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smashacademy2014-06-21 11:52 am
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[VIDEO]
::The video feed turns on. It's clearly coming from Max's account, but there's no Max pictured on the video. Instead, there is a slowpoke on the screen.::

::Five minutes of Slowpoke staring into the camera passes.::
::Then suddenly, the slowpoke opens its mouth and says...::
Sllllloooooowwwwwwpoooooooke. Slllllllllllllllllllllloooooooooooooooooooowwwwwww. Poke. Poke.
[Poketranslation: Hagakure, I'm having headaches, too.]
::Seven more minutes of Slowpoke staring at the screen occurs.::
::Suddenly, from off screen, the sound of a door opening. Maximilian Justice Powers, wearing a leather apron, and covered in soot on his face and forearms appears in the background. He lifts his prodigious arm up and sniffs beneath it.::
Gah, I smell like a pig made outta iron and sweaty balls. I gotta get a shower in before lunch.
::The apron gets tossed to the side, followed by his shirt and then, whoops, there goes his pants, too and. . . . . . and . . . his orange star boxers. All tossed into a pile. He turns around and looks at the room. He notices Slowpoke at his over-sized computer desk.::
Slowpoke, how'd you get up to the computer? ::He looks more intently:: How'd... how'd you get the video light thing to come on? I can never figure that out... Are you? Are you makin' a video? Am I? . . .
::Max's hand slowly lowers down to cover his nethers, and he then reaches over and grabs a pillow off of his bed and holds it in front, as it seems a bit more likely to make sure everyone is covered than just his hand when in motion, then runs up to the computer, so now it's all shouting muscles behind a pink, happy-faced blob::
OH GEEZ, YOU CAN'T MAKE A VIDEO WHEN I'M NAKED HOW DO YOU TURN THAT THING OFF?
::Max just starts randomly hitting keys on his keyboard::
IS IT STILL ON? ::it's still on::
HOW DO YOU TURN IT OFF WITHOUT SMASHIN' THE COMPUTER?
::Slowpoke speaks::
SLOOOOOOOWPOKE POKE.
[I think you look nice with a beard.]
::Slowpoke's tail slowly reaches up to the keyboard and hits a couple of keys while Max contemplates turning his computer into a used-to-be-a-computer. The feed cuts off.::
::Five minutes of Slowpoke staring into the camera passes.::
::Then suddenly, the slowpoke opens its mouth and says...::
Sllllloooooowwwwwwpoooooooke. Slllllllllllllllllllllloooooooooooooooooooowwwwwww. Poke. Poke.
[Poketranslation: Hagakure, I'm having headaches, too.]
::Seven more minutes of Slowpoke staring at the screen occurs.::
::Suddenly, from off screen, the sound of a door opening. Maximilian Justice Powers, wearing a leather apron, and covered in soot on his face and forearms appears in the background. He lifts his prodigious arm up and sniffs beneath it.::
Gah, I smell like a pig made outta iron and sweaty balls. I gotta get a shower in before lunch.
::The apron gets tossed to the side, followed by his shirt and then, whoops, there goes his pants, too and. . . . . . and . . . his orange star boxers. All tossed into a pile. He turns around and looks at the room. He notices Slowpoke at his over-sized computer desk.::
Slowpoke, how'd you get up to the computer? ::He looks more intently:: How'd... how'd you get the video light thing to come on? I can never figure that out... Are you? Are you makin' a video? Am I? . . .
::Max's hand slowly lowers down to cover his nethers, and he then reaches over and grabs a pillow off of his bed and holds it in front, as it seems a bit more likely to make sure everyone is covered than just his hand when in motion, then runs up to the computer, so now it's all shouting muscles behind a pink, happy-faced blob::
OH GEEZ, YOU CAN'T MAKE A VIDEO WHEN I'M NAKED HOW DO YOU TURN THAT THING OFF?
::Max just starts randomly hitting keys on his keyboard::
IS IT STILL ON? ::it's still on::
HOW DO YOU TURN IT OFF WITHOUT SMASHIN' THE COMPUTER?
::Slowpoke speaks::
SLOOOOOOOWPOKE POKE.
[I think you look nice with a beard.]
::Slowpoke's tail slowly reaches up to the keyboard and hits a couple of keys while Max contemplates turning his computer into a used-to-be-a-computer. The feed cuts off.::
Re: [Video reply. Some... time later.]
Re: [Video reply. Some... time later.]
So, I have sort of the same kind of job as You and Vinnie!
Re: [Video reply. Some... time later.]
You wouldn't have to work for some other army. I mean, I'm a little bit hurt that you didn't come ask to be in my army if you wanted an army job.
Re: [Video reply. Some... time later.]
Don't be upset! I didn't mean to upset anyone. I just wanted to do more things and earn my own money to pay for my own needs. I used to rely on everyone else all the time for almost everything and it wasn't working well for me for a while... I'm proud that I got my own job, using my own resume that I made for myself. You know what I mean?
You're still my best friend and the closest thing I have to a Brother who's never been on Red's team. You don't have to be my Boss as well.
Re: [Video reply. Some... time later.]
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You guys actually have plenty in common! I bet you could both eat seven hams.
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I mean, yeah, I could eat a bunch of ham... but just 'cause a guy can eat a bunch of ham doesn't mean he's a good guy or not.
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[Look the idea of his best friend and his Boss being buddies is just awesome, OK? Plus he has no idea what munsterbation is.]
He does things to help out around the school. Sometimes, he has to get me to help him do that because people jump to conclusions about him. People don't jump to conclusions about me. I can use my people skills to help him help the school. It's a really rewarding feeling.
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But yeah! I'm real sure he's a good guy!