In Which Pokey Gets To Work [Action]

[ceasetoexist]

[Well, that was an idiotic diversion he didn't have time for. Pokey hardly understood what possible point the Soviet event could have had aside from agitating the living hell out of him. It was a pointless excursion in suffering, and even he thought the reason people were being killed was more or less pointless. Of course, he still got off worse than all of those who even died; after all, he had to go back to school, an entirely pointless bit of drudgery for him. 

Now that they were back in Mayfield, it was time for him to start getting a lay of the land. Getting as much paper as he could of any type and a few pencils, he headed outside to begin his slow, but necessary work. He'd start around his own house and street, drawing and graphing the surrounding area. Mapping the terrain was going to be necessary if he wanted to form a full plan for battle or action.]

[OOC: Throughout the day, Pokey is going to be going from house to house and street to street mapping the area. Feel free to confront him about what he's doing or how he's invading your privacy as he messes around on your lawn, in your backyard, in the trees near your house as he tries to peer into the second story to get an idea of whose their, ect. While this will mainly affect Ricardo Street, feel free to bump into him anywhere since this'll be affecting the entire town.]

Comments

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[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Why?

[tsunbowmonkey86.livejournal.com]

'Cause he's crazy.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

That's beyond crazy. Even the insane have some standards.

[tsunbowmonkey86.livejournal.com]

Well, he doesn't. And he keeps actin' like he's got somethin' big planned, and we just got things back from the town... I don't like it; he knows where I live. That's why I'm not givin' ya both of my weapons.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[He's just silent for a moment.]

He ain't the only one, though I doubt what I have planned would exactly be called bad at least by his standards.

Don't blame you there. That's simple survival instinct. I'll try and get it back to you as soon as possible. You got anywhere to stay that where he wouldn't know where to find you? Like a friend's house, or something?

[tsunbowmonkey86.livejournal.com]

If it's anythin' too bad, I'll go stay with Rachel for a few days. If not, I'll just fight him off.

... My "dad's" still got that rifle...

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

I hope you mean your "dad" would use the rifle.

You using one is going to either break or dislocate your shoulder and/or arm. I've tried it.

[tsunbowmonkey86.livejournal.com]

'Course he'd fire it! I'm not stupid!

[No, she's totally going to try shooting it and probably slam backwards through a wall.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Hey, everyone does stupid crap when they're trying to survive. Even I'll admit I have. Rarely. Not often.

So are all the adults in your actual world as bad as this Kimbly jerkoff, or is he a whole new brand of bad that you've just been introduced to? Because I know his type.

[Only a little bit ago, he'd been close to his type. But he won't mention that.]

[tsunbowmonkey86.livejournal.com]

He's a little worse than Father, but only 'cause he's just hurtin' people 'cause he feels like it. 'least Father's got a motive.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Yeah, he's not getting Father is a separate villain.]

Never really cared for fathers much, anyway. Always could have done without mine. Not too fond of yours then, too?

[tsunbowmonkey86.livejournal.com]

What?! No! I love my dad!

[There are some definite communication issues here.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

But you were just talking about how bad your father was.

[tsunbowmonkey86.livejournal.com]

No, I was talkin' about Father.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

That's what I just sa-

...Are you telling me there's some jerkoff you guys fight that just calls himself Father?

That's retarded.

[tsunbowmonkey86.livejournal.com]

Father and the Delightful Children From Down The Lane.

... Better than the Toiletnator. That guy's annoyin'.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

I've met and worked with worse villains, I bet. Probably worse than even some jerk named Toiletnator. That just sounds dumb as toast.

[tsunbowmonkey86.livejournal.com]

He's the worst villain ever! There's been polls and everythin'!

... My dad's much better than him.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

What's he done that's so bad? And I meant worse as in "sucks". He sounds lame.

[The boy shrugs, digging his hands into his pockets.]

Hey, I'm not saying all dads are bad.

[tsunbowmonkey86.livejournal.com]

He's just... The Toiletnator. Do I really need to say anythin' else?

... I think ya misunderstood. I'm sayin' my dad's a better villain than him.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Master Belch. Giant pile of slime that enslaved a community of armless midgets just so they'd make and feed him honey. My friend Ness beat him by giving him a jar of honey that he proceeded to eat while getting the crap beaten out of him. For the entire fight. Nothing but eating honey.

...I thought you said you liked your dad, though?

[tsunbowmonkey86.livejournal.com]

... Alright, ya win on that one. That's really stupid. And gross.

I do. He's just also a villain.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

I friggin' know, right? He barely even counts as a villain

Well....I guess he couldn't be as bad a one as mine, then.

[tsunbowmonkey86.livejournal.com]

My dad hates all kids, 'cept his own. Ya can't really ask for much more from an adult.

... Guess yours doesn't feel that way.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

I suppose not.

My dad hated everyone, including my brother and me. I'm pretty sure he only ever saw me as a tool to get what he wanted since he exploited my talents and-

[Shut up idiot. You're leaving yourself open and vulnerable to someone you don't know. ...Think up something else to say.]

...So why's the mustard gun your favorite weapon?