I’ve been spending a lot of time in the transporter room lately, I thought, as I adjusted my sequined mirror panel jacket while waiting for my crew to meet me in the transporter room to beam over to the party. I had been provided with this sparkly jacket by the girls, which was like a futuristic tuxedo, made up of thousands of tiny sequins in mirrored naturally distributed segments separated by a black grid lines. The jacket’s lapels were a solid, shiny black which provided some nice contrast. You wouldn’t think it would look good, but it somehow worked and somehow wasn’t completely over the top. How someone had pulled off tasteful with sequins, I’d never know, but it looked good on me. It helped that I looked like a male supermodel due to my genetic enhancements. Those pretty boys from my old world could make a burlap sack look good.
Joseph Orlando
2024-10-07 19:47:04 +0000 UTCWar sage
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