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fandomhigh2012-11-29 01:45 pm
nomoresportscars) wrote in fandomhigh2012-11-29 01:45 pm
Fandom High Lacrosse Club, The Danger Shop, Thursday After Classes
The danger shop was a field again, and there was even a fairly normal-looking opposing team programmed into the simulation. Well, normal-looking from afar, anyway. Once any of the club members actually got close enough to them to see inside their helmets, they would notice that literally every player on the opposing team was a copy of Coach Simstock.
And yes, they were occasionally going tobe stopping what they were doing in the game to recite the Independence Day speech, for no good reason.
It was the best Jackson had managed on his own, okay. Maybe one day he'd give up his pride and ask Stiles or someone for help, but today was not that day. Not that he looked all that interested in the club today anyway. His phone seemed to be most of his focus.
He glanced up. "Okay, play, or whatever."
Inspiring, right?
[ocd up!]
And yes, they were occasionally going tobe stopping what they were doing in the game to recite the Independence Day speech, for no good reason.
It was the best Jackson had managed on his own, okay. Maybe one day he'd give up his pride and ask Stiles or someone for help, but today was not that day. Not that he looked all that interested in the club today anyway. His phone seemed to be most of his focus.
He glanced up. "Okay, play, or whatever."
Inspiring, right?
[ocd up!]