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See, kids, this is what happens when the mercenary business falls on hard times.
That's right, you're forced to get work as a janitor. Fun stuff yo((NOTE; Most of the stuff on this account may be said in-character. If it's font size 11, then it's in character. /redundant warning ))
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The Personal Journal of Gurren-Dai, Janitor and Mercenary
This journal will be the personal thoughts, musing, and plot relevant infor relating to Gurren-Dai and her daily life.
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Oh, pilot of the storm that leaves no trace,
like thoughts inside a dream
Heed the path that led me to that place,
yellow desert stream
My Shangri-La beneath the summer moon,
I will return again
Like the dust that lufts high in June,
when moving through Kashmir
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Stressful time for schoolkids. This means more explosions to clean up.
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And yeah. I know the feeling. People keep interrupting my naps in my supply closet.
((Derp, sorry, I should have replied here))