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// ==> Years in the future, but not many 
// Story: Ponestuck 
// by ArtieStroke 
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A Brusque Quarreler takes respite from an oppressive sun. Her journey has been a long one, fraught with peril, intrigue, double-crosses, and many other adventurous words one could think of. But right now, she just wants a rest. 

She steps inside an all too familiar laboratory- or at least half of it, strangely enough. But she'd rather not think about such things right now. Can't a girl get a break for once? Jeeze!

==> BQ: Scavenge for food

She is not some filthy scavenger- such practices are below this noble lady. She will, however, search in a dignified manner. If she remembers the layout of this place right, there should be- ahah! With just the right amount of leverage, a cabinet pops open- revealing a glorious hoard of canned goods!

==> BQ: Expound upon your mysterious past while gorging on this highly preserved feast

Nah. Sod off, she's eating. 

==> Be someone else?

Well, you're certainly not getting anything out of her, so might as well.