As the town watched in horror, unable to stop it, the group flooded out into the streets of the city, ready to take on the world. Each moving in their own direction, either knowing exactly where their destiny lay, or having absolutely no idea where they would end up no matter which direction they turned.
On the other side of the city, in the criminal hideout, Doom was being congratulated on having done such a good job and was offered a raise for being the only reason the heist didn't fail. He just nodded and sighed, realizing his dreams of being a master chef would have to go on hold while he was considered to be one of the local gangsters.
Meanwhile, down the hall from Doom, Guild barged in to the office of the main crime boss, slamming his fist on the table and announcing that he was going to be the leader of the most evil organiztion one day, and that these no-name crooks should worship him. He also mentioned something about a plastic horse, men on various planets, some real, some not, and then went on to tap on the aquarium behind the desk for twenty minutes straight. Completely berazzled by the situation, the crime boss simply shook Guild's hand and told him where to go the next day as the group's proud new decoy.
The day was a bit easier on those who had set out separately. O. Hakubi went to city hall, just looking for some part-time clerical work while he can really plan out a full caree
r or at least tidy up the house. It was horrible, filth and dust everywhere, and he started to think that the only way to fully purge it was with fire... He thought about that so hard, in fact, that by the time he was already starting his interview he realized that he was wearing his exercise outfit and problem wasn't making the best of first impressions. All he ended up with was a job as a podium polisher. As he exits the building he pelvic thrusts to the world and sets out on a new adventure.
Fred passed
by and watched O. Hakubi's gesture to anyone with-in view with a quirked brow as he entered the diner, content for a job as a dish washer. Unfortunately for him, though what would have been a good grace by anyone else's standards that day, he was immediately offered a job as an assistant cook. Better, pay, but a full-time position in place of a part-time one. He celebrates the occasion by spending the last of his money on drinks.
Friday, meanwhile, jogged the entire distance to the far-off military base. Arriv
ing after all other adventures had ceased, she started her own interview by bench-pressing all the new recruits and scaling the side of the building to climb directly in to the enlistment offices. Despite her show of strength and stamina, however, they couldn't help but notice that she was female and only offered her a position as latrine cleaner. As she leaves the building feeling horribly disappointed, she spots an out of service fighter plane on display and wonders if she should have lifted that instead.
Doom and Brentai seemed to follow each other to the local grocery store, one hoping to get a bite to eat and the other just wanting to see the small store's selection of spices before really making headway in their attempts to find stable lines of work. Horror soon struck the unlucky pair, as two figures with ski-masks barged in and began to rob the store. Brentai ducked down behind the counter and pulled his phone from his pocket, quick to dial the police, being a do-gooder and knowing there was nothing he could do on his own to stop the menaces to society. Not truly unterstanding the weight of the situation they were in, far too preoccupied by the high quality sea salts, Doom didn't even notice the robbery attempt before sirens screamed down the streets. Knowing he was the unlucky sort and not wanting any trouble so soon in this new town he moved for the door, not noticing and falling over the officers as they barged in. In the criminals' escape, they mistook Doom for one of their own men who was trying to stall the police, and carried them back to their hideout with them.
As the store came back to a calm and law once again took over, Brentai quickly
shot his hand up in a wave to the officers, explaining to them just what happened and going into a rant for his lifetime goal to be a super secret agent and how he wants to help out the police. He was taken to the station for questioning where they awarded him a small plastic shield reading "junior detective" and offered him a position as a snitch. Alerting the police to any trouble in the town.
shot his hand up in a wave to the officers, explaining to them just what happened and going into a rant for his lifetime goal to be a super secret agent and how he wants to help out the police. He was taken to the station for questioning where they awarded him a small plastic shield reading "junior detective" and offered him a position as a snitch. Alerting the police to any trouble in the town.On the other side of the city, in the criminal hideout, Doom was being congratulated on having done such a good job and was offered a raise for being the only reason the heist didn't fail. He just nodded and sighed, realizing his dreams of being a master chef would have to go on hold while he was considered to be one of the local gangsters.
Meanwhile, down the hall from Doom, Guild barged in to the office of the main crime boss, slamming his fist on the table and announcing that he was going to be the leader of the most evil organiztion one day, and that these no-name crooks should worship him. He also mentioned something about a plastic horse, men on various planets, some real, some not, and then went on to tap on the aquarium behind the desk for twenty minutes straight. Completely berazzled by the situation, the crime boss simply shook Guild's hand and told him where to go the next day as the group's proud new decoy.
The day was a bit easier on those who had set out separately. O. Hakubi went to city hall, just looking for some part-time clerical work while he can really plan out a full caree
r or at least tidy up the house. It was horrible, filth and dust everywhere, and he started to think that the only way to fully purge it was with fire... He thought about that so hard, in fact, that by the time he was already starting his interview he realized that he was wearing his exercise outfit and problem wasn't making the best of first impressions. All he ended up with was a job as a podium polisher. As he exits the building he pelvic thrusts to the world and sets out on a new adventure.Fred passed
by and watched O. Hakubi's gesture to anyone with-in view with a quirked brow as he entered the diner, content for a job as a dish washer. Unfortunately for him, though what would have been a good grace by anyone else's standards that day, he was immediately offered a job as an assistant cook. Better, pay, but a full-time position in place of a part-time one. He celebrates the occasion by spending the last of his money on drinks.Friday, meanwhile, jogged the entire distance to the far-off military base. Arriv
ing after all other adventures had ceased, she started her own interview by bench-pressing all the new recruits and scaling the side of the building to climb directly in to the enlistment offices. Despite her show of strength and stamina, however, they couldn't help but notice that she was female and only offered her a position as latrine cleaner. As she leaves the building feeling horribly disappointed, she spots an out of service fighter plane on display and wonders if she should have lifted that instead.Lastly, Disposable Ninja did his part for the group by testing out all the new mattress, to make sure he got the one with the best support.
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