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  1. Meanwhile, at the entrence, the gang of bandits lounged in the wasteland sun, grumbling at each other and wondering where the hell their drinks were. They had settled down in a rare moment of sober lazyness, however considering that several of their number had already tried to jump the gap in a feat of bravado and ended up screaming the whole way down, it's not truly impressive. The bandits are a mixed bunch of humans, all florid with too much drink and a mis-match of armor and equipment. They laugh on and off at the continued attempts of the drunk Overseers attempt to murder them, as the bullets ricocheet several feet beyond their position. The only thing they can do, and are doing, is waiting for that damn pidgeon man, Janus.

  2. thaumcraft 2 mod+underground suger cane farm+ 2 stacks of iron= heart attack winning. Seriously. I have found a ton of iron in my new cave system home. It's insane. And Crystals, enough to make an ore and then maybe let it grow into something epic.

  3. Can't with a mod that forces you to work with limited knowledge on hwo the hell the stuff is supposed to be made. thaumcraft is a bugger in that respect, and TMI doesn't give me the recipes for it.. Also, texture glitches with Tainted land made me laugh at the funny purple blocks, and then a sheep tried to murder me. It nearly did.

  4. The teacher groaned as the rest of his band of escapees tried to while away the time with scary stories. In part, his groans were for the fact that there was no imaginable way these children could find anything scarier than what was happening now (Although, to be fair, the elevator ride was boring), and the rest was for the fact that the stories were absolutely harmless. Not scary at all. He did think it meant that they focused more on the stories than the danger, which may have been the point. He got up and looked around, making an inventory of the room. The meager lift only had a snack machine he had no means of getting in to, as he had left his wallet back in the classroom, a bed with nothing on it due to someone looting it for their own personal use, the control panel to decide where to go, and.. The students. Hopefully whatever was down on the level they were headed too had something more.. Substantial than this. He really hoped so.

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