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[bestsweater]

[As of Sunday, TD-34 is blown up. The front wall has been knocked in and what was once the living room is a pile of debris, papers and pieces of wood that used to be furniture. It appears that no effort has been made to clean it up, and the inhabitant is nowhere to be found.

Or is he.

Closer inspection of the ruined apartment reveals that the bedroom remains intact, though the door to said room is hanging off its hinges, and strange noises seem to be emanating from the wreckage in general.

Inside, the lone occupant is slowly

going

crazy.]
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Guys, this is a really funny joke and all but everyone can stop now.

Please?

Viridian City's not really...is it?

GIOVANNI YOU'RE NOT ALLOWED TO REPLY TO THIS JOURNAL ENTRY DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT.

Comments

Almost, Max. Almost.

[tank-rockarms.livejournal.com]

Nope. My name's Max, I'm Orange Star's heavy hittin' direct combat specialist. If it's a tank, sub, or plane I can drive or fly it. I like weightliftin' and orange star soda and I hate studyin' and people who take advantage of other people.

I'm pretty sure I'm still me.

[bestsweater.livejournal.com]

Okay. You pass.