South Park Big Bang

White Line



art by marskels

inspired by the fic White Line
written by Scone and Regan



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The arena seats were full today, practically overflowing with whooping punks and kids huddled down under heavy jackets and scarves. The first day since December that anyone can stand being outside for more than twenty minutes at a time, and the crowd was out in full force. It showed, and Ruby Tucker sighed, half-bored as she hefted a soap-weighted kneesock over one shoulder. Her armor felt stale and unused, the pink stuffed unicorn strapped around her head itchy as fuck. The Kermits knotted around her shoulders didn't help either, and she fiddled impatiently with her champion's belt, pointedly ignoring the stupidshit noisy crowd chanting her name and waving pointless signs of pink and yellow. She was the goddamn motherfucking arena champion because she was good, not because of some half-assed calls of support, and she lazily flicked them off, waving both hands around as the yells doubled over.

- excerpt from White Line



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