![]() ![]() “Wait!” I’d scream hoping for forgiveness as the rags on me rustled in the unforgiving winds. “Oh god! Now that it’s not so dark I can now see how terrible you look!” He’d shout. “Hello.” Armsmaster would greet me before staggering back in mental anguish. I was in a PRT van that was currently on a ferry boat taking me to the Rig to meet Armsmaster! It didn’t seem like such a bad thing a moment ago but it was only then that I realized that I was still wearing my cheap amateur costume! ![]() The full gravity of what was happening had suddenly hit me. YELLOW SWIMMING GOGGLES! What was I THINKING!? I mean, from far away you could mistake them for sunglasses but it still looked TERRIBLE! Nope! Couldn’t do this! Can’t! Won’t! WILL NOT COMPLY! If it weren’t for the fact that I was sitting down with my face covered by yellow goggles and a bandanna I’m sure I would’ve seemed like a nervous wreck.
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