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“It’s my story,” Sokka said loudly. “Butt out, Katara.” His voice was very stern and manly, and definitely not a whine.
Katara raised her middle finger at him. He was a prep, after all, and he had been staring at her.
I attempted to write fic with a dozen strangers simultaneously on a public google doc. This is the result.
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[“Can I play the Pumpkin Monarch?” said Toph, cocking her own firearm. Her grin was so wide that everyone took a step back in fear.
“Yes,” said Aang. Aang understood the balance of the universe, sometimes you needed chaos in the form of Toph with a gun.
“No,” said Appa. Appa was a killjoy.][“Air travel is great innit. ‘Ello guvnas.” said Jet and he had a stupid piece of weed in his mouth as always. It’s true, people, Jet does drugs. But not in the correct way. He chews on them for the flavour.
Everyone with a gun immediately pointed theirs at him, “Fuck, he’s British, everyone knows that means - he’s evil on TV. The Dai Li must have corrupted him”
"What is a TV?” asked Zuko.
"Holy shit, Zuko, you don't know anything," Katara said.][“Biscuits,” Jet said, Britishly. “Tea and crumpets. Don’t make jokes about Prince Philp’s death, it’s disrespectful, innit?”
“What about all that colonialism though Jet?”
“That was good, actually. I have seen the tea-coloured light.” Jet stoops down and opens a box, pulling out ingredients to make himself bangers and mash. After a moment, he added, “Also, I call fries chips now.”] yeah as a british person this is about right -
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