Working on Leaving - Action/Phone

[ceasetoexist]

[Hey, guess who finally got put into a job, due to being a young teen? And lucky him, he gets to work as an usher at the theater. It's stupid, and pointless, but hey. It's something to do, right? So he might as well do it.

You can find Pokey doing the following today.]

A. Theater Job Prompts

A1. [Hey, you know how you're trying to watch the movie? Well, have fun trying to watch the movie when a flashlight ends up shining in your eyes, and a young voice says in a mockingly chipper tone.]

Ticket please.

[He thought this was funny as hell the first few times he did it. Clearly it'll be funny as hell however many times he does it.]

A2. [Hey look, the fat usher kid is doing something fairly expected and trying to sneak behind the snack counter to get himself something.

Stop him/point him out/irritate him?]

A3. [Oh hey, you accidentally lost something in the dark of the theater. Who knows, who cares how, you just need help finding it. Or maybe the movie's over and it's time for the usher to, you know, actually help get people out. But like hell he's doing that. Where is the little bastard.

In the very back seats of the theater, sleeping. That's where he'd be.]

B. On the Lawn of 502 Ricardo Street

[For those of you new here, hi. Feel free to notice the giant spider-like mecha that's currently on the lawn. Also feel free to notice the fat, blonde kid climbing around on it, apparently checking it. For once, Pokey's actually bothering to look Josephine/his mech over and due maintenance. Which, really, he should've been doing on a more consistent schedule, but hey. At least he got around to it sometime.]

Phone

So, with Father's Day coming up on Sunday, gotta know.

Did anyone here actually get along with their father?

Comments

[phone]

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

Edward? No.

...

Sometimes.

[phone]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

I meant those who had actual dads, but uh, okay. I guess.

Pfft, Eddie's not so bad. Just kinda...unhinged, right now.

Re: [phone]

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[Long pause. 'Kinda' unhinged? No comment.]


Did you?

[phone]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

None of your business.

[That's a no.]

[Phone]

[thief-of-truth.livejournal.com]

Yeah! Daddy and I were really close.

[Phone]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Lucky you. So did you do everything he asked too, or what?

[Phone]

[thief-of-truth.livejournal.com]

Well, I messed up sometimes, but little kids do that kinda thing.

[Phone]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

You still got punished for messing up though, right?

[ooeeooahah]

Yes. I still get along with my father. I miss him, but wouldn't wish any of my family to be here.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Good for you.

Heh. Agree with the last bit, at least in part.

[ooeeooahah]

I'm not looking forward to this Father's Day.

Mother's Day was horrid enough.

A: PLaceholder

[flameyedhunter.livejournal.com]

Mou! Ow. Here's your stupid ticket.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[And he takes the ticket and inspects it, leaving the flashlight shining in Shana's eyes. And still "hmming" to himself while he looks the ticket over. But not saying anything. Or giving it back.]

[flameyedhunter.livejournal.com]

[Shana just waits, and gets an annoyed look.]

[Phone]

[has-a-name.livejournal.com]

... presently, I don't think he'd want to get along with me...

[Phone]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

I don't want to get along with you most of the time either, so that makes two of us.

Why wouldn't he want to get along with you?

[Phone]

[has-a-name.livejournal.com]

... my father and I have a conflict of interests and beliefs...

[bestwishes]

It was always just me and mom back home... Dad left years ago to become a Pokémon Trainer, so I never really knew him...

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

You probably didn't miss much.

[bestwishes]

I guess... I mean, me and mom did just fine together on our own.

[fineday4science.livejournal.com]

My father...

Well, he's okay. I guess. I really wish he did not shove the physical activity in my face, though. I have no time for such foolishness!

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Father's are all about shoving stupid crap on you. It's just the way dads are.

B.

[buttery-tech.livejournal.com]

[Your name is Bridge, you come from the future. You obsess over technology and building and upgrading stuff. You walk outside your home on your way to work and notice a huge spider mecha in the neighbor's lawn. What do?

Drop everything you are doing and walk over, obviously. He's just gonna give it a look over before whistling in approval.]

That's a pretty neat 'bot you got there. You build it yourself?

.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[The kid peeks out from behind one of the massive legs of the mech, holding a wrench in his mouth. He spits the wrench out into his hand.]

Naw, gift, I guess you could say. Know how to take care of her though.

[He smirks though.]

Pretty nice though, isn't she?

[buttery-tech.livejournal.com]

Can I...? [Well, he doesn't want to be rude and closely inspect it without permission. But this WAS the first awesome and certainly advanced technological masterpiece he's seen since his arrival. He's still kind of surprised someone else would even have something resembling what he's somewhat familiar with.]

I mean, yeah. She's a real beauty. Maybe not be as big as any of the zords back home, but I'm sort of a geek for any machine regardless of how old or different it might be from what I'm used to.