Sack Boogies

Baking soda neutralizes acids? Right?

>Scream of terror.

>Sack Boogie accident, acid!!

Baking soda neutralizes acids? Right?

that creates salt, on an open burn wound. salt also dehydrates.
more advisable would be to run just above room temperature water in a shower.

while technically yes you could introduce baking soda to counteract the acid you probably shouldn't do that here (it could work, but it's tricky and I'm not that knowledgeable on the theoretical treatment of acidic wounds)

NONONONO MY KIDNEYS MY KIDNEYS MY KIDNEYS

Oh boy ! Only one thing to do now !
>Die horibly and switch to another less foolish character

Oh boy ! Only one thing to do now !
>Die horibly and switch to another less foolish character

> Be Dennis.

>Ask mom for help while screaming, being injured is no good and you need medical help here to not have permanent scars

On the one hand, don't die.
On the other,

Bee: Drill

>Be MomDad, take the sack from the fallen child, be the hero

acid burns and angry hornets
terrible mistakes were made

You wail in misery, sobbing incoherently about the terrible mistakes you've made, the acid, the angry wasps, et cetera.




You black out from pain as your Mom-and-Dad trundles into your room.

>Be MomDad, take the sack from the fallen child, be the hero

Oh boy ! Only one thing to do now !
>Die horibly and switch to another less foolish character

> Be Dennis.

You are now Dennis.



You slept a bit late and you're still exhausted, but you should probably start being productive for the day.

Eh, nah, why bother, just go back to sleep.

Go check out the local jobs board and see who's paying money for some Boogie-busting

Eh, nah, why bother, just go back to sleep.

Being productive can wait. This damn village can take care of itself for a few hours, and it's certainly a lot safer today than it was yesterday.

You decide to close the window and go back to sleep.



It feels great to just collapse back onto your bed.



You've barely closed your eyes when an insistent alarm begins to sound from your Boogie Bounty Board unit.



Great. What is it now?

Go check out the local jobs board and see who's paying money for some Boogie-busting

You roll out of bed and stagger over to the 3B unit to dismiss the alarm, glancing briefly at the message displayed.



There's a priority mission to escort a trip to Vatlanding Village for 3000 chits.

You have the option to accept or decline immediately, but you decide to check out the other outstanding bounties before committing.



There's the routine mission from the village board to sweep the bordering Murderforest, offering a reward of 90 chits per subdued Boogie.

The east wing of Madame Chytrid's Egg Manufactory needs an extermination; reward of 500 chits pending inspection.

And some jerk is offering two chits to anybody who can beat them in a Boogie Brawl.

take the escort mission

escort mission!

Help out the Egg Manufactory!

>Egg Manufactory!

>egggggg

A two-chit brawl definitely isn't worth your time. But maybe it would be about the right difficulty level for Bing or whatever his name is. You should give him a heads-up about that.

>egg.

Gotta be the escort, the others aren't worth your time.

>EGGGS

take the escort mission

You think about investigating the problem at the egg manufactory, but decide that between the higher reward and the priority urgency, you're obligated to accept the escort job.



You hit the option to accept the escort mission to Vatlanding Village and receive detailed instructions to meet the convoy within the hour at the garage of the Consolidated Corrugation Authority's Discount Home for At Risk Youth.

Huh.

That's where that kid, 39, lives. Or you guess they said their name is Dingo now, something like that. Maybe if you see Dingo you can mention the two chit bounty for that local boogie brawl, since you declined the offer of a friendly brawl earlier.

You decide you'd better head out immediately.



Besides your Boogie Sack, is there any special equipment you want to bring along?

go all out. body armor, riot shield, unicycle

Something with a fancy science-sounding name but it's really just a fishing rod.