He singlehandedly killed one of the worst dictators in human history. Hitler was an hero.
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Jack Klaustoffler intercepted Jamie as she went through the lobby. “Hey there! Yes, you. The name’s Jack.” He tipped his sombrero. “I gotta talk to you about that casino, and if you’ve seen anything else weird in this here hotel.” Jamie looked at him, then quickly looked back back fearfully at the apparitions on the ceiling. Jack noticed them too. “Man, this place has more specter’s than a campfire ghost story. First the fellas in the casino, and now y’all.”
“There’s sure a lot of racket in there, but the doors are locked…. I wonder…” Jack took a penny from his pocket and flipped it, letting it drop on the floor. The coin landed balanced on it’s edge. Then he took a small compass from another pocket, and the needle kept switching between the four cardinal directions. “The rumors were true! This joint’s full of magic and mischief!” Jack grinned and took a couple of thick wires from his coat and picked the casino door’s lock, opened the door a crack, and...
“Thanks a lot, Annabel. Say, when you get off work… well, you know where my room is.” Jack winked and headed towards his room. “Room 777? How portentous can you get?” He admired the gothic decor of the hotel until he reached 777. Upon entering his room, he threw his small duffel bag on the bed. “Now to see what this joint has to offer.” He headed down to the casino.
“Thanks for the ride, man.” Jack Klaustoffler said to the driver of an old chevy “Not a problem, y’all take care.” As the truck drove away, Jack faced the hotel and reached into some of his many coat pockets. He pulled out an astronomical chart for the month and a tarot card “Lessee here… full moon tomorrow night, stars align at midnight in two days… perfect!” He glanced at the card “The Tower, huh? Figures…” Placing the items back into his coat, he walked towards Summer Winds and grinned. “Time to check...
I made a 4chan thread, come join
Name: Jack Klaustoffler Age: 26 Appearance: Average hight, in good shape, with unkempt hair and unremarkable facial features. He wears a trenchcoat with many pockets, a beat-up sombrero, jeans and sneakers, and a faded black t-shirt with an indecipherable logo on it. Unless he recently bathed, he always had a faint smell of marijuana about him. Personality: Jack is a rebellious loudmouth with a flair for the dramatic. He’s hot-headed and eccentric, but has a keen detective eye and is streetwise. He...
Has anyone considered taking the Goat or SRJ to 4chan?
We also have thousands of planes and hundreds of warships.
Unnatural Presence Besides sounding like a prog metal album, I’ll be able to fuck up my surroundings like some sort of eldritch horror. Awesome!
>Implying there are people who aren’t inferior to me. >Dirty other people peasants >Glorious Coolface master race
It doesn’t matter what gender they are, what matters is if they’re a casual or not.
Juggle bowling balls, I’d do it extremely sloppily.
I would play instruments if I could afford them. Perhaps next year.
Your mom’s face.
Where the hell do you live?