> Wednesday, July 8th, 2015

SITUATION: http://pastebin.com/ziMsX6th
MECHANICS: http://pastebin.com/49M2eE8Z
THE RULES: http://pastebin.com/BEsprkBZ
THE TANK: http://pastebin.com/sJsgig6B
THE DIVISIONS: http://pastebin.com/xCQZAdqU
THE SHOP: http://pastebin.com/v6xeDRXj

As Stack began to teach Josephina and Ingrid how to get the tracks onto the Cromwell, you and Winona ate the last bits of your breakfast. “So, how was your night with the GrisGris?” asks Winona. You shrug, munching on some hashbrowns. “Come oooonnn!” Winona leaned in close, rubbing her head against your arm. “Did anything lewd happen? You can tell me.”

“Nothing ‘lewd’ happened,” you explain. “I got a good night’s sleep, and that was that.” Honestly, why does no one seem to understand that you are not looking for a relationship? God.

“Hmph.” Winona places her plate into the dirty dishes pile by the burnt out campfire. “Boring.”

“Don’t start,” you say. You look at Winona up and down, and find that she has changed out into a white tank top and khaki cargo shorts, still retaining her black thigh highs but mixing it up with heavy boots. “What’s with that outfit anyway, taking a vacation?”

“Yep! I’m going down to the racetrack, apparently Griselda’s gonna be welcoming in some people who are visiting to try it out! Did you want to come with?” she asks.

> Sure. (TAKE VACATION DAY: 5)
> No thanks, I got work.
> Other