Custom Credit (Inner Self 🎭)

Forced once again to return to the military surplus dealership with nothing but an ironclad store-credit slip, you are standing in the middle of a massive lot filled with bizarre, heavily specialized machinery. Hannah has given up entirely, and Richard is waiting at the neighborhood entrance with a clipboard. It’s time to choose your next weapon of mass suburban irritation. _________ This is the third and probably last in this series. Has been good fun. This one is what ever you want to take home. Inner self script thanks to LewdLeah