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]

[Still grinning, he leans away and covers his head but he doesn't escape the punch.]

You said so yourself. It must be true.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Still just punching you. Not like he's super strong, but it's probably annoying as hell and he doesn't show any signs of letting up.

Dammit. You're right. Curse you're logic and trapping him, Slugger.]

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[He puts up with it for a little while, waiting for you to show the first sign of getting tired. That's when he'll swoop in and try to catch you in a headlock.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Goddammit. He struggles to get free, one hand trying to tear at your arms, the other still pointlessly pummeling. Of course, your grip is way too tight for someone like Pokey to hope to break out of. But the idea of "relenting" doesn't even cross his mind.]

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[Just hanging onto your head. Then he pretends to spit on the back of your head and rub it into your hair.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Just growling and trying to shake you off.]

Lemme go!

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[Finally, he loosens up his hold enough to let you struggle free.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Just grumbling and sneering before looking away like a big, pouting baby.]

Jerk.

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[Smirking it up. He wonders when you're going to notice your hair is all rumpled.]

You started it.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

You cheated.

[Answer: not any time soon.]

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

Like you wouldn't.

[Not going to tell you, either.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't.

[AHAHAHAHAHAHA]

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[Now that's amusing.]

Would to.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Would NOT!

[Yeah he'll actually fight you on this.]

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[playing along]

Why?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Well....because....shut up!

[Going to try and hit you on the shoulder. Cause it ain't like that's what got you here in the first place, right?]

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[Nice answer. He should punch you back for that. And he does, but in the ribs, because he forgot which shoulder it was you broke.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Aw, you're so considerate Slugger. Pokey just lets out a whooping sound as the air exits his lungs, growling before trying to tackle Slugger to the ground.]