The Superhuman Gambit

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Sooner or later, someone will clean up the dead ants in the street where the Mechanist and the AntAgonizer fought. It's not a big priority right now, though. Not with Dominic and Machete getting ready to go out for the day's hunting, and Joe opening up the diner and counting over his available bottles of water, and Derek looking for something to do or someone to talk to. For the moment, at least, it's pretty placid in Canterbury Commons.

We'll just have to see how long that lasts.

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"Good."

When they find Dogmeat, he's got a mouthful of glowing blue sticks about the size of Tyler's thumb. Ellen wipes them off and settles the lot of them into a pouch on her belt. "Good boy, Dogmeat," she murmurs. "Good boy."

He wags his tail and gulps down Tyler's jerky. He's a good dog! He did right by his human! Hooray!

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He's also getting scritches up along his ears and the back of his neck from Tyler.

.........squullorrp....

squullorrp....

squullorrp

Something sludgy and brownish is oozing and dragging it's way towards the group.

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"Aiiiigh!" yelps Ellen, who is, after all, only nineteen and having something of a weird day.

At least she doesn't actually pull the trigger on that zap-gun thing? She just points it at the.... at the...

"What the hell is that?"

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"...i..." Just then something inside of Tyler's backpack starts beeping, and the pack is pulled down as the sludge approaches. It's the daffy-putty controller, and on the multicolor screen, there is text inside of a flashing box.

-Egg Containment failure, putty returning to home.-

For a moment, Tyler just looks from the controller to the sludge and then back to the controller.

"But the only Daffy putty I'm missin-...

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oh EEEEEeeeeeewwwwww."

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".... that poor bear."