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And then deal with the psychic damage of THAT being one of the most dangerous people in the room at any given moment.

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Imagine Jun having a gigantic selection of stupidly gaudy suits that make people’s eyes bleed.
And then deal with the psychic damage of THAT being one of the most dangerous people in the room at any given moment.

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Imagine That All of the SII’s and SIII’s Get The Therapy That They So Desperately Need.
You know what never gets old?
Spartan III’s
Imagine Jun wearing a pair of cat ears anytime he has to be somewhere without his helmet.
Imagine that every one of Emile’s one liners is said in owo speak and that is his true method of intimidation.

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Imagine Parangosky reciting the “Oh These? My Boobies?” meme word per word while making eye contact with some poor son of a bitch at the wrong place at the wrong time.
Imagine that there is a mandated Track Shorts Tuesday on the Infinity and everyone is required to participate. Especially Captain Lasky.
Lasky sat at the desk in his ready room, his Spartan Commander sitting on the other side, unable to keep the mischievous smirk from her face. The Captain let out an exasperated sigh before he began. “Since I opened up a suggestion box to the crew every week I’ve gotten a suggestion, that Roland should be filtering out, for a Track Shorts Tuesday.” He had expressly tasked the AI with clearing out any clearly ridiculous requests so the fact this suggestion kept making it through meant it had to be from one person.
“Someone must really want it,” Palmer commented, her voice casual but they both knew the source of the request. She was just never one to give up the game without a fight.
Lasky closed his eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath to calm himself before he continues. “This week however, I got over three hundred suggestions for mandatory Track Short Tuesday.”
“That many?” Palmer said with fake surprise. “I guess that means we have to do it.”
Lasky folded his hands on the desk before him and leaned forward. “What I want to know,” he pushed forward, ignoring her comment. “What exactly did you promise your Spartans if they did this?”
“What makes you think I did this?” Palmer asked. Lasky shot her a look that said they both knew the truth and he didn’t want to play her games today. “You’re no fun.”
“Palmer, please,” the Captain pushed.
“What makes you think I needed to promise them anything more than you in some track shorts?” Palmer asked, crossing her arms over her chest as she leaned back in her chair.
“Why do you even want this?” Lasky asked.
“I like showing off what I’ve got,” Palmer answered simply. “But it passes the threshold for consideration.”
Lasky was seriously regretting having ever made the suggestion box. “You’d be wearing your under suite, so no one would see anything,” he pointed out. Palmer chuckled slightly and Lasky caught her meaning. “Sarah…”
“My vote is that we give it a trial run,” Palmer informed him.
“Of course it is,” Lasky muttered.
Imagine that there is a mandated Track Shorts Tuesday on the Infinity and everyone is required to participate. Especially Captain Lasky.
Also, Imagine that Lasky’s shorts have JUICY printed on the ass.
Imagine that there is a mandated Track Shorts Tuesday on the Infinity and everyone is required to participate. Especially Captain Lasky.
Imagine Atriox With Red Ribbons Braided Into His Hair And Beard.

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