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Date: September 15th
Format: Starting off in prose but I'm fine with moving to action
Content Warnings: Swearing, probable violence.
Summary: Giriko's just arrived.
Unlike most people, Giriko didn't do a network post upon his arrival. That was mostly because he didn't give a shit about stupid mirrors and didn't trust the face of that bearded dude, besides. Not in his current frame of mind. He punched the mirror until it stopped talking, then tossed it aside and forgot all about it.
Then, he quickly demolished the room where he first arrived, figuring that might get him some attention, and headed down the street.
Look at that. There was a lamp post right ahead of him. Stupid lamp post.
Turning his arm into a chainsaw blade, he sliced through it in an instant. He gave a snort of satisfaction as he watched it fall - timber! - then turned to find something else to damage.