. Just getting some food. What are you eating, big guy? Look at those muscles. And is that a necklace made out of bones? That's cool."
Sitting at the bar the creature behind it, something that looked like a space squid turned and warbled at him. Thankfully one of the things the amulet did reliably was translate languages for him.
"Oh, thank you, but just a bowl of ramen or something?" he said. The squid thing, and several other creatures in the bar, looked somewhat surprised before they went back to watching him out of the corner of their eye.
See? Piece of cake.
Inadvisable, prior experiences suggest that you will have difficulty defeating even someone significantly smaller than you.
"You know, if you would just work properly or reliably that wouldn't be a problem," Connor said, getting a few weird looks from people around for talking to himself. It wasn't his fault that they couldn't hear the medallion talking in his head. Or that the medallion wasn't helpful AT ALL.
"Fine, I'll just get something to eat then. I'll just fine some sort of tavern or pub or something and listen to what's going on. That always works," Connor said, glad that the amulet didn't feel the need to point out that it worked in the stories Connor read and not real life. Besides, all fiction was based on some truth, right?
He found a suitably grungy looking bar and stepping inside. Exactly like in a tv show or movie everyone turned and stared at him. Okay, maybe he looked slightly out of place and not as... scary as a lot of the people here but maybe he was just being speciesist or something. Just because some aliens had horns and sharp teeth didn't make them mean or evil.
"Hey. Uh, hey everyone," he said, giving a wave as he casually and awkwardly strode into the place. "Don't mind me, just got here. Just getting some food. What are you eating, big guy? Look at those muscles. And is that a necklace made out of bones? That's cool."
Sitting at the bar the creature behind it, something that looked like a space squid turned and warbled at him. Thankfully one of the things the amulet did reliably was translate languages for him.
"Oh, thank you, but just a bowl of ramen or something?" he said. The squid thing, and several other creatures in the bar, looked somewhat surprised before they went back to watching him out of the corner of their eye.
See? Piece of cake.