Issues (Action)

[ceasetoexist]

[It happened again. Of course it did. It inevitably does, so why did he expect now to be any different then it ever was? People leave. No matter how much he might stupidly care, or put faith in them, they were going to leave him.

And Engie had done so once before, so now shouldn't be a surprise. And he shouldn't feel betrayed by it like he does. He'd come to terms with everyone abandoning him awhile ago, hadn't he? It was stupid to care about it now, and especially here.

So why did he? He couldn't shake it. And he hated it. And all it did was remind him of how alone he felt he was, regardless of the fact that he had personally made the decision to be so. It didn't matter. He needed to do something, anything, to get his mind off how he felt right now. Some kind of release.]

[Welp, folks, Pokey has worked himself into a bitchy little tizzy over Blu Engie getting perma-droned again. Feel free to find him reacting to the news in one of two ways.]

A. Anger

[Hey. Hey see that car right outside? Maybe it's even your car, and you were planning to go for a drive or to work.

Well now you aren't, because that son of a bitch has been smashed into oblivion by a long, large metallic leg. Yeah, it's kind of hard not to notice the large spider mecha, furious little boy standing on top of it as he proceeds to have the mecha smash every car it can find, occasionally picking one of the already ruined cars up and throwing it further. Hey, it's helping his anger. And dealing extensive property damage, but that's another matter entirely.]

B. Grief

[Well, now that Pokey's managed to get his anger out of his system (for the most part), he'll be moping around now.

Feel free to find Pokey apparently aimlessly wandering around town today, head bowed, shoulders slumped. He has honestly never looked as defeated or dejected in Mayfield as he does right now. You even think you might hear a small, shuddering sniffle if you get to close of him.

Of course, thing is, he hasn't really worked his anger out entirely, either. So Pokey'll be kicking down anything he can in his rage that isn't bolted down. Cans, animals, trashcans, these'll all be getting kicked. He might be kicking your mailbox too but, uh, he isn't quite strong enough to kick down that, so enjoy the fat kid kicking at your mailbox only to be grabbing his foot afterwards in pain.]

Comments

[enviousmath.livejournal.com]

They care about you and don't want to see you upset.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[He just pauses at that for a moment, not really sure what to say. Being told someone cares about him...that's kind of a first. Or at least among them. And he's just silent for a moment.]

...He left once already.....I thought he was going to stay.

[enviousmath.livejournal.com]

[She notices the change and softens her voice as well.]

You never know what will happen here. But, I think it's good that you made memories with that person while you could. That's the most important part I think.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Maybe.

......'s stupid, though. Trying to be with people that aren't gonna be here when you need them...

[enviousmath.livejournal.com]

I don't think it is. Real life, outside of Mayfield, is just like that too. People come and go throughout life. This is no different. It just feels that way.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

...Why? WHy's it have to be like that?

[enviousmath.livejournal.com]

It's all apart of growing up and going through life. It's something that can't be helped.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

...What if it could be helped? What if you could cheat it?

[enviousmath.livejournal.com]

You can't cheat it. Such a thing is impossible.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

You're wrong. You can cheat it. You don't have to let time sweep you aside, or give in to it.

[enviousmath.livejournal.com]

...What is that supposed to mean.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

That if you could find a way where you didn't have to age...you'd take it, wouldn't you?

[enviousmath.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't.

[She speaks without a hint of hesitation.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

....Why?

[enviousmath.livejournal.com]

Call me old fashioned, I guess. I want to grow old with my husband and see my child have children. For me, that is an ideal future. [She knows very well that isn't going to happen of course. She's dead in her world. But, she still means what she says.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

But if you didn't have those, or a chance for those...what then?

[enviousmath.livejournal.com]

...

Well, then there's no need for me to be alive.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[He just kind of stares at you for a moment, mouth agape. Really? But that doesn't....]

Why? Think of all the things you could do, or-or learn and see! What would be so bad about that?

[enviousmath.livejournal.com]

Those things are worthless to me if I have no one to share them with.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

....Is having someone else really that important?

[enviousmath.livejournal.com]

Very important. My husband and my daughter are my life and my joy. I would do anything to make them happy and keep them living comfortably.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

.......Pfeh. Not for me. I'm never going to let anyone or anything tie me down.

[enviousmath.livejournal.com]

You say that now, but I'm sure a good girl will come around someday.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

...Okay. Let's say that even did somehow happen-which it isn't-what if I, theoretically, somehow couldn't get older anyway. What would you do, in that situation?

[enviousmath.livejournal.com]

What I would do? ...Why would I do anything?