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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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[And he can't do that second one.
He turns to give the flag a proud look.]
That's right. Best damn flag there is.
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[Sorry dude.]
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[It's taken a few years, but Blake has finally gotten it through his head that there's worlds so different from his that his hometown doesn't even exist.]
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[Luke knows there are worlds different from his own, but he only knows of one other by name, and has a...very vague understanding of the planet anyway.]
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[There was something about evil circuses, he remembers that much.]
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[It's where he's from, so naturally it's normal as you can get.]