No Skeletons in our closets...

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Red Dwarf
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"Your Psychiatric department is REALLY out of money" EvilKayn muttered whilst sharpening one of the samurai blades
"We have a psychiatric department?"
 
Kayn looked about EvilKayn's quarters. It was... tasteless to say the least. Half the room seemed devoted to bloodshed, violence, Swarzeneger movies, KoRn and System of a Down*, whilst the other half of the room had that 'Tower of London slash Ninja training room' - decorated with weaponry and torture equipment of all types.
 
And of course there were the airfix models, only there were slightly more of them here. There were a few pictures of EvilKayn and Evil Vanessa
 
"Your friends back on your ship don't value your life too much"
"What makes you say that?"
"Well for one thing they've opened fire on this ship once, and thier aiming another cannon, and they're not agreeing to my demands. They obviosuly don't like you too much""I knew that already"
 
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Kayn was praying that something saved him pretty soon. What he DIDN'T know was that the psychiatry department didn't know Kayn was on the ship, and that the mediteam and the flightteam were trying cosmetics on a decomposing skeleton...
 
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*What? I don't like either very much...
 
Back to you lot...