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(Hey, is anyone on?)
(Hey, is anyone on?)
(Me. I'm not sure when the best moment to jump in is.)
(sorry, i'm not sure what you should do either)
(Me. I'm not sure when the best moment to jump in is.)
(Me neither)
(We could just have all the characters meet each other outside or something… like maybe they all start fighting and the other characters are like "hey, what's happening," and they get involved?)
(I'm here)
(okay, and cool, most people are here, should we continue?)
(Yuss)
(yas)
Jackson got up quickly, and followed Sam. "You're really going to use that magic trick in front of a bunch of civilians?"
"They know me, remember? I'm a vigilante. Your neighborhood Spiderman," (gtg bye)
( @Brokenchipmunk )
(hello?)
(Hi)
(hi)
(I'm sorry I was out with my dad and we went to the whole food's empire and made contact with some wild humans from "Wisconsin" and then we freaked out a bunch of people and our neighbor that owns an abandoned restaurant and three trucks and a tractor and a whole lot of fireworks gave us girl scout cookies because apparently he bought over 100 boxes to support the girl scouts who live in our neighborhood and now he's just giving them out BUT ANYWAY I'm here now)
(That was a wild read…)
(cursed/blessed paragraph)
(I'm not kidding about any of it though
I live in NYC, and so me and my dad were going to the whole foods empire, and yes, it is an empire, and these people yelled,
"Hey, we're from Wisconsin! It's pretty wild here,"
And my dad said, "Yeah, I know." and he pointed to me and said, "She was born here but I'm from Boston,"
Then we all paused
And I said, "We're Celtics fans," and we were like halfway down the block by then and one of the dudes was laughing and the other went, "Well now we have issues!"
and so after returning from the empire and nearly getting hit by four cars we were stopped by our neighbor, and honestly I'm not sure if he lives in the restaurant or just owns it, but I do know that he owns 2-3 cars named after the restaurant and a tractor that moves around a lot, and I've seen the fireworks during forth of July block parties, because honestly my dad's neighborhood gets pretty wild, and he asked if I wanted cookies, and he came out with two bags with like twenty boxes in each and my dad was like, "How many do you have?" and he said, "Over 150, I bought all of Katie and Iris's stash, (Isis and Katie are the girl scouts) and my dad was like "Yeah okay" and now we have trefoils for me and thin mints for my sister)
//oh wow
(i have no other words. that paragraph is too weird to be fake)
(Wow)
(Oh and I forgot to say, the way that we freaked out some little kids was that they were riding their bikes on the sidewalk and my dad made a joke about pushing their bike over and stealing it and one of them heard and looked at us with the most horrified expression on his face)
(should we continue?)
"Yes, but Spiderman isn't a vigilante. He's a superhero," Jackson reminded.
"Fine, then I'm Catwoman. Morally dubious and bisexual… well, technically, I'm pan. But that's not the point!"
Jackson hummed. "Ah yes, the point is that you're running around with a legally dead man who just stole you your rent money for you, and we might be running into a fight."
"Yep," Sam said gravely, facing Isaiah. "I don't trust you, but you'd better get those civilians out of here!" They coiled a bit of smoke around Jackson's neck like a noose. "A bit of incentive for you to get to work,"
Jackson chuckled darkly. "Fine, you might not like my methods though." He answered simply, before heading back into the restaurant. He winked at Sam and pulled out a gun he had hidden in his shoe. He winced when it touched his broken ankle, but nevertheless raised it. He shot one of the lights, causing everyone eating there to look at him with panicked expressions on their faces.
"If everyone is not out of here by the time I count to twenty, I will start killing people!" He yelled. People started to scream and run out of the building, staff members included.
Sam slid in between the people, returning the money to their respective owners in the panic. They picked up a taro bun, biting into it nonchalantly. "If you actually hurt someone, I will do to you what you do to them. I'm going to take this fight outside. Stay here,"
Jackson rolled his eyes. He gestured to the smoke around his neck, then to his ankle. "I'm not in a position to hurt anyone right now. But I will ditch you if police come."
Sam nodded. "Deal," (@@sTRAYKEYS)
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