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WHO: 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!
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[Varian vanishes off-screen for a moment. There's a scuffle and Varian can be heard muttering "c'mon it's just for a minute" before he appears with a chunky ass raccoon in his hands, holding him up to the camera. ]
See? Meet Ruddiger. Ruddiger, meet Ace.
[Ruddiger waves with his little raccoon paw-hand, as if he understands what is being said to him.
Varian has made a grave error this day. ]
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Hey, bud! You a little chaos junkie fighting against the man, too?
[He's definitely not mentally assembling a little trash chaos squad in his head, nope. No siree. He would never.]
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Ruddiger chitters in response, giving a little thumbs-up.]
He says he is. [ Varian translates for him. ] He uh- he tends to get into everything. All the time.
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He's literally pressing a hand to his chest, nodding emotionally to what Varian is saying.]
Good man. He's living life the only way a true chaoticist can. He better be getting all the treats, over there. A pioneer like him deserves them!
[Sorry for your lot in life, Varian.]
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Yeaaaaaah, he'd get the treat regardless. He breaks into people's rooms to get them himself if I don't. [A beat. ] A... also when I do, honestly. He's kind of a nightmare.
[ Ruddiger chitters unhappily! Wow, excuse you, Varian, he's delightful!! ]