Mike Trojan is a mere time-sector away from making the discovery of lifetime, or rather a timetime . . .

Logan at Starbucks Coffee runs into Beatoffking

[to Logan] Logan. If you don't immediately identify yourself as Logan, please listen anyway.  If you are Logan and don't know it, a part of you will understand. But enough with the formalities! (I don't want to be like Mike Trojan.)  Sit down, have a cappuccino on me.  Logan!  This is the Lonely King.  I know you are in the service of the Child Emperor.  And you probably know that if your mission is successful, you will forever condemn me and the entire future version I head to Beatoffkingdomhood!  You know . . .

[to clerk:] Uh, yes, two tall cappuccinos please. [to Logan]. . . You know even more!  You know that I have naturally come to try to tip the time-continuum in my time-era's favor.  For we have always said there that, "life under a Child Emperor sucks big donkey dicks!"  Oh I will stop you . . . [to clerk:] Uh, yes, do you have change for a fifty, oh not all ones please, OK fine, shit, gimme ones then. [to clerk:] Uh, yes, do you have change for a fifty, oh not all ones please, OK fine, shit, gimme ones then. [to Logan]. . . I will stop you Logan somehow.  I know you are virtually immortal, I would kill you now but you would only reappear yesterday or next week.  But can you even hear me Logan?  Must I roam in this dirty contraption forever doing this shameful dance?  Oh how I curse the day Mike Trojan was born!  Oh yes go ahead!  Thunder Nelly, you whore of a god!  If only I had enough memory to go back and slaughter that vulgar clown!  I'd even risk it, but this cursed doggy-style has destroyed my knees!  My only goal in this odd life is to put a stop to you Logan! [to Logan] Here. We can sit right here.  Just sit down, I'm almost done.  And I will make this speech over and over again until I find you.  Logan? Is that you? Hey Logan? Remember the wake up call?  You haven't touched your cappuccino Logan!  But do you remember that?  Eh?  Back in Theta-Five, Prelude City, eh? After the Philanthropic Massacres? Yeah son! The Wake up Call Ha! Ha! Remember?  Logan!  Sleep well prick!

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