Stripes, Chapter 12: New Equilibrium

I pulled my jacket on again, and i set out - not for daxter avenue, but along a more familiar course. the smells of good food and the sounds of idle conversation drifted out to greet me as i opened the door.

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Interspecies Cooperation

Jak unfastened his shoulder armor, inwardly _really glad_ he'd asked daxter to stay at the hideout.

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Jac-you-zzi

Jac-you-zzi You hold the water wings in your paws, wondering why they were included in the welcome pack. They are lighter than they look. When you bring them to your nose, they reek of a plastic-y smell you can only describe as "factory." So silly....

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Love me forever

**love me forever** _ **i need another story** _ _ **something to get off my chest** _ _ **my life gets kinda boring** _ _ **need something that i can confess** _ **"gods talon you're just as bad as daxter...."

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Interspecies Cooperation pt. 2

He'd been aching to get his hands on that jetboard ever since the mechanic in the stadium had made him do a trial run, and it was with childlike glee that he switched it on and kicked off from the Haven city walls. The smooth rise and fall of the board...

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