Dec 22, 2007 09:41
Ken wanted to die.
He was sitting in the gazebo of the park, in a big chair.
Dressed like Santa, complete with fake beard. His 'ho ho ho's sounded a little snarky, but he was doing his best not to ruin it for the kids.
His shins already told him never to have his own children.
[ooc: Open! No OCD, I'm lazy.]
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dean winchester,
pippi longstocking,
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screwtape,
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Which was to say, a clue that might lead to one of the Corona Aurora jewels.
Tracker out, he was wandering around the town scanning for any jewel-linked unusual readings.
Well, he saw something unusual, all right.
And he was absolutely not above switching his Tracker into cameraphone mode to take a picture.
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Ken already had issues with twenty-first century technology, so Mack didn't think "it's a high-tech device that transforms me into a costumed superhero with weapons I can pull out of my helmet, lets me call giant armored assault vehicles when I need them, has advanced analytical functions and GPS and oh yeah, it's a phone too" would be the . . . well, the most understandable explanation he could give.
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