THIS IS A POST

[jackbotsattack]

A POST FOR THINGS

I am the laziest of lazy people yeah

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[jackbotsattack]

[Jack looks like he's about to complain about Hajime not being evil, but then Omi interrupts.]

Who else could you pick, Jack Spicer? Wuya?

[Wuya, who has floated her way over in the midst of the argument, shakes her head.] No hands.

And no game. [Jack looks back at Hajime, sizing him up, then finally at Omi.] Fine, whatever. Let's just get this started. I wager my Jetbootsu and Shroud of Shadows against your Flip Coin and...?

The Falcon's Eye is the only other Shen Gong Wu I have.

That'll do.

[He leans forward, and together the two yell,]

Let's go! Xiaolin Showdown!

[And the scenery immediately begins to change. The court starts to rocket skyward, seemingly into space, surrounded by stars, the floor of the court falling away to the invisible ground below.

Jack wobbles to keep his balance but seems otherwise unsurprised by this turn of events.]

[inspirethefire]

[One step forward, but he wasn't prepared for where it leads. He sucks in a breath through his teeth as the landscape changes, surging high and crumbling into darkness. His heart beats in his throat as he barely manages to keep his balance.

The only small comfort he has is Jermaine voicing his own nerves. Well, at least he's not alone.

He looks at Jack. He's not alone.]

Just another game, then, is it? [Jack's not scared--it looks like an every day occurrence, even. Just follow his lead. One more deep breath. See, he's not scared, either. This is fine. This is great.]

[jackbotsattack]

[Jack seems completely unsympathetic toward Hajime's plight, as he doesn't offer any words of comfort or encouragement as the ground falls away, leaving them suspended on thin rods.]

Yeah, a game. Basketball, two-on-two, ten minutes on the clock.

[He rummages around in his coat, then pulls out a piece of black cloth, which he then unceremoniously tosses over Hajime's head.]

I'm already wearing the Jetbootsu so you get the Shroud of Shadows. It'll make you invisible if you just...

[How does he even explain this? He's never had to before!]

You just... sort of say the name and... [He flaps his hand.] ...wave it...

[This sounds stupid.]

It'll come instinctively! Just trust me.