19 [ACTION/TEXT]

[bestsweater]

[In the aftermath of the chicken fight (and not the fun kind you do in pools), Brock's magnificent statue somehow remained untouched. All that blue miracle goop sure is convenient.]

[One overnight trip to the hospital later (after a particular action thread takes place in this very journal), a text post appears on the network.]

I hope everyone's okay. It sounds like you are. I'm okay, too, mostly. I think I need to take a few days to myself. To. Recover. From that.

Comments

[shysentinel.livejournal.com]

Sir Brock! Are ya okay!?

DUCT TAPE BRIGADE

[bestsweater.livejournal.com]

[it is time]

[miss-dreavus.livejournal.com]

Is your penis alright?

[SUBTLETY.]

[tank-rockarms.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I'm real sorry, Brock.

I'll buy you a steak dinner. Or two steak dinners.

[boxingmidget.livejournal.com]

How is your-

W-will you be okay...? With, uh...

[goaheadnblunder.livejournal.com]

You're talking, so that means you're alright.

Good to hear.

[No, he's not going to ask about THAT.]