Some Days are Better then Others - Phone/Action

[ceasetoexist]

[Action Locked to 502 Ricardo Street]

[Hey new not!family members, enjoy having the day start with some incomprehensible screaming coming from one of the kid's rooms before it finally stops, the kid stomping out of his room and slamming the door closed as he makes his way down to the kitchen to get some breakfast.

Which he'll still cause a mess doing, despite the fact that he's just getting some cereal. He doesn't really care about cleanliness, at the moment, and he manages to spill quite a bit of cereal and milk on the counter due to his irritation before finally taking a seat at the table to eat.

Pokey for his part looks about as friendly as a rabid pitbull at the moment. Enjoy meeting your new not!son/brother, everyone.]

[Phone]

Oh man, there is just nothing that makes you feel better then getting friggin' droned. No really, wonderful! Especially since I didn't do anything this time other then...well, okay, I can think of some things, heh.

Anyway, did I actually manage to miss anything important while I was gone? Except, you know, you people deciding to have a dance for some reason, which is just a great reaction to everything we learned. Well, I guess it's kind of funny in a stupid way, but whatever. Dances are just stupid in general.

And, oh boy, we got crap back from the Post Office after everything that went wrong last month!

[And there's the sound of him opening his letter, voice going even more cheerfully mocking.]

Gee, I wonder if it'll actually give me something worthwhile this time, since it didn't last-

[A pause.]

Heh. Hehehehehehe.

You know something? Life can be pretty cool sometimes.

[Action]

[Hey, look out at your yard, or the street across from your house. See something? It'll look like something's shimmering for a minute. It's vague, and featureless, though after a few seconds it starts to gain more and more features. Until finally, it comes into view as a rather large spider mech appears there.

And then the cockpit'll open, Pokey gleefully, climbering out of it and on top of the mech.]

Ahahahahahaha! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! It was about friggin' time I-WHOA!

[And that'd be Pokey managing to slip off the top of the mech and face-planting into the ground.]

Comments

[noneed-2worry.livejournal.com]

Pokey? Are you okay?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Just dusting himself off as he gets back up. He actually seems less irritated then he usually would.]

Who me? I'm awesome.

[noneed-2worry.livejournal.com]

Did you just get this back?

[Peering up at the crazy spider mech.]

It looks like something Team Rocket would use...

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[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[Just the biggest smirk you ever did see.]

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[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Guess what? Even you can't ruin his day today Slugger. He just picks himself up and dusts himself off.]

What's up, loser?

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

Not much, Minchi.

[That's right. Minchi. It's been a while since he's called you that, which is odd considering he knows how much you hate it. He'll just gloss over the fact that you were droned again, about how he may or may not have attempted to kill you, and instead turns his attention to Josephine.]

Get something back?

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[pants-yourmove.livejournal.com]

[[Aaron just kinda stares..

Stare...

Stare...]]

Umm... that's an amazing machine... umm... are you okay?

[[He's sincerely worried but at the same time a bit stunned.]]

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[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Pokey just brushes himself off, smirking.]

Yeah, Josephine's pretty sweet, huh? Finally got her teleportation back.

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[pants-yourmove.livejournal.com]

That's what that was!?

Wow, that's cool.

[[Also, glad to see Pokey just brush himself off.]]

[ashotajackasany.livejournal.com]

<sub>[Strutting back to where he thinks his house is, figuring that in some kind of dreamscape afterlife it doesn't matter if he's barefoot and in pyjamas. Also, apparently Tybalt also died and got stuck here. He's still immeasurably pleased by this fact. It occurs to him that he was in a butchershop, which was unexpected, but brushes it off as maybe karmic afterlife employment.

Just when his good mood starts to slip away upon realizing he's probably in for that too - and it's less the karma that worries him than the employment part - he makes it to the front of the house and blinks, then pulls his shoulders sharply back with a flat expression.]</sub>

The hell....?

_{[He was almost certain this was the right house but the giant spider made out of metal and the beaming fat kid are making him pause before entering. He leans against a fence post and crosses his arms.]}

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[The greeting Pokey has for you has about the same cheeriness as yours, Mercutio. Pokey's snide smile falters and falls when he spots you, barely a step away from glaring.]

You want something?

[ashotajackasany.livejournal.com]

_{[Not likely to be intimidated by a child, but still having no idea how Mayfield's not!family system works, Mercutio shrugs.]}

I think this is the house I woke up at this morning, but I certainly don't remember your charming face from earlier.

[velesdonnersen.livejournal.com]

[Tarvek is much too new to want to go out and check out the fascinating spider-clank. Well, that's not strictly true. He wants to -- who wouldn't? I mean, spider + clank = awesome! But he's too new to feel secure here, and too cautious to put himself in range of the fascinating spider-clank. Why? Because spider + clank also usually = dangerous... and life is already quite dangerous enough as it stands without helping it along.]

[But give him awhile to adapt to his new environment and he's going to be all over that awesome spider-ride.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Hey Tarvek, guess who spotted you? And guess who's giving the biggest shit-eating grin possible now that he knows yet another person is checking out his sweet-ass mech. He just gives a little nod.]

Hey. Pretty nice, isn't she?

[killsbunnies.livejournal.com]

[ Tom just stops and... stares.

He'd be impressed -- or at least intrigued -- if it weren't for the faceplanting. SO MUCH SCORN, sorry Pokey. ]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Yep, just getting back up, dusting himself off the best he can before smirking. Aw, you're not showing it, but you're jealous. He knows you are.]

Hey. Pretty awesome, isn't she?

[killsbunnies.livejournal.com]

[ The exasperation still lingers, but Tom's interest does show through when he speaks. ]

What exactly is it?

[has-a-name.livejournal.com]

*totally unconcerned about Pokey's faceplant, she's more interested in Josephine's upgrade*

... it regained a teleport ability...?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Wow, there's a voice he doesn't want to hear, and he pretty quickly scurries away from both you and...well, after last time, Josephine. But he just glares at you.]

Go away. Now.

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[inababanchou.livejournal.com]

[ Souji is getting the mail when the mechanic spider comes crashing down past his house. He is wearing a pink frilly "Kiss the Cook" apron since he's got a stew simmering in the kitchen. He watches as the man on the machine laughs maniacally, slipping off of the machine and landing on the ground face first. It sure looks diabolical, but Souji came to the fallen man. ]

Are you alright? I have bandaids in the house if you'd like.

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[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Pokey, meanwhile, is not letting anything ruin his day now that Josephine's got her teleportation power back. The kid just gets up and dusts himself off, smirking.]

Naw, I'm fine. It's-

[And pause. Paaaaause as he looks at your stupid apron, Souji. Yeah. That's just going to get a new bout of laughter.]

Are you serious?

[Phone]

[chaoschildofgod.livejournal.com]

And why would you count a dance, which can be quite pleasurable for people, as silly?

[Phone]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Oh, I dunno.

It's not like that shows complacency with us being here, or the fact we could be working to still get out of here instead of that crap.

phone

[timetables.livejournal.com]

Damn dude you talk a lot.

phone

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Hey wow. You complain a lot.