Jul. 8th, 2016 10:29 am
Audio/Action for Goldenrod
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[Audio]
What the hell's with all the flowers?
[That's really all Handsome Jack is concerned with, at the moment.]
Seriously.
What the hell?
[Action]
[Freaking flowers.]
[They're everywhere. The sidewalks look like the aftermath of some kind of soft core snowstorm already and more just keep falling from...he doesn't even know. A pocket dimension, who the hell knows? He's been standing outside his usual cafe for hardly a handful of minutes, and already there are pastel petals in his hair and flowers clinging to his blazer and getting caught on his watches and in the hinges of his mask.]
[Not to mention floating in his overly-sweet coffee.]
[It's too much to hope for that the rain of flora is at least recreationally viable. The only kind of highs plants around here give are not fun ones. This planet sucks. If it weren't so clearly ripe for the picking, with nobody else even thinking about grabbing it, he doubts he could find anything redeeming about it at the moment. It's not even terrible, it's just stupid and annoying. Everything is stupid and annoying.]
[He sighs audibly, covering his face with his hand and adopting a dramatically irritated pose.]
[His nose is starting to itch. And he's got to bike back through this ridiculous weather. With his stupid fat puppy. That's rolling in the flowers because of course the scary bone dog named Doom Boner loves flowers.]
[What did he ever do to deserve this?]
What the hell's with all the flowers?
[That's really all Handsome Jack is concerned with, at the moment.]
Seriously.
What the hell?
[Action]
[Freaking flowers.]
[They're everywhere. The sidewalks look like the aftermath of some kind of soft core snowstorm already and more just keep falling from...he doesn't even know. A pocket dimension, who the hell knows? He's been standing outside his usual cafe for hardly a handful of minutes, and already there are pastel petals in his hair and flowers clinging to his blazer and getting caught on his watches and in the hinges of his mask.]
[Not to mention floating in his overly-sweet coffee.]
[It's too much to hope for that the rain of flora is at least recreationally viable. The only kind of highs plants around here give are not fun ones. This planet sucks. If it weren't so clearly ripe for the picking, with nobody else even thinking about grabbing it, he doubts he could find anything redeeming about it at the moment. It's not even terrible, it's just stupid and annoying. Everything is stupid and annoying.]
[He sighs audibly, covering his face with his hand and adopting a dramatically irritated pose.]
[His nose is starting to itch. And he's got to bike back through this ridiculous weather. With his stupid fat puppy. That's rolling in the flowers because of course the scary bone dog named Doom Boner loves flowers.]
[What did he ever do to deserve this?]
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