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lieutenantantichrist) wrote2015-06-22 03:19 am
lieutenantantichrist) wrote2015-06-22 03:19 am
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[23] Video/Action for Goldenrod - "ROCK, FLAG, and EAGLE."
[Listen up. It's time for a message from the President.
You could call it the look of the cat who ate the canary, or you could call it plain smug. That's what's on Blake's face as he reclines behind a big, fancy desk in his headquarters.
(If the big, fancy desk happened to be bought cheap because it has a short leg currently propped up by the local yellow pages, who's to know?)]
So maybe you all noticed that idiot in the welding mask got his ass kicked right out of his little island tax shelter. You know whose boot did the kicking?
That's right. Yours truly.
[He spreads his arms and leans his chair back with a creak.] I'd call that all the inauguration I need.
[There's a big old American flag hanging on the wall behind him. Anybody looking close might notice that it's handmade, with slightly uneven stripes and what may be a couple missing stars. When's the last time anybody gave a fuck about Nebraska, anyway?]
Now, it just so happens I'm in a real good mood. So, if you got grievances, ideas, petitions, or you just want to say thank you, now's the time to bring it up. You got a chance to fuckin' have a say in the government.
[The flag is slightly crooked. A little Snubbull climbs up on the desk to straighten it out.]
My door's open.
[Maybe that's how the ice cream monster thing got in.]
You could call it the look of the cat who ate the canary, or you could call it plain smug. That's what's on Blake's face as he reclines behind a big, fancy desk in his headquarters.
(If the big, fancy desk happened to be bought cheap because it has a short leg currently propped up by the local yellow pages, who's to know?)]
So maybe you all noticed that idiot in the welding mask got his ass kicked right out of his little island tax shelter. You know whose boot did the kicking?
That's right. Yours truly.
[He spreads his arms and leans his chair back with a creak.] I'd call that all the inauguration I need.
[There's a big old American flag hanging on the wall behind him. Anybody looking close might notice that it's handmade, with slightly uneven stripes and what may be a couple missing stars. When's the last time anybody gave a fuck about Nebraska, anyway?]
Now, it just so happens I'm in a real good mood. So, if you got grievances, ideas, petitions, or you just want to say thank you, now's the time to bring it up. You got a chance to fuckin' have a say in the government.
[The flag is slightly crooked. A little Snubbull climbs up on the desk to straighten it out.]
My door's open.
[Maybe that's how the ice cream monster thing got in.]
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[Said ice cream monster trundles past in the background.
Blake says it easily. It's just some asshole disappearing. He didn't like him anyway. The place'll be quieter without him. It's like that guy who's always drunk and yelling on the corner. He may be a fixture, but it's not like you'd miss him if he was gone. Yeah.
He winces at what Riku's talking about.] Shit. Sounds like a damn dull way to spend it. Usually the bullshit is at least something interesting.
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[There's a long pause as this sinks in. Cobra was easily the most vocal member of Team Rocket. He was always hatching some crazy scheme. Always trying to dominate. And now he's out of the picture...
His brow creases, and a dark look crosses his face, albeit for a few moments tops.]
I'd take Cobra's insanity over slipping all weekend. Wonder how Team Rocket's gonna handle losing the guy-- always figured he was one of their more active members.
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Maybe those idiots'll finally fall apart. For one thing, now there's a real police force here to hunt them down and not just let them get away with a slap on the wrist.