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[artist_of_anger]

*In this post, you may find yourself near a never ending dirt road. Never ending because no matter how far you look in either way, it seems to go on forever, and walking the road only seems to take you right back to the signpost which a not-elf is now leaning against. The sign proclaiming this to be the "last stop".... where could he be heading

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[master_of_mon]

[I THINK I'LL JUST POP UP BEHIND YOU DURING YOUR SRS CONTEMPLATION]

Yo Jak!

[artist_of_anger]

*Barely even shrugs now. He's just that used to it by now.*

... Evening Ash.

[master_of_mon]

Are ya waitin' on a bus? 'Cuz uh, ya probably figured it out by now, but I don't public transportations big here !Except for the one that exploded that one time.

[artist_of_anger]

... Actually, I don't know what I'm waiting for. I just know it's coming... if that makes any sense.

[im_impulse]

Hey Jak! Is it just me or d'you get a little turned around back there? I coulda swore I made two lefts by the same rock that looks like Elvis...

[artist_of_anger]

... Yeah Imp. I don't think this is a regular road.

[im_impulse]

It's one of those mobieus strip loopy ones?

[artist_of_anger]

... Sure. It's also... my way home.

[deadbeatgoeson]

*... yeah, this is lighting up a cigarette-worthy, right here.*

... man, I've got to get out of this fucking camp.

[artist_of_anger]

*That it is. That it is.*

You could always try hitching a ride with whatever comes to pick me up.

[deadbeatgoeson]

Eh, I've got that "not quite yet" gut feeling that tells me that that ends with the barrier giving me a concussion. So yeah, pass.

[artist_of_anger]

Heh. If you say so...

... Weird man. Two years going, and I'm know nothing more now than I did back then. Gotta hand it to her... outta all the evil dictators I've ever gone up against, Elisabeth Sayre is the first one I haven't beat.

[parasol_hero]

...And yet?

[artist_of_anger]

... Evening Ros.

... And yet... well. Still trying to figure that one out.

[parasol_hero]

A very good evening to you as well, Jak.

...Er...if I may, what is going on here?

[artist_of_anger]

... Just trying to make the pieces fit together while I still can.

[vegan_megan]

Okay, okay, camp, can I please get back soon because I really need to ...

Oh, hi. Got lost, too?

[artist_of_anger]

... Hey Megan.

[vegan_megan]

Hi.

... [looks at luggage]

[looks at signpost]

Huh.

((Off to bed unfortunately :( I'll pick up tomorrow if that's okay?))

[artist_of_anger]

Yeah... this is it.

((Totally okay with me!))