Second Floor Common Room; Sunday Evening [05/21].

[somethingwithturquoise]

Summer's brain was filled with all sorts of plans and ideas and plots, she was crashing from a few Red Bulls, and she had made some pretty decent progress on her eventual attempt to break her grampa out of prison. So now she just needed to chill out for a bit, tune out of everything going on in this world and others, and just be mindless for a bit. She made some popcorn, put in in a big bowl, and flopped on the couch while reaching for the remotes, wondering what kind of weird TV they might get in weird different dimension Earth.

Most of it was surprisingly, disappointingly similar to regular dimension TV, but every so often, something more along the lines of the interdimensional cable Grampa Rick had hooked up, which was way more interesting.

And then...

"Ooooooh, Ball Fondlers. Niiiice."

Because who the heck didn't love a show of mindless action, with a lizard man, an Amazonian, a black man with pigtails, and....whatever Benjamin was, kicking ass, taking names, fighting terrorists and winning wars? No one she'd want to be friends with, that's who.


[[ open common room is open! Ball Fondlers is pretty much the A-Team on crack and super high octane. ]]