Cult of Please

>Play some sports. Impress them all with your sport prowess.

Go to the dorms. sleeping is the best cure!

>Head to Medical Science, there's probably someone in there you can "convince" to mend your wounds.

Not that you don't find custom's work satisfactory, but you figure since you're here anyway, you might as well get your leg checked out. And maybe they'll have something for Prison too.
You walk into the Medical Science wing.



Inside you find that most of the rooms are makeshift sleeping quarters. You walk by one kitchen set up using Bunsen burners and finally reach the end of the hall, where all the salvageable medical supplies has been packed into one room.



Inside you see Angel, patching up some poor sap.

Relax. Act like you belong. Ask her if she can have a look at you.

HELLO SO I WAS FIGHTING YOUR DUDES A MOMENT AGO AND THAT'S HOW I GOT HURT CAN YOU HELP ME

Be careful, lady probably likes to pack needles. If you can take her out quietly, do so. Keep an eye out for sedatives.

Ask her why she isn't wearing a bra.

Relax. Act like you belong. Ask her if she can have a look at you.

You get Angel's attention and ask if she has some time.
She tells the guy on her table to get dresses, and get out.



Sure thing dear, just get undressed and have a seat.

You tell her it's just your leg.

Oh, do we have a modest one here? Or maybe you're just real attached to your getup. We don't see many with unique duds in these parts. Speaking of which I've never seen you before, meaning you must be new here.

I suppose you could say that.



Right, well whatever, let's have a look. Huh, this is from one of our boys right?

HELLO SO I WAS FIGHTING YOUR DUDES A MOMENT AGO AND THAT'S HOW I GOT HURT CAN YOU HELP ME

Got your ass whipped huh? Ha, sucker. What a shame, they don't need bigger egos. Alright I'll get this touched up, this temp job you have is shit.

A minute later you can barely feel any pain in your leg.

Be careful, lady probably likes to pack needles. If you can take her out quietly, do so. Keep an eye out for sedatives.

You thank her then Custom knocks her out.

She seems nice enough. You might want a medic on your party?

yeah brainwash her

>Determine why her hair is that color. Is it dye?

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yeah brainwash her

okay guys I am under the impression that Mrs. Please doesn't have any mind-bending powers. All she did to Prison was instantly woop his buddy and give him a "do you wanna try me?" stare.

> Tie her up good. Scavenge for supplies.

But there was LIGHTNING bob
that automatically means psychic powers

>Place her with the raccoons.

She seems nice enough. You might want a medic on your party?

you decide that Angel was actually kind of nice. Maybe a bit forward, but nice enough. She even seemed to not be that huge of a fan of the perimeter guard.

You tell the boys you're done here, and for Prison to carry Angel.

>Place her with the raccoons.

You head on over to the 'Coon pens, which is really just a short wall of rubble left from one of the destroyed buildings.
You manage to avoid drawing too much attention to yourselves on the way over, but when you get there it's quite obvious you're carrying their unconscious Medic.

That brainchild seems rather perturbed by this.

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Lazy update.. LOOK HOW CUTE THIS IS!

.. I still need a name for this dude.

>Say hello.

Just stare at him silently for several minutes

Shhh. It's okay. We're the backup medics! We take care of the medic if the medic, uh, becomes incapacitated.

a name for the raccoon?
i thought the kid was named like, *checks * unnamed okay
okay the kid is named Tent.

Just stare at him silently for several minutes

>Say hello.

Hello.



Screeeeeee!



You think you can smell your brain melting. But that can't be right. You can't smell anything through this mask.

It must just be the searing pain talking.

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a name for the raccoon?
i thought the kid was named like, *checks * unnamed okay
okay the kid is named Tent.

I wasn't actually asking for a name suggestion when I said that, just sort of thinking aloud. Either way, Augury doesn't know his name, so unless someone tells hi, he'll continue to not know.

Man, I almost forgot his name was Augury. I've only mentioned it in-comic once. '~'

(Oh also. Bob's right. you're not psychic. ..but this li'l fucker is)

>ask him to stop please

Suddenly... more DEM birds?

You're not here to hurt him!

>Experience strange visions, possibly involving angry sharks.

And now you're a raccoon.