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paradisa2012-09-20 08:21 pm
messin_with_my_zen_thing) wrote in paradisa2012-09-20 08:21 pm
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[Someone has elected to ignore the fairy guests and, instead, retreat to familiar ground. Still on his loss, Flynn's set up camp in the game room. His feet are planted in front of one of the machines as he tears through level after level without breaking a sweat. He's got a boombox propped on another game with a cassette playing for background noise. He'd quickly figured out that it's just not the same without the old jukebox (... or a reasonable facsimile) playing.
He bops along with the music, humming under his breath as he blows up another pixellated tank.]
You know? This place isn't half bad. And it looks like I got here just in time for the bash of the year. [He laughs] Hey, is it my fault it wanted to wait for the life of the party?
((OOC: Here's one last chance to see fabulously cocky 80s Flynn! You know you want to!))
He bops along with the music, humming under his breath as he blows up another pixellated tank.]
You know? This place isn't half bad. And it looks like I got here just in time for the bash of the year. [He laughs] Hey, is it my fault it wanted to wait for the life of the party?
((OOC: Here's one last chance to see fabulously cocky 80s Flynn! You know you want to!))