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][Filtered]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Yeah? Well how many people do you know? C'mon, smart guy.

[He knows more then just little girls, shut up...]

[phone][Filtered]

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

Was I supposed to keep track?

[phone][Filtered]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Well if you're gonna bring it up, you better be able to defend your own point, jerkface.

[phone][Filtered]

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

How about the ones I've hit?

[phone][Filtered]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

How about you don't hit them anymore?

[phone][Filtered]

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[You say that as if he can help it.]

That's up to them.

phone][Filtered]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Eh, fine. Whatever.

You ever think of using anything other then a baseball bat?

[phone][Filtered]

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

Never.

[Fact: when Slugger first got back his bat, he kissed it.]

[phone][Filtered]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Boring.

[phone][Filtered]

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[Prepare for an outstanding rebuttal...]


You're boring.

[phone][Filtered]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Oh man that was genius!

[phone][Filtered]

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

Just like you.

[phone][Filtered]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

You wish you were just like me.

[phone][Filtered]

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

What, blue? No thanks.

[phone][Filtered]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Hey, maybe you'd look better if you were blue.

Current looks certainly aren't doing you any favors.

[phone][Filtered]

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

I'd rather be shadow-colored.

[Not even denying the second remark. What is this conversation even.]

[phone][Filtered]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Shadow isn't a color. It's just an absence of light, stupid.

[Obnoxious, for the most part.]

[phone][Filtered]

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

Whatever.

[Getting himself a popsicle.]

Did you finish all that junkfood yet?

[phone][Filtered]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

...Naw. Haven't really had the time for it or anything.

[phone][Filtered]

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

Need help?

[phone][Filtered]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

I guess it couldn't hurt....

[Yes. He's alone here with goddamn drones again, and he's bored out of his damn skull.]

[phone][Filtered]

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

Alright.

I heard junkfood isn't good for humans anyway.

[phone][Filtered]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Heh.

Nothing that's fun is good for humans.

[phone][Filtered]

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

True.

[Give him 30 seconds and he'll be there to help eat your junkfood and annoy you in person.]

[In Person?]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[And when Slugger shows up, Pokey'll have already opened up a bag of chips unsurprisingly and is chowing down, sitting upside down on the couch with his legs draped on the headrest.]

Hey stupid.