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

[badasscopters.livejournal.com]

...

That has gotta hurt.

[All Goose can do is cringe and pat Brock on the back. Uh. Oh god.]

[bestsweater.livejournal.com]

[AUUUUUUUUUUUUGHHHHHH]

Who did thiiiiis

[badasscopters.livejournal.com]

[Goose was juuuuust going to give it straight and let Brock think what he will.]

Max punched your dick off because you had... something in your boxers. One of them chicks, I think.

[bestsweater.livejournal.com]

[Sorry all he heard was "Max punched your dick off".]

AAAAUUUUUGHHHHHHHH.

[whitedeviljack.livejournal.com]

[SUDDENLY...



Except no not really, it's just a golf cart with a dent in the front. Your chariot awaits, Brock.]

[natureprincess]

[Erika very readily helped him to the golf cart. Sob sob sob.]

[bestsweater.livejournal.com]

[AND OFF THEY WENT]