The roof, Saturday afternoon

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

Jude was building something. He was determined to show Se . . . people that he wasn't just a clumsy screw-up. He was good at stuff, too. He had a shelf of trophies at home, he really did. Just what he was good at usually required a mall, a half-pipe, or a flat straight-away to really get impressive.

He was building the next best thing.

[[Full of openy goodness, yis.]]

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[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

Jude looked intrigued. "Cool. Who would I have to ask to get to use it?"

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

John stopped poking around at the building materials. "That's a good question. I don't know, anymore, what with everyone leaving. Someone in Admin, I suppose. But you could make it build the biggest mall you've ever seen, with ramps and loop-de-doos. Or a motocross track."