Mask 14 -- Crouching Travis, Hidden Moron

[gottafindexit]

YO, DIGITAL WORLD. CALLING ALL FUCKHEADS.

So, I'm getting fucking bored doing nothing in this damn inn all day. So guess what? I'll be running around this damn planet in about five minutes. I'm expecting you all of to show me some love, and you better get it damn straight that it's in your best interest to.

So, remember, ladies, gentlemen and all

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[guardianofearth]

[Six foot combat gynoid enjoying a brief walk. Will Daigo's teachings save Miria from a fist in the face?]

[gottafindexit]

[Suddenly, A WILD TRAVIS HAS APPEARED. He's holding his fist out to j00.]

YO! BROFIST!

[guardianofearth]

[Wait... She knows this...]

Oh! Right!

[She lifts up her knuckle... and smashes it as hard as she can into Travis' fist. That is what you are suppose to do right?]

[gottafindexit]

[Dudette, robot brofist. Because the hardness makes it more browesome.]

FUCK YES, that's the shit I'm talking about!

[guardianofearth]

Yay! I did it right! ^-^

How the fuck did your arm survive that?!

[gottafindexit]

Eh, chalk it up to being a main character.

And fuck yeah. Power of the brofist.