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WHO: Roxy Lalonde and Dirk Strider
WHERE: Various locations. See below.
WHEN: This is a dynamic multi-part log which is very dynamic, exciting, and various adjectives like that. But it starts off a few hours before things are about to get real over at Venezuela and ends in the City at a time I like to call way too early o'clock.
WARNINGS: Mundane nonsense.
SUMMARY: A suspiciously Stridered blender called and let Roxy know that she accidentally left her cat in their fridge. ...yeah.
FORMAT: Whatever.
[And so it was, as they sat in those crappy little chairs that airport terminals all across the world have, Dirk Strider turned to Roxy and asked,]
A blender called you?
[It wasn't that he didn't believe her, it's just...dude. It's a blender.]
WHERE: Various locations. See below.
WHEN: This is a dynamic multi-part log which is very dynamic, exciting, and various adjectives like that. But it starts off a few hours before things are about to get real over at Venezuela and ends in the City at a time I like to call way too early o'clock.
WARNINGS: Mundane nonsense.
SUMMARY: A suspiciously Stridered blender called and let Roxy know that she accidentally left her cat in their fridge. ...yeah.
FORMAT: Whatever.
[And so it was, as they sat in those crappy little chairs that airport terminals all across the world have, Dirk Strider turned to Roxy and asked,]
A blender called you?
[It wasn't that he didn't believe her, it's just...dude. It's a blender.]