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

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

.....

Does it hurt for you to? Like...do you feel anything? Or is it just...empty?

[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

[She looks down at the rock.]

Sometimes.

If I push my emotions away then it will feel empty. But that doesn't work well.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

...It used to for me.

Doesn't work so well, anymore.

[Why is he talking about this? He has absolutely no clue. But he guess in the end he needed to tell someone.]

[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

It used to work for me too.

But that really just makes it worse.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Yeah. It does.

....You think they were telling the truth in March? About what happens in the Dairy?

[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

[She remains quiet for a moment.]

...I don't know.


but....


I don't think they'd show us what they were really doing though.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

...Or at least not all of it.

[Just throwing another rock at the building, a bit angrier this time.]

[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

Not all if it.


Did you go and look at the diner?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

...I tried. I [Got killed before I could enter.] couldn't get a good chance to get in.

[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

So did I. Some woman working for the town killed me before I could find anything though.

[A shame she hadn't died in the fire Ai had thrown at her.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[He's silent. He wants to ask what she looked like, but in the end he just shrugs.]

There's a bunch of crazies here. What do you expect?

[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

They damn themselves.

Ushiromiya Kyrie will go to Hell when she dies. Without my interference.

[And yes. She is pleased with that.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[His grip on the rocks in his hands tightens. He wants to smash them against Ai's face, but he knows better then that. Whatever the girl is, she could probably kill him. That's the first problem. The second problem is that Slugger, for whatever reason, seems to care about her. And he doesn't want to upset him. And not just due to fear of retribution: he honestly doesn't want Slugger upset. And that surprises him more then he thought it would.]

Well.

Good for you, that the people you hate are hellbound.

[And then he'll just take one of the rocks out of his hands and throw it angrily at the building.]

[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

Most people are hellbound.

[Looks at the rock in her hand, and then engulfs it in dark energy to throw at the dairy. It doesn't do much either. A shame.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

I'm not surprised.

There are more bad people then good.

[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

A lot more.

At least from what I've seen.

[Then again she see's people at their worst, so she's a little biased.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

...I don't think I really recognized the good ones, or cared that they were around, til I got here.

[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

What did you do back home?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Awful things.

[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

What sorts of things?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Oh you know.

Help an alien invasion, create a monster to try and eat my planet.

Things like that.

[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

Why did you do that?

[Not actual shock or horror. Just curious.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Because I hated it.

[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

Why did you hate your planet?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

The people, mainly. There were only a few good people I gave a crap about, and no one else really liked me. And if they didn't like me, why should I like them?