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weathertop2013-08-29 08:57 pm
questionmarking) wrote in weathertop2013-08-29 08:57 pm
the frozen triangle tourism club
mark and jack see some shit dot txt
Our story so far: the story; the creator commentary
Fun-size summary: Cold. Boat. Coats are a government conspiracy. "Are you a fucking tourist?" "Are you a fucking Navy goon?" Best friends immediately. Coats are a great excuse to escape human interaction.
Cold. Boat. Radio static. RAPTURE psych it's a dream. SPLICERS! No psych this time, there really are splicers. Murder, murder, murder and murder. Jack is a friggin psycho. He wins the deathmatch. Katamari bathy!
Cold. Underwater. Best friends reunite! "You ARE a fucking tourist." "Nuh-uh I'm a dad!" "Okay whatever go away." "NUH UH!!!" Good news about Sisters: they're brainwashed drug factories. That's reassuring, right?
Cold. Underwater. DADCHAT ♥ Wait, are you a junkie, young man? P.S. I'm not sure but I think ADAM might be bad for you.
~DRAMATIC RAPTURE REVEAL~
Cold. Underwater. Two men bond over mutual hatred of that fucking prick Jeremiah Lynch. God what a jerk, am I right? It's established that Jack is definitely not a test tube baby. Or related to Ryan. OR DATING TENENBAUM?? MARK, WHAT???
Please fasten your seatbelts and try not to fall into the pile of guns because it's time for SURPRISE MISSILE EVASION
SURPRISE SUPERPOWERS
SURPRISE MARK LOSING HIS DINNER FOR THE 2872983498TH TIME
The Traveller feels neglected and pops in to see why they're having fun without her. She decides to play football with them. Wait, they weren't playing football! What did she just kick?? OH SHIT IT WAS THE BATHYSPHERE!!! Crash, bang, wallop. They have arrived in Rapture.
Cold. Rapture. Jack is literally made of magic and regenerative qualities and also heals by getting drunk. CRACKPOT!!! Mark is a disapproving father. Jack has eight thousand guns. Anyway, let's play Name That Plasmid!
Lamb Is Wanking.
For some reason Mark is alarmed by dead bodies and murder. It's like he's not personally from an FPS or something, jeez. Hey, what's that whale noise?
AND NOW OUR STORY CONTINUES...
Our story so far: the story; the creator commentary
Fun-size summary: Cold. Boat. Coats are a government conspiracy. "Are you a fucking tourist?" "Are you a fucking Navy goon?" Best friends immediately. Coats are a great excuse to escape human interaction.
Cold. Boat. Radio static. RAPTURE psych it's a dream. SPLICERS! No psych this time, there really are splicers. Murder, murder, murder and murder. Jack is a friggin psycho. He wins the deathmatch. Katamari bathy!
Cold. Underwater. Best friends reunite! "You ARE a fucking tourist." "Nuh-uh I'm a dad!" "Okay whatever go away." "NUH UH!!!" Good news about Sisters: they're brainwashed drug factories. That's reassuring, right?
Cold. Underwater. DADCHAT ♥ Wait, are you a junkie, young man? P.S. I'm not sure but I think ADAM might be bad for you.
~DRAMATIC RAPTURE REVEAL~
Cold. Underwater. Two men bond over mutual hatred of that fucking prick Jeremiah Lynch. God what a jerk, am I right? It's established that Jack is definitely not a test tube baby. Or related to Ryan. OR DATING TENENBAUM?? MARK, WHAT???
Please fasten your seatbelts and try not to fall into the pile of guns because it's time for SURPRISE MISSILE EVASION
SURPRISE SUPERPOWERS
SURPRISE MARK LOSING HIS DINNER FOR THE 2872983498TH TIME
The Traveller feels neglected and pops in to see why they're having fun without her. She decides to play football with them. Wait, they weren't playing football! What did she just kick?? OH SHIT IT WAS THE BATHYSPHERE!!! Crash, bang, wallop. They have arrived in Rapture.
Cold. Rapture. Jack is literally made of magic and regenerative qualities and also heals by getting drunk. CRACKPOT!!! Mark is a disapproving father. Jack has eight thousand guns. Anyway, let's play Name That Plasmid!
Lamb Is Wanking.
For some reason Mark is alarmed by dead bodies and murder. It's like he's not personally from an FPS or something, jeez. Hey, what's that whale noise?
AND NOW OUR STORY CONTINUES...