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[kingofthisworld]

- Jak
- Ironhide
- Phoenix
- Razer

[Sometime later, a strikethrough appears over Jak's name.]

Comments

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[farfairersoul.livejournal.com]

[heavyweaponsbot]

Huh. Took you long enough to come back. You get lost?

[medicalofficer.livejournal.com]

... What do you mean?

[heavyweaponsbot]

... Nothing!

[medicalofficer.livejournal.com]

What do you mean, Ironhide?

[heavyweaponsbot]

... It is nothing. Leave it.

[medicalofficer.livejournal.com]

Clearly, it is not nothing, or you would not have been named.

[heavyweaponsbot]

Little organic is angry we are stronger than he is. Nothing more.

[medicalofficer.livejournal.com]

... [Click. He's not doing this over the network, but he knows you, Ironhide. And he thinks you are an idiot for getting involved.]

[heavyweaponsbot]

...

[Not... as planned.]

[medicalofficer.livejournal.com]

Is there a problem?

[shadesofeco.livejournal.com]

And here I thought you weren't coming back at all.

[scionofwisdom.livejournal.com]

Been keeping to yourself, then?

I have something of yours, I believe.

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

You may return it if you wish.

[scionofwisdom.livejournal.com]

Knowing where you are currently would be exceedingly helpful.

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

My room.

[scionofwisdom.livejournal.com]

I'll be there shortly.

[Knocking politely, as always.]

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[And he opens the door not long after.]

Princess.

[scionofwisdom.livejournal.com]

[She's standing as stoic and regal as ever, holding a folded pile of black fabric in her hands.]

I found it in the hall. Judging by the make and design, I assumed it could only be yours.

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[He reaches for it and nods to her.]

You have my thanks.

[ecopiracy.livejournal.com]

Oh yes, do announce your plans. If you think making us aware of your intent to exact revenge will intimidate us, you're really not that intelligent.

[nottheaveragekg.livejournal.com]

...Ganondorf.

[meantthecar.livejournal.com]

[Keira's got a bad, bad feeling.]

What are the names for?

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[He initially wasn't going to respond to replies to this entry. But he doesn't recognize the voice. And he doesn't want to keep his audience in suspense.]

Just a list of players, my dear.

[meantthecar.livejournal.com]

[The panic is slowly creeping into her voice]

Players? Players for what?