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Jack Spicer ([personal profile] jackbotsattack) wrote2012-07-25 10:14 pm
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THIS IS A POST

A POST FOR THINGS

I am the laziest of lazy people yeah
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http://youtu.be/_1LnICjQu0o?t=13m12s

[personal profile] jackbotsattack 2013-11-11 05:17 am (UTC)(link)
[How could this have happened?

No, really, how did this happen? Time anomaly? A portal to another dimension opening up? A mutant who can break the fourth wall?

Who knows. The point isn't really how it happened, it's what it's done, and what it's done is bring Hajime to a back lot in New York City, near an abandoned basketball court.

Or it would be abandoned, if there weren't two people standing in it - a short boy wearing a beanie and a taller boy, wearing a jersey. At first they're the only ones there, until a robot rises from the ground, sporting a familiar head of red hair and goggles.The robot grabs whatever they were watching (it looks like a flying snake?) and then turns a big, fancy gun on the two boys, and begins charging.]
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[personal profile] jackbotsattack 2013-12-05 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
Stocks suck.

Jack hasn't felt this sore in a long, long time, and it's only been one day. His back aches, his legs fell asleep a long time ago, his wrists throb, and he didn't get any sleep at all for risk of crushing his windpipe against the wood. And that's only the start of the complaints - his stomach growls, his throat burns, and he hasn't been allowed a single bathroom break.

Really, the only the only thing that could make this worse would be if everyone could see him in this state - oh wait, they can! Of course they can.

Jack fixes his eyes on the dirt, to avoid looking at the free people of the campus. This can't get worse.
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