Some Great Reward - Action/Phone

[ceasetoexist]

[Pokey usually didn’t give much importance to dates, but even he noticed what today meant. A year. He’d been trapped in this stupid town for a year, and throughout? Didn’t really have anything to show for it. Not physically, at least. He hadn’t made any progress getting out. If anything, he’d let himself get sucked more and more into it.

Stupid. Of him. Of all the people in this town, for getting him sucked even further into the town. Invested in it. Invested in them. And now? He didn’t know if there was a possible way to get out of being invested in them, as much as he tried to deny it both openly and to himself.

He just sat and stared in the calendar, lost in thought, before finally getting up to go outside.]

A. On the Lawn/Garage of 502 Ricardo Street

[Hey, is that an explosion Ricardo Street? Sure is!

Feel free to notice the fact that the garage of 502 seems to have been set on fire. Also feel free to notice the chubby, blue-skinned boy running out of the garage to turn the hose on and try to put the fire he carelessly set out.

Help him/annoy him?]

B. Streetcorner, Outside the General Store

[Notice the kid now sitting on the corner outside the general store, a pack of cigarettes in hand. It was pretty easy getting them considering he just needed to say he was buying them for his dad. And you know something? After putting up with a year of this, he deserves to be allowed to try something adult like this. Why not? He’s gone through worse things for his health.

Feel free to find him either about to light up, or right after when the little moron is hacking his lunges out, dropping the cigarette to the ground. Of course, after he finishes coughing he’ll be trying again.]

C. Phone

So I’ve been here a year. And in a year, I think I’ve actually managed to kinda-sorta learn something. Which is, I guess, that people are both nowhere near as bad as I thought they were, and a lot frickin’ worse. So. Do I get a medal now?

….Anyway think something like Maipole will happen again this year, or are we in the clear?

D. Late at night, outside the Dairy

[If you happen to be walking the streets of Mayfield late at night for some reason, you’ll notice Pokey chucking rocks at the Dairy way after curfew. He doesn’t really seem to notice anyone else around him; he just seems intent on acting out on his anger.]

Comments

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[Throwing is pretty useless. The next rock he tosses skyward and with a swing of his bat, sends it rocketing toward one of the windows. The result isn't much different except that it's deflected even faster.

Doesn't stop him from looking around for another rock. A bigger one.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Pokey laughs a little bit at that. The display at least puts him in a bit of a good mood. Pokey'll soon join in looking for a bigger rock to throw at the Dairy as well.

It's clear they're not going to hurt it, but hey. Might as well get it out of their system.]

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[Slugger bats a small chunk of concrete at the dairy's exterior where it breaks apart into even smaller pieces and some dust on impact.]

Did you hear that explosion today?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Pokey stops mid-throw, looking over at Slugger.]

...No? What was it from?

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

Your street.

[He has a sneaking suspicion that it came from YOUR house.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Oh.

....I guessed I missed it.

[Totally just throwing another rock as quick as he can.]

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

Bullcrap. What happened?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

...The teleporter I was working on blew up.

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[It WAS you. Knew it.]

Doesn't Josephine have one?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

She does.

But I'm trying to make one for the KND, too. In case we ever need it.

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[He nods and tosses a rock into the air, catching it in his hand as it falls, then repeats. Stupidly, he almost asks if you're okay and, of course, the answer is obvious. You wouldn't be standing here otherwise. He even watched the flames being put out earlier today.]

At least you didn't blow your face off.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

I know right?

[He just hurls another rock, smirking.]

I'd hate to end up looking like you.

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

Haven't heard that one before.

[/sarcasm; Slugger tosses the rock high and sends it hurdling at the dairy with his bat. He thinks about going up to the building and striking it directly, but he's afraid the Milkman might come out and kill him and take his bat away.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Yeah I just bet you haven't.

[Tossing a rock up and down in his hand, looking at the building.]

...You really think he's always in there?

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

Could be. Except when he delivers the milk.

[Which means he's probably in there right now. Slugger eyes the place warily.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

...Who's to say he can't be in more then one place at a time?

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[Way to make him even more paranoid. Slugger looks around, though he's trying to be subtle about it and 'disguises' the action by finding more rocks.]

Do you think he ever leaves Mayfield?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Pokey's thought about the possibility enough that he actually isn't paranoid about it. It's obvious the people in charge here can monitor an obscene amount of information, so honestly who cares anymore?]

...I dunno.

We don't even really know what outside Mayfield.

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

Some type of hell, probably.

[kicking some rocks around]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

....Probably. Heh. It might be a better type of hell then here, actually.

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

Would you go there if it was?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

...Maybe. It'd depend on some things.

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

Like what?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Like stuff.

[Like he doesn't want to be alone, for one.]

THat's all you need to know.

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

The availability of junkfood?