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Jan's TG War War Journal: Entry #4Jan's TG War JournalJan's TG War War Journal: Entry #4 by JanusDaGuardian42
Entry #4: “Operation Nutcase” Part 2
After first hailing a cab to help preserve the health of their feet, Janice took Reena to a popular ice cream parlor seven miles away called Lappert's Ice Cream. It had made some of the top five and ten review lists back in the real world, and one look at some of the tasty items they served there quickly showed that it was a good choice, thanks to Reena's glistening, child-like eyes and drooling lips.
Walking inside the establishment as two skinny, good-looking girls turned out to be more awkward than Janice could've anticipated since the not-so-skinny women NPCs there gave them some pretty calloused looks as they walked in. Reena hardly noticed these; in fact, she smiled and waved to some of them, even when they snapped their heads to the sides, especially to the male NPCs who couldn't take their eyes off of them, all the while looking like she was in her own little world. As for Janice, she had been in situations l
Jan's TG War War Journal: Entry #3Jan's TG War JournalJan's TG War War Journal: Entry #3 by JanusDaGuardian42
Entry #3: “Operation Nutcase” Part 1
It was Jan's first time flying in a plane, let alone a jet. At first, he was pretty psyched for it, but when he experienced what the ride did to his insides though, the ramp couldn't lower fast enough once it had landed again. Apparently, his stomach had decided to unload itself the same way the food came in at least once during the flight. Luckily, there were motion sickness bags suited for the outcome he had. Being such an expensive plane, his current employer Simon Da Gogh, with some disdain, allowed for their use.
Once on the ground, Jan wasted a minute breathing carefully as his body reoriented itself to the ground. Thank god Janice switched with him during most of the flight because she seemed at least slightly more tolerant of being stuck in a small area 40,000 feet in the air than he was. This made flight a little awkward for Simon though since his current disposition was a direct result of one of her special
Jan's TG War War Journal: Entry #1Jan's TG War JournalJan's TG War War Journal: Entry #1 by JanusDaGuardian42
Entry #1: Smashing Mailboxes
The old Ford Mustang GT tore down that worn country town road, the engine roaring loud and proud, filling the air with its rev count and a kick-ass sound system blaring the driver's favorite rock music. The occasional “bang, bang, bang!” was barely noticeable as a wooden bat smashed through the nearby mailboxes. The car's driver, a blond-haired 20 year-old cyborg by the name of Kyle, couldn't help but laugh at his own shenanigans as he redirected his cannon-ized arm holding the wooden bat to take out the next stop sign as well. Being a cyborg, his arm held up just fine, even as the combined force of the car and the resistance of the steel post and cemented base reduced the wooden bat to splinters.
At the next turn, the car skidded across the pavement as Kyle pulled off a half-decent drift with his E-brake before the machine roared down the main drag of the town, cars and
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