Whoops, you didn't pick a number between 3 and 10. Taking that as license to fudge my own rules a little~
Wind through his hair and sun on his face, salty ocean spray splashing on his skin - sometimes life seemed as simple as this. Of course, inevitably that was when someone pulled out a blaster and started shooting at him. But you know what? Screw them. Jak's wheels on his dune buggy screeched as he spun around to face his pursuers, a wild grin on his face.
"Eat this!" Daxter shouted from his shoulder, morph gun gripped in his paws. The following explosions weren't simple at all, and it didn't kill all the marauders. Nothing was ever that simple, after all - but Jak wouldn't have had it any other way.
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Date: 2015-07-02 03:19 pm (UTC)Whoops, you didn't pick a number between 3 and 10. Taking that as license to fudge my own rules a little~Wind through his hair and sun on his face, salty ocean spray splashing on his skin - sometimes life seemed as simple as this. Of course, inevitably that was when someone pulled out a blaster and started shooting at him. But you know what? Screw them. Jak's wheels on his dune buggy screeched as he spun around to face his pursuers, a wild grin on his face.
"Eat this!" Daxter shouted from his shoulder, morph gun gripped in his paws. The following explosions weren't simple at all, and it didn't kill all the marauders. Nothing was ever that simple, after all - but Jak wouldn't have had it any other way.