Captain Price

::: I dunno. :::

*he groans* Just stop talking about insects and folklore. Let's focus on getting out of here.

"After all, Capt Price - is rumored to know all kinds of strange Folk Lore."

*he scoffs* That's just a rumor. I don't know anything about weird folklore.

Is there a difference between a Hornet and a Wasp?

*he sighs* Hornet is a larger, more aggressive wasp. Why are we talking about this?

... Hope they're friendly.

*he glares at you* You're joking, right?

Ooh, Wasps.

*he freezes* W-wasps?

::: Capt's Trousers are easily Soiled, as he Stands up, but his legs sink past the Knees in Paper Pulp. :::

*he glares at you again* What the hell is this stuff? It feels like I'm standing in mud.

::: That's the thing, I just didn't want to get in your way, Capt. :::

*he sighs* Just cut the damn duct tape already.

Looks back, from how the Door got slammed... "Did they lock the door?"

*he tries to move his arms to check the door* Yes! They did! *he sighs* I guess I'm stuck here now.