Jak has been many things. He is more recognized as an outcast, a wastelander, a legacy, and others. But his true origins have yet to be uncovered. #PS2Family
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Jak had set to the outer chamber of the gun course in South Town. He may have needed a bit better precision with the Vulcan Fury, so to improve, he activated the training course for such weapon. Training time, it had been.
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Same writer as @EngineArmor2016!
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Jak had just exited the gun course with his head held high. Another round of training gone excellent, he thought. It wasn't perfect, but he still felt good for making it out with a yet unbeatable score. He walked out the door and made his way to his new "home--
--getting through those doors, smirking on one side, and taking to the nearest table. He was enjoying his time, though it would be nice for somebody else to be around. He would sit down, fold his arms, and take a rest.
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Jak had just exited the gun course with his head held high. Another round of training gone excellent, he thought. It wasn't perfect, but he still felt good for making it out with a yet unbeatable score. He walked out the door and made his way to his new "home--
--base," the Naughty Ottsel. Seeing the ottsel head up top of the saloon made him think of his best buddy and where he could be during times like this, but for now, it was time for relaxation. He still worries sick about Daxter, though.
Jak couldn't be more relaxed after--