From 8193355c1097e316906e4392118bf54eb94e652d Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Pregmodder <pregmodder@gmail.com> Date: Mon, 2 Apr 2018 14:42:02 -0400 Subject: [PATCH] minor fix --- devNotes/VersionChangeLog-Premod+LoliMod.txt | 1 + src/pregmod/theBlackMarket.tw | 2 +- 2 files changed, 2 insertions(+), 1 deletion(-) diff --git a/devNotes/VersionChangeLog-Premod+LoliMod.txt b/devNotes/VersionChangeLog-Premod+LoliMod.txt index e52e750f359..b444044b0d5 100644 --- a/devNotes/VersionChangeLog-Premod+LoliMod.txt +++ b/devNotes/VersionChangeLog-Premod+LoliMod.txt @@ -10,6 +10,7 @@ -added neighber hacking options -fixes -typo corrections + -code cleanup 4/01/2018 diff --git a/src/pregmod/theBlackMarket.tw b/src/pregmod/theBlackMarket.tw index f9a74eb3de2..1a975a8f91a 100644 --- a/src/pregmod/theBlackMarket.tw +++ b/src/pregmod/theBlackMarket.tw @@ -2,7 +2,7 @@ <<set $nextButton = "Back", $nextLink = "Buy Slaves", $returnTo = "Buy Slaves", $showEncyclopedia = 1, $encyclopedia = "The Black Market">> -You board your VTOL bird for the trip the the current location of the particularly exclusive, and quite lucrative, Black Market knowing full well that the trip may take far longer than anticipated; the market frequently relocates to shake the unwanted attention it inevitably gains. It's far easier than paying off authorities, especially with how outrageous their demands have become with the decline of the Old World. You're greeting by a gruff bouncer, already fully aware of just who you are and your permission to be there. "Check your weapons - No firearms allowed inside.<<if $$Bodyguard != 0>> She may keep her blade, "he gesture to $Bodyguard.slaveName, "but keep in mind. If you cause us trouble, you will not be going home in one piece.<<if $Bodyguard.amp <= -4>>" He taps his clearly bionic arm. "Disable her weapons systems. I know what she is capable of.<</if>><</if>>" +You board your VTOL bird for the trip the the current location of the particularly exclusive, and quite lucrative, Black Market knowing full well that the trip may take far longer than anticipated; the market frequently relocates to shake the unwanted attention it inevitably gains. It's far easier than paying off authorities, especially with how outrageous their demands have become with the decline of the Old World. You're greeting by a gruff bouncer, already fully aware of just who you are and your permission to be there. "Check your weapons - No firearms allowed inside.<<if $Bodyguard != 0>> She may keep her blade, "he gesture to $Bodyguard.slaveName, "but keep in mind. If you cause us trouble, you will not be going home in one piece.<<if $Bodyguard.amp <= -4>>" He taps his clearly bionic arm. "Disable her weapons systems. I know what she is capable of.<</if>><</if>>" <br><br> -- GitLab