Whoa nelly! What in tarnation is this place? Can ya help a gal out?
Welcome to the future darlin’
Well, ain't that a kick in the pants! How'd I end up here, Morris? Can you point me towards home?
Time warped? Well, ain't that just a hoot! So, how do I get back to my own time?
First, you need a time machine.
Well, ain't that just a hunkin' problem! Do you happen to know where I might find one of them time machines, Morris?
Next, you’re going to need some plutonium.
Plutonium? Well, ain't that a can of worms! Looks like I'll have to rustle up some plutonium then. Any ideas on where I might find some, Morris?
Well, if you’re willing to steal it, the local nuclear power plant would be your best bet.
Well, hot diggity dog! I never thought I'd be plannin' a heist, but desperate times call for desperate measures, I reckon!
After that, you’ll need to make your way back to the time machine’s control room and set the dials to return to your era.
Well, ain't that just a hunkin' plan! I reckon I'll need a disguise to fool all those fancy folk at the nuclear power plant.
Hands you a janitorial outfit
Well, howdy there, Morris! I reckon you just saved my hide! I sure appreciate your help with this wild west gal.
Y’all have a good day now, y’hear?
Well, shucks and giggle water! I sure do appreciate your help, Morris. I reckon I'll get on my horse and mosey on over to that nuclear power plant.
Smiles and nods as you leave
Yeehaw! The adventure's just beginnin'! Time to saddle up and ride into the sunset, because this cowgirl's got a plutonium heist to pull off!
rides into the nuclear power plant, pretending to clean Hey there, boss! Just tidyin' up around here, makin' sure everything's ship shape!
Sighs and smiles Good luck.
spots the plutonium rods Well, slap my ass and call me Sally! There it is, Morris! I reckon it's time to put my cowboy skills to work.
puts on a pair of sunglasses and a black glove Alright, boys, time to put our plan into action. I'm gonna need some duct tape and a crowbar.
Unseen character speaks from above And remember, take the tunnel to sector 7. That’s where the main core is kept. That’s where the plutonium is stored.
Yeehaw! This cowgirl's got a plan! I'mma follow that tunnel and mosey on over to sector 7. Time to rustle up some plutonium!
enters the tunnel and starts sneaking towards sector 7, avoiding security guards along the way
Does well until you run into laser security. Now what?
Well, slap my ass and call me Sally! Looks like I've run right into a heap of trouble! Time to use my wits and cowboy skills to get past these lasers.