You are now JAKE ENGLISH and you are really friggin bewildered!
You were minding your own business, wandering into your room to make out with Neytiri clean your guns, when you found yourself wrapped in the metallic embrace of your DADBLASTED CONTRAPTION OF A FISTICUFFS PARTNER.
The damn metal man is always getting the jump on you! Even when set to NOVICE MODE, which you assume he must be right now since this rascally sneak-attack on your person seems almost…tender. If he’s on anything other than Novice, he always just beats the tar out of you then disappears while you nurse your bruised body (and pride).
In fact, if you didn’t know any better, you’d think that the infernal machine was giving you a hug rather than getting prepared to flip you in the air and throw your sorry ass across the room.
You make a distressed noise as you brace yourself for impact; your adrenaline is pumping.
But the collision of your rump with the floor doesn’t happen.
Brobot doesn’t let go either.
Your confusion has graduated to being downright BAMBOOZLEMENT.
JAKE: … JAKE: Uh. JAKE: Uh brobot? JAKE: What are…
>Jake: Attempt to actually say something coherent.
Re: Be the frazzled teenager. (FILL: TEAM DIRK <3 JAKE)
You are now JAKE ENGLISH and you are really friggin bewildered!
You were minding your own business, wandering into your room to
make out with Neytiriclean your guns, when you found yourself wrapped in the metallic embrace of your DADBLASTED CONTRAPTION OF A FISTICUFFS PARTNER.The damn metal man is always getting the jump on you! Even when set to NOVICE MODE, which you assume he must be right now since this rascally sneak-attack on your person seems almost…tender. If he’s on anything other than Novice, he always just beats the tar out of you then disappears while you nurse your bruised body (and pride).
In fact, if you didn’t know any better, you’d think that the infernal machine was giving you a hug rather than getting prepared to flip you in the air and throw your sorry ass across the room.
You make a distressed noise as you brace yourself for impact; your adrenaline is pumping.
But the collision of your rump with the floor doesn’t happen.
Brobot doesn’t let go either.
Your confusion has graduated to being downright BAMBOOZLEMENT.
JAKE: …
JAKE: Uh.
JAKE: Uh brobot?
JAKE: What are…
>Jake: Attempt to actually say something coherent.