Crass Lingeray (???)

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'yeah, i did... everyone was quite pleased about that, they could
actually relax in there without a large gun, but after i finished
them all off jane elped me build a training facility in an empty
cargo bay, cargo bay twenty three actually...'
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'Cargo Bay 23 you say??' Said Jack, a small globdule of saliva was
hanging from his lip..
'Wanna check it out then, you handsome thing?' Said the armour clad
Jack. Both Keats' gave him a stern look.
'Ok Ok, im sorry, but hell, who wouldnt!! lets go then..'
The four headed down towards cargo bay 23...
'Ummm, Jane... Something bothers me, shouldnt you be Jane F..' John
started, but Jack cut in. 'Well, we thought about it, and quite
frankly, we decide that Janes name was better, so, im Jack Keats'
OUR Keats and Jack looked at each other, a large worried look was
stapled to there faces..
minutes later.....
Right, and there we go, the codes in, and hey presto, welcome to my
World!
Infront of them was a maze of iron crates, bars, strong rope, slicing
blades, electrophying floor panels, and everything else that a good
secondary school teacher needed.
'If you look to here, the control panel can change the layout of the
room, posistions of the traps, gravuty, air quality, you name it,
this baby can change it.. Keats and Jack looked over at it, to ther
horror, a rather skimpy pair of ladies underwear was draped on the
screen, they once again exchanged glances, even tho Keats galsses
coverd up his eyes, Jack could still see the full terror in them.
Jane quickly pocketed them, and moved on...
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