V Bite the hand that feeds [Jak World Quest]

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The City state of Arcadia was full of odd wonders for the eco warrior, many staring down the long eared hero.

"Stop, stranger! Who are you?!"

"I'm new here." Jak sighed, something told him he would be asked the same question at least a million times.

The seething sarcasm coming from the eco warrior wasn't exactly him to say the least.

But then again, when you've come from a goofy world which included a prison within a prison twice, chewed up, thrown out, banished and everything else, nothing else seemed new to you.

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"They call me Dynamite Kid where I've come from, but you can call me, Jak." Jak turned away as the person tried to get his attention once again.

Dynamite Kid tried to walk when the person in question stopped him. Jak gritted his teeth, his hand almost at least turned to claw before the person in question ran at least ten feet away. "AHHHHHHHH Shit, what the HELL are you?!"

"Like I said, I'm new here." Jak shook his head and his claw disappeared.

Jak frowned to himself, at least calming himself before he was about to hurt anyone in particular.

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Arcadia was busy this type of day with various ships flying in the skies in and out, occasionally he'd see yellow painted ships with stop signs with giggling students in them going to Arcadia's best schools.

The noise, however was drowned out by the sound by a bluish device Jak was familiar with named a zoomer and he began to rev it up and he began to ride the skies of Arcadia a bit. He forgot how tricky these things were to handle and at times, the eco warrior was faced with daily traffic jams of strange ships in the skies.

He mumbled under his breath "At least this isn't as bad as Haven City or the Empire of Coruscant's daily traffic fuckups."

He held tight to the zoomer's mechanical bars and swerved it just past another person riding a smaller ship in the skies. His scarf and hair were blowing in the wind. How he missed the freedom of riding in the sky.

But it still didn't compare to having his buddy, Daxter by his side. Things seemed downright depressing at times without him.

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Maybe the clock ticked a little too fast for Mar that day, as days became months, and months became years in an instant. Erde Nova became like a home for him even though he found himself stuck in the daily hum-dum traffic jams of yesteryear of ships cursing him out for being slow as fuck on his zoomer.


On occasions, maybe he’d curse back saying that it wasn’t his fault that his girlfriend didn’t make these guys fast and then the drivers turned and gave him that “Are you crazy” look?


Jak appeared to be playing with his dreads while grunting, holding onto his zoomer.

This place was on occasion, strange. But it didn’t really matter, right? Something about this place made him miss his brother in arms: Daxter.

He had to wonder how the fuzzy ottsel was dealing with all the shit they usually went through. It in fact made the eco warrior silent himself for thinking while controlling his zoomer.

He followed the crowd, looking around the area. Once he found a place to park, he let the zoomer drop into lower mode and parked it. Strange how these vehicles never got stolen in the first place.


Wind blew through Mar’s dreadlocks on occasion as he decided to walk this time. He looked back for a second but then shrugged it off.

He would stop at times and look up at the planet’s kingdom in the middle. Perhaps it would jog his mind as to where the ottsel decided he’d slip off to.

He had doubts if the ottsel would show himself to the royalty in the palace but that was a tiny chance. Chances are he’d usually find the ottsel in a dirty bar, telling stories with the “locals” even if they didn’t give a shit about drunken ottsel stories.

He walked back to his zoomer, taking the time to observe at times. After about an hour observing, Mar stepped back on his zoomer, and placed into high mode and slow gear.


Perhaps the closer he got to the capital city, he’d find more of the “entertainment” district and with that finding Daxter.

Once again, Jak found himself in the rush hour of Erda Nova’s downtown traffic jams. The eco warrior scratched his head. This was going to make for a very long day.


One ship and one car slipped in between the traffic and it made the eco warriors day worse.


After finally reaching the capital city, the long eared warrior parked his zoomer and nodded. Time to check places out. Daxter could be anywhere.

He walked toward a multiplex theater with a bored looking creature scratching his head with bubblegum in his mouth. “Yeah? How many tickets can I give you today.” Mar interrupted the bored creature whose name was Grod. “Uh, yeah.. I’m not looking for tickets.”

“I’m looking for a 2 itch orange fuzzy creature named Daxter. You’ve seen him? He’s a ottsel?”

Grod stared at him with a bored look “What, you think i know everyone around here, stranger. Uh, look. I’ll ask if you buy a ticket.”

Jak groaned and dug in his pockets. “Alright, fine.”

“One ticket for the Bored and the Brave.”

Grod gave the ticket off to the eco warrior as the green creature got up and walked looking for the manager “Yeah, some guy with long ears is asking about an orange creature with fur on him named Daxter.”

The manager walked back and frowned “No can do, never heard of the creature.”

Jak turned and sighed “Well at least can I get a refund on my ticket?”


The manager closed up the window and pointed to the sign on the window “Sorry no refunds.”

Jak muttered “Damn it. What a waste.”

The knife eared wastelander walked away, trying a themed bar down the road. Unfortunately for him, he walked inside and the place was called “The Arctic Bar.”

Once again the eco warrior tried to explain who he was looking for, eventually getting to sit down and have a “mint ice drink.”

The eco warrior had somewhat of a conversation with the bartender, eventually finishing his minty ice drink and getting up. Alcohol wasn’t exactly a problem for the man since the eco in his system nullified it.


That led to a “bar crawl” for the eco warrior, maybe unintentional as he went looking for his buddy.


He went into a themed steampunk bar, which looked pretty cool so far. He could have sworn he was walking into a bar much like his old world. Rinse, lather and repeat. He stopped back and had the “gear” and a drink that tasted great. He eventually made small talk with the creatures inside the bar,


“Anyone heard of the term Dante’s Abyss? It’s complicated but it was a battle to the end. It was a popular competition sport where I came from before.


Most of the strangers looked confused as nothing had come out regarding it but maybe one rumor could set out sparks.


“Name’s Mar, “Dynamite kid”. I got that from the first Dante’s Abyss.

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The man looked up as his hair was slightly messed up from rubbing his own hair out of nervousness.

He pointed to the television on the wall.

“You might want to get there quick, dude. Looks like the other stars are just pouring in.”

The eco warrior took a sip of his drink as he looked up at the television, eying the newbies and veterans of Dante Abyss’s prior.


Jak looked up at the news network as a commercial came on, one very cheesy one sponsored by Dante’s Abyss’s own Karl Jak.

That name brought back memories of Dante Abyss 2018, the death match where he fought with Ash, the storm demon for a long time and then teamed up with Amber, who in her own right was an interesting fighter as well.

The crowds blinked as bar attendees blinked.

“Dante’s Abyss? Ha! that’s the old name, they changed it to Dante’s Comet this year.”

Jak raised an eyebrow “So it’s on a comet this year?”

One of the patrons nodded, almost snickering.

“You don’t know about the change? Some Dante’s Comet star you are..”

Jak frowned “I don’t like your tone, change it.”

The long eared warrior ignored the man and continued, drinking his beer like nothing ever happened as the man slammed his fist into his hand “Or what, you going to beat me up?”

Jak kept drinking as the man got closer and grabbed Mar’s coat.

Not a great choice for the man in question as he was quickly thrown across the bar.

The eco warrior never followed up on the man tossed across the bar into the wall as he just sat there and kept drinking.

Many of the regular patrons of the bar mouths hang open in shock “There goes Rob. He always seems to pick fights with the wrong guys sometimes, huh? There were squashed whispers across the bar’s many people and creatures.


Many shoved their way toward the front door and some stayed to watch more coverage of the recent Dante’s Comet show.

Mar just ignored the commotion, looking up at the tv set. Looked like Mickey Mouse was back, along with a few others he had never seen before.

He closed his eyes for what seemed like a second before looking back. “You know where the recent Dante’s Comet sign up booth is this year here in Erde Nona?”


He poured the rest of his beer into his mouth and sighed.

Perhaps it was time to find his friend, Daxter and then get acquitted with DC’s system all over again.

The knife-eared wastelander found no time to waste as he made his way toward his zoomer. He used his hoverboard as he jumped, kicked and relieved the old days of a past much clearer and happier than it was now.

The dark King and Nobel hero wavered inside the man’s head, thinking to themselves.

“What had the eco warrior signed us up for again?”
“… A death tournament, Light. Like always.”
“..Dante’s Abyss, right, Dark?”
“...Uh, Dante’s Comet I thought Mar called it.”

“You think it was a smart move, Dark?”

Dark grinned for a second “I get Jak wants to fight with us again, shake off that rust that formed on him since 2018.”

Light shook his head and placed an arm on the Dark King’s shoulder.

“Let’s hope we aren’t involved too much this year.”


Dark shook his head “You know how much Jak relies on us to do his work for him, right Light?”

Light facepalms and groans “Yeah, I get he uses us more than he should but we are there to try and protect him, right.”

The Dark King shook his dark eco crown “Yeah. Though I’m curious about these new competitors this year.”

Light turned and looked forward. “I don’t know yet, the only few I’ve heard of is Nealaphh and Mickey Mouse.”
Dark stood up and looked over at his counterpart, almost his opposite. “If Jak dies, we die with him. We have to do whatever we can out there. The problem is that we don’t exactly know what everyone is capable of this year.

Light nodded, standing in front of where Jak’s eye holes were on his face.

“If I was Mar, what would I be doing right now?”

Meanwhile on the outside, Mar moved with his zoomer as fast as he possibly could move it.

“I knew I should have flown to find Daxter.”

The grueling hours turned into 4 hours before Mar looked at his wrist as everyone began to move again. “Finally, it took long enough to get through traffic. Rush hour, I swear.”

It took sometime before Jak finally found a place to set his zoomer down again near the parking meter that was blinking “expired.”

The man placed a few coins into the meter before placing his hoverboard away and instead took the lazy route and closed his eyes, letting the light eco flow through his body and lift toward the skies. The skies were at least less crowded than the actual rush hour traffic jam buried to get to downtown below.

A familiar wash of white eco covered Mar’s body as wings came out of his body and he was already getting a better view of the planet than he did from down below.

He had always wondered though if any of the planets ever had a secret storage of eco nobody knew about? That was for another time. The eco warrior flew his wings much like an airplane gliding through the skies.

Some people pointed up at the “creature.”, clearly not used to seeing flying creatures go to and fro through the air. They seemed to be used to all shapes and sizes of flying contraptions. Many just shrugged and continued on their own business for that day.

The eco warrior stopped at a forest area, allowing the wind to blow back his dreadlocks in the wind. It’s been a while since the man was able to sit in the forest and let all his worries blow away with the wind.

He sat down as if he was in a meditation pose, sitting calmly, forgetting the worries that plagued his mind for what seemed like a short time. The eco warrior slightly forgot the time as calmness washed over his body.

It gave him valuable time to talk to his superego and id sides, letting them handle the brunt of the worries as the light angel took a break and let his host and Dark squabble over petty arguments that only plagued the less annoying of heroes.


The angel sat there feeling indescribable peace and maybe a bit of annoyance too. Just the life of an ordinary angel who has not one problem but two problems.


As he closed his eyes, he was thinking of other problems on his mind. Like prepping Jak for what was to come, yet again.


Light finally gathered enough patience to stand in between the Dark King and his host from butting heads which he gathered was probably a stupid move to make on his part.

“Dark, you should be telling Jak what the hell he’s getting into, instead of deciding to start squabbles like you are used to.”

Dark grunted and crossed his arms with a scorn on his face like his host was doing something wrong this time.

“Don’t forget this could end in your death, this is NOT the Omniverse in the slightest.”

Jak eyed the small ball of eco in his hand, this was supposed to resurrect him in case he died out there on the comet.


The eco warrior sighed, talking into his own mind.

“You’re right guys, I should be more careful. Plus I also got this small eco ball in case i need it.”

Light shook his head in annoyance “Small eco ball? Is that the small ball you get to stay alive after DA?”

Dark grumbled and frowned “Listen, just don’t play stupid out there, Mar. We are counting on you to stay alive. Can’t you get that through your thick head for once? Or did the precursors didn’t bap you on the head enough?”

Mar stopped “What do you guys want me to do? Look for Daxter and then what?”

Light sighed in annoyance “Find something to explore, something better than standing around.”

Jak nodded “You are right for once, boredom isn’t my middle name, trouble is.”

Just then, Light pushed Jak out of their head to deal with his own shit for at least a little bit.

It was then Mar awoke with a startling realization that he’d flown into the middle of a forest on Erde Nona in the middle of nowheresville.


The ex-hero sighed and pulled out his hoverboard again and decided to explore the greenery. Who knows what could be hiding within the lush forestry of the planet.


The eco warrior would push aside grasses that tickled his legs even though he had armor on, it would still give the man a sense of being ticklish.

It was the man who would feel at home near the trees.

Jak used the time wisely, climbing the trees and pushing himself up inch by inch, using the trees as poles meant for training his arms, as he pushed out all the sweat, blood and tears he could muster to ready himself for the tough battle ahead.

He didn’t need to be told by anyone even himself what to do.

His own words were determined by the thoughts he possessed and he wouldn’t let anything drag him down right?

Ever since he was young, he had people pointing at him, thinking of less of him than he really was and he was almost a fool to believe it all.

“Come on! COME ON!” Jak wiped the multiple sweat drops coming off his face.

“Get up, you aren’t finished yet, Mar.”

“SHUT UP!”

All the combo of the embarrassments suffered at his own hands, drenched his hands with hatred in his eyes.

For now, he was feeding the negative energy inside of him. He noticed trace amounts of purple crowding his vision.


Perhaps he feeds his own problems, his own hatred, his own anger.

A voice in the air tells Jak to get himself the hell off the ground.

The eco warrior’s eyes look up to see an orange figure sitting on the branch awkwardly waving to him with a grin on his face. “What the hell are you doing up there, Dax?”

Jak’s frown turned to a genuine happy look on his face as the ottsel used his claws and moved down the tree, almost having Mar hold Daxter like he was just that precious in terms of everything. Water droplets ran from his face to hold the embrace like he was extremely important to the warrior’s whole life. His buddy, his best friend.

The ottsel’s ears flopped in sadness “Jak? Why are you sad? I’m here after all, I didn’t leave you back there, I promised I’d be back for you after all that. Didn’t think you’d miss me that much. After all, I just was back at the bar with Tess, took a ride in carts, went exploring, looked over hell's half acre for you, WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN FOR SO LONG?”

Mar scratched his head in awkwardness “Well, it’s been a hell of a ride, Daxter. You remember the rocket heading off right?”

The otttsel crossed his arms, listening to Jak’s tail “Well, yeah I do. I screamed your name as you blasted off to wherever the hell this is.”

Jak felt that familiar pit in his stomach ring as he felt bad about not being there with his best friend.

“It was the precursor, they offered me something I couldn’t get anywhere else. Daxter waved a paw in front of the eco warrior.

“Don’t be confused, I’M ALSO A PRECURSOR!”

Jak grunted “Yeah, yeah.”

Daxter muttered “Hey, don’t doubt your friend, hmph.”

Daxter waved a paw in front of Jak’s face again “You sure you’re alright, oh great one?” “I think the visions of the great Precursors got to your head.”

Jak batted at Daxter “Hey, at least they showed me cool things.”

Daxter sighed “Alright, Mar, give me something they showed me that they couldn’t do?”

Jak shook his head and laughed “You wouldn’t believe it if I told you, Dax.”

Daxter got annoyed and said “Come on, you can tell me Jak. Please?”

Jak nodded, leaning against a tree, Daxter laying on his lap. “Well you know the Precursor’s ship actually took me here, which is called Erne Nona, right?”

Daxter scratched his nose and nodded “Right. So the ship landed on this planet?”

Jak sighed “Well let’s say I’ve never got to see space before, I know Ratchet had muttered about his galaxy adventures once or twice but I’ve never been there.

“Let’s say for simplicity's sake, I saw rocks fly by named comets, asteroids, and even black holes, even a few other interesting details such as stars and dust. The precursors even showed me if I make a wish on a star, it might come true.

Both Daxter and Mar laughed at that statement as they remained quiet for a bit “Haha, bullshit.”

The two friends were at last reunited as one.

Daxter looked over at Jak, “So really, what were you upset over? I never took you for such a competitive guy.”

Jak shook his head “Then you don’t really know me all that well after all the time we spent together, Dax!” as he lightly poked a finger into the ottsel’s fur.

Daxter lightly scoffed “Hmph, what… Let me guess, you planning on entering Dante’s Abyss this year again?!”

Jak raised an eyebrow like Daxter suddenly read his mind or something. Daxter’s hand went over the eco warrior’s face again, “Hello… Earth to Jak?!”

The knife eared warrior tensed up “How did you know, Dax?”

Daxter shrugged and smirked “Oh well, I visited a few bars. They said there was a long eared guy looking for you out there. I figured there weren't too many other guys like you out there, so I figured I had to find you.”


Jak smiled, this time a genuine smile came to his face.

“Daxter, I’m just glad you found me when you did, Maybe I shouldn’t enter this year’s Dante’s Aby- Daxter cleared up the word change again “Dante’s Comet, they are calling it. Not sure why they are doing that but yeah…

“Who knew the Dante's Comet event was actually on an actual COMET?!” Daxter blinked like he was slightly hyped and excited to be cheering for his boy again in the competition.

Jak blinked ‘Come on Jak, let me enter too, please?”

The smile quickly turned into a frown “No.”

Daxter whined “Oh, why not?”
Jak shook his head “Death tournament.”

Daxter blinked “OH COME ON!”

Jak held out the ball for Daxter to see. “See this, I only have enough for one of us and if I die, I can come back.”

Daxter’s eyes quickly widened “Are you kidding me? So this tournament is like a sucicide mission that old Tattooed wonder sent us on?”

Jak shrugged “Yeah pretty much.”

Daxter yelled trying to say “ARE YOU CRAZY! You could get yourself killed out there by who knows who! And I would have no one to blame.”

“But oh no, you decide to go and do this to yourself again, nobody cares about old’ Daxter’s feelings.”

Jak winces when Daxter whaps him on the arm.

“Just when I..”

Jak sighed and bent down “Daxter, I have the ball of eco that lets me come back to life after this. Alright?”

Daxter looked at the little colored ball. Are you sure, Jak? I worry about you and I really care for you, if I lose you what the hell would I do?”

Jak sighed “You’d move on the way we always do, right?”

Daxter stopped and shook his head.

“Don’t worry, I’ll still cheer for you, Jak!”

Let me just sort a few things out first.


Jak said “Dax, wait!”

Daxter blinked “Huh?”

Jak smirked and rubbed the ottsel’s head like he was his brother. “Come on, Jak stop that! I’m trying to be ang-

Fine… I can’t stay angry at you, Jak.”

Jak smiled “Now, come on, Daxter. Let’s go find somewhere to chill before I change my mind, alright?”

Daxter smacked the back of Jak “Now that’s the Mar I’m talking about.”

Jak closed his eyes and let the familiar sense of calm come over his body as he turned completely light blue as Daxter climbed on the will-o-whisp’s angel’s shoulder.

Light even smiled as they were together again for the longest time in this new world. The jungle’s skies were at least calmer than the actual city's traffic. He’d have to fly back to his zoomer as the skies seemed at least calm for now. No people staring at the skies yelling “That’s no plane, that’s not superman!”

The sun going down was becoming more apparent as the dusk glow was starting to fall on the jungle grounds. As they reached the city, the moon’s glow upon the city was abnormally bright for the time being but Light didn’t mind as long as him and Daxter were together again at least for now.

As the duo landed onto the city streets, Light had led them directly to where Jak had left his zoomer last.

Daxter blinked “Hey, how’d you get a zoomer here on this planet, Jak? I thought those old things were created by Keira. Jak sighed “It’s a long story that I really don’t have time to explain right now.

“Hey, Dax. Let’s go grab a few more brews while we wait for the night to pass, and sleep a bit, ok?”

Daxter smiled “But Jak, I thought the nightlife was your favorite kind of lifestyle, you know the babes, the women and illegal racing?”

Jak shrugged “Wait, that’s right. Couldn’t forget about that to be honest. As long as we have cash on us anyway.”

Daxter blinked “Oh! Wait, Jak, I found an illegal racing bar somewhere in a hole in the wall so it’s less conspicuous.”

Jak nodded with a smirk growing on his face “Perfect way to spend a night. Watching a racing fight couldn’t go wrong, right Daxter.”


Daxter smirked “Well, Why not? At least it’s an interesting form of entertainment.” as Daxter pointed out directions to the latest hole in the wall with a flap with a password on the door.

As soon as they saw the line to get in, it wasn’t bad. Daxter pulled Jak into line and smirked “I can get us in, Jak.” “Don’t worry. I was in here earlier.”

As soon as the line began to move, the flap opened and Jak looked at Daxter as he lifted the ottsel to the door.

The man inside grunted and said “Oh it’s you.. Password?”

Daxter smirked and grunted “Racing”

The man shrugged and the door opened for him and Jak as they walked inside the bar.

The place looked like a nice racing bar. With the usual televisions, a bar, a window allowing folks to watch the illegal drag racing and more.

But the night’s special was on Dante's abyss, only three contestants had signed up so far and competition was going to be fierce this year but they never knew.

The bartender wiped a glass “Event special for Dante’s Comet contestants, drinks are 75 percent off for you and a friend. Jak high fived Daxter and nodded “Daxter, you pick the best bars to go to after all.”

The man in the bar nodded “After all, I think this little guy happened to be looking for you in what seems like forever.

Jak shrugged “I know. It took me three bars and a jungle to find my friend.”

The guy said “You know this orange creature? He’s been up telling stories the whole time he was here of all the races you’ve been through at “home.”

Daxter shook his head “Best part of it is it’s ALL TRUE!”

The bartender smirked, holding back his laughter “Sure, pal. Everyone comes in here and tells us they are the best at racing and soon people are busting down the windows every time a racer wins and beats their ass.”

Daxter said “Are you doubting our racing skills?”

Jak got up “Alright, Dax. I think we should just -


Daxter put up his fisticuffs in a way like he was about to battle someone as Jak grabbed him “Apologies, we’ll just be going now.”

Jak grumbled and pushed the door open, that had a bell and pushed aside a few of the folks.

“Uh Jak, my head hurts.”

Jak muttered something “Daxter, why do you always brag about us so much. It always brings us more trouble than it’s worth.”

The ottsel muttered something “Because we are cool.”

Jak blinked “Alright, I just don’t want to get a big head going into Dante’s Comet this year. It might be a long fight.”

Daxter nodded “Come on, old man. Let’s find a sigh up booth for you, alright? Then we can complain about how much other things will drive you up the wall.”

Jak sighed “Fine, Fine. From what i remember, I think the signup booths will be somewhere close or anywhere near the oddest of places.

Daxter “Tent shaped object that’s almost fairly obvious from it’s location? Or does it have something else that tells what it is?”

Mar shook his head “It’s pretty obvious from what it looks like, but the person usually running it is pretty obnoxious as well.”

Daxter said “Well, it looks like the tent should be close then.”

You know that tale how friends should always stick together through thick and thin? Well the two Dynamic duo might be in for more than what they see after all.

Daxter was busy reading through all the cards he held in his hands as he shook his head. “Why are we doing this again, Jak?”

Jak shrugged “Long story.”


As they finally stopped at what seemed like a tent, the eco warrior eyed Daxter and then the tent and then back at the ottsel.

Daxter crossed his arms “Well, are you going to sign up? Or stare at me like a fool would?”

Jak rubbed his hair and sighed “Fine, Fine I’m going.”
The eco warrior moved toward the tent, air blowing in his hair.

“Well, I guess this is the time I sign up again.”

Jak turned and nodded at Daxter.

(1227+3775=5002/5000) DONE!
 
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