Freetime

[ceasetoexist]

[After nearly a year stuck in town, Pokey's kind of figured out the flow of the town. And with the census' having come in, he already knows shit is about to go down. So now? Screw it. It's time to enjoy whatever time he has left to play.

He can be found around town today messing around in several ways.]

A. Grocery Shopping

[If you happen to be doing any shopping at the general store/grocery store today, feel free to notice the fat kid pushing a cart around and apparently doing some grocery shopping himself. Of course, when Pokey grocery shops, he goes for items you'd expect of a kid his size: cookies, sugary cereal, pretty much anything sweet or fattening that he can get his hands on. He also carelessly tosses away anything that he doesn't want. So yeah. Feel free to possibly have a box of something he deems lame accidenttaly thrown at your face.]

B. Grocery Store Parking Lot

[Remember how Pokey was grocery shopping? Well, he's found another use for his cart.

Specifically, he runs a bit, getting momentum, before putting his feet up on the bottom carrying part of the cart. And he is just tearing ass like this all over the parking lot, not really giving a damn. Sure, it's kinda stupid, but hell. It's fun too.

Of course, he's also not really watching where he's going. So there's a good chance Pokey might be smashing his cart into your car.

Or maybe you.]

C. At the Cinema

[Nothing better then a day at the cinemas, huh? Even if, you know. The movies are always the same. Well, the audience isn't exactly the same as it usually is.

If you happened to go to the movies today, you're probably going to have a hard time ignoring the kid near the front, considering he's loudly heckling and making a ruckus at the movie.]

D. At the Comic Shop

[Pokey usually didn't read comics, but hey, why not? This place is stupid as hell, and probably about to get a lot worse. So why not? He'll read some here, and get some to take home. And by "get some to take home", I mean he's occasionally looking around before quickly stuffing one in his coat, hoping no one caught him.

When he's not busy stealing, he's actually actively reading one. Specifically a Batman one. He doesn't think much of it until he stops and flips back a page on the comic he's reading at the moment, and stares. His eyebrows go wide for a moment, just staring.]

Oh, no way.....

E. At the Park with his BB Gun

[Well, to cap off his busy day, Pokey can be found in the park, having set up a couple of cans on one of the benches and continuing to practice with the BB gun he has at actually shooting.

He's still not great, but he's improved from last time. For once, it seems he's actually practicing and learning something.]

Comments

[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

[She shakes her head. Nah, just being a creeper.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[He just keeps frowning. He's really tempted to take a shot at you, but from what he's seen of you with Slugger? He's gotten really tired of pissing Slugger off and getting hit with a bat and he kinda doesn't want to possibly hurt someone the little jackass might care about so he decides against it and shrugs.][And he'll go back to setting the cans up and trying again. Quite a few of the first shots miss, though, and it's starting to irritate the living hell out of him.]

[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

[Also, she might set you on fire. After a while of watching him miss, she'll appear behind him.]

Is this for fun?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Well yes, there is that, though it isn't the first thing to spring to Pokey's mind when confronting the girl, considering how little he knows about her.

He doesn't bother to turn around as he addresses her.]

No.

[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

[True. She doesn't seem the type to be able to do that.]

For what then?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

For none of your business, is why I'm doing it.

[Another shot. Another miss. His frustration is mounting up and he can't think.]

[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

[Apathetic quiet voice. It's no wonder she hangs out with Slugger all the time.]

That isn't a reason.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Yeah, well it's what you get. Too bad.

[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

[Stare. You're...like a blonde Kikuri.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[And you're like a staring thing that stares at him in an annoying way.

Slowly, he'll hold onto the barrel of the BB gun and gently poke you with the handle of the gun. Very, very gently, like someone would tap a new, strange animal.

Give him a reaction dammit.]

[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

[Looking at you. You should really think very carefully about what you're doing.

Only of course she doesn't say that and remains standing there watching you impassively.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[After you just keep staring at him, he stops, frowning. Finally, he just 'tsks' and shakes his head.]

Don't you have better things to do right now?

[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

No.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Well....fine something to do then. That isn't near me.

[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

Why?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Because you're bugging me.

[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

[Remains quiet.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[He prepares to just yell at Ai, but stops himself. No. Bad idea. Especially if she's friends with Slugger, let alone what she might be able to do. And at least she's...quiet.

So fuming, he'll go back to trying to shoot the cans.]

[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

[She'll just appear slightly to the side and watch him shoot.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[He keeps sucking for a bit, but slowly, gets a little better as he starts to get his composure back. He can actually hit a few of the cans now.]

[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

[Continues to watch.]

Sorry for the number of edits

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[After a bit, he can't really take it anymore. He'll just take the cans and start to head off back home, looking back at Ai for a moment before shaking his head.

What a weird, stupid day.

Then stops. And turns around.]

Say hi to Slugger for me.

[And then starts to go back on his way. And stops.]

So do you ever talk, or anything? I mean what do you do, other then send people to hell?

Re: Sorry for the number of edits

[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

At home?

That's all I do.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Yeah? Well you can't be doing it all that much here. There's gotta be something you do.

[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

Oh, here.

[Yeah, no sending people to hell here. It's strange.]

Go to school, watch people, play.

[You know, normal things.]