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goldaceWHO: Ace, Caleb, and you!
WHERE: On the Gemini app, we don't post property damage where corporate can get us
WHEN: December 17th
WHAT: Ace has stumbled across the touching scene of corporate greed being returned to the Earth. Also known as; who let these chaos gremlins out without a babysitter?
WARNINGS: Chaos, little magical trash bandits, only some vehicles were harmed in the making of this post, language -- will update if needed!
[Good morning, Kaisou, I hope you are here for some chaos!
Too bad, you're getting some anyway.
Picture, if you will, a cybertruck.
Now picture a cybertruck after a raccoon has had his fun with it. Because that is what is on screen right now.]
Guys. [And there’s Ace, sounding so choked up, so proud.] Guys, guys, guys. Have you ever seen something so beautiful?
[He’s just going to walk the camera around this monstrosity of planes and angles, giving everyone a gooooooood look at the chaos that has unfolded, here.
And good lord was there chaos. Claw marks, teeth marks, muddy little raccoon paw prints on the windshields, even the windshield wipers are fucked. Either there were a horde of raccoons at work here, or there was one very determined little critter.
Or one very determined little critter and a trio of Creations with pom poms, if the insanely pleased looking carbuncle raccoon sitting on a tower made of said Creations just off to the side of Ace's camera is any indication. Caleb just waves to the camera as Ace passes by.]
The gashes, the dents, the paint work! [Ace takes a moment to just let the camera soak in the chaos, sighing so happily.] Nature is healing.
ooc: as a note, both Caleb and Ace will be boppin' around the replies!
WHERE: On the Gemini app, we don't post property damage where corporate can get us
WHEN: December 17th
WHAT: Ace has stumbled across the touching scene of corporate greed being returned to the Earth. Also known as; who let these chaos gremlins out without a babysitter?
WARNINGS: Chaos, little magical trash bandits, only some vehicles were harmed in the making of this post, language -- will update if needed!
[Good morning, Kaisou, I hope you are here for some chaos!
Too bad, you're getting some anyway.
Picture, if you will, a cybertruck.
Now picture a cybertruck after a raccoon has had his fun with it. Because that is what is on screen right now.]
Guys. [And there’s Ace, sounding so choked up, so proud.] Guys, guys, guys. Have you ever seen something so beautiful?
[He’s just going to walk the camera around this monstrosity of planes and angles, giving everyone a gooooooood look at the chaos that has unfolded, here.
And good lord was there chaos. Claw marks, teeth marks, muddy little raccoon paw prints on the windshields, even the windshield wipers are fucked. Either there were a horde of raccoons at work here, or there was one very determined little critter.
Or one very determined little critter and a trio of Creations with pom poms, if the insanely pleased looking carbuncle raccoon sitting on a tower made of said Creations just off to the side of Ace's camera is any indication. Caleb just waves to the camera as Ace passes by.]
The gashes, the dents, the paint work! [Ace takes a moment to just let the camera soak in the chaos, sighing so happily.] Nature is healing.
ooc: as a note, both Caleb and Ace will be boppin' around the replies!
