Some Great Reward - Action/Phone
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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.]
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.]
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Date: 2011-07-04 09:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-07-04 09:08 pm (UTC)[Not screwing around time-space like a spaz would be one of those reasons. Which he's probably put together, but he won't say.]
...I just wanted to try it. Now that I know it sucks, I won't bother trying it again.
Wrong icon previous post, whoops.
Date: 2011-07-04 09:12 pm (UTC)...Do you want me to see if I can do anything about your lungs? I'm not a doctor, so I can't diagnose anything, but...
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Date: 2011-07-04 09:16 pm (UTC)[It's quick, when he says that, and he flinches a bit. He didn't mean to say it THAT quickly and...he has no idea why he should feel bad about THAT, considering everything. But he does.]
...I don't think it can be. It just comes with time traveling. I'd be kinda surprised if even PSI could really heal it.
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Date: 2011-07-04 09:23 pm (UTC)You would probably know best. Just... try not to overexert yourself.
[A faint smile.]
Maybe you should try for a tattoo if you want to do something rebellious...
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Date: 2011-07-05 05:05 am (UTC)Heh. Can you imagine how bad a tattoo would look on blue skin?
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Date: 2011-07-06 12:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-07-06 07:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-07-07 12:36 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-07-07 12:51 am (UTC)[Obviously this isn't a bizarre form of logic.]
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Date: 2011-07-07 12:59 am (UTC)[That might be slightly debatable. Lucas, though, isn't here to squabble, and so he'll nod, a little meekly.]
Well. As awesome as you are, try not to hurt yourself, anyway.
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Date: 2011-07-07 01:14 am (UTC)Not hurting myself anyway. And it isn't any of your business.
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Date: 2011-07-07 01:15 am (UTC)...I'll, um. See you when I come out, I guess.
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Date: 2011-07-07 01:21 am (UTC)...I'm probably heading back home anyway.
Guess I'll see you whenever.
[And he'll start to head off.]
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Date: 2011-07-07 01:26 am (UTC)[And thus ends another awkward conversation. Lucas watches as Pokey goes, remembering to wave a little only after Pokey's turned around.]