Joy Unto You And A Merry Christmas Too

[ceasetoexist]

[Hey Mayfield, you ever seen a fat kid tear ass on foot through newly fallen snow? Well, todays your chance if you haven't before. You've got a few choices for how to interact with Pokey today.]

A. On His Way To 945 Beulah Street

[Hey 945 Beulah Street. You've got a visitor today, knocking rapidly, and obnoxiously on your door. You may want to answer it, because if Pokey decides you're taking too long for his tastes, he has absolutely no problem with trying to bash one of your windows in to try and get in. Feel free to catch him doing either.]

B. Phone

[When he speaks, his voice is lower then usual. Angrier too. And that last one's saying something.]

So did anyone get anything nice for Christmas? No, they didn't, did they?

And what did you idiots expect. Of course we didn't. The town decided to kick us while we're down again, just like we knew it would. Running out of creative steam, huh town? What's going to be your next friggin' trick, giving us each a monkey's paw and seeing how we screw ourselves.

I've had it. I've had it I've had it I've had it. So screw it.

She's right next door. I'm going to give her her comeuppance. Feel free to join me if you want.

C. Being an Absolute Dumbass

[If you're on Ricardo Street, feel free to notice Pokey standing on top of his mech, not across from his own house, but 501 Ricardo. The Smith House. And he's just shivering. But not from cold. He pauses for a moment before screaming.]

Hey! You little witch! I know you're in there, aren't you? I bet you're just laughing and laughing and laughing! Well, I'm tired of it. "

You've got a minute to come out before I blow your friggin' house up. Maybe it won't matter much, but it'll at least be an inconvenience. Who knows, maybe it'll be too much for even you to stop and I'll get lucky.

So how about you do us both a favor and get your scrawny little psychic witch butt out here before I...uuuuh....inconvenience you...

[Wow, this sounded a lot more threatening in his head.]

Comments

[nessbound.livejournal.com]

[His back to Pokey, Ness is unable to dodge the incoming metallic limb. It pins him down rather easily, as the young lad has a batting average of zero so far in this town.

He curses and screams in shrill pitches as he tries to push the leg off of him, having no effect against the devices strength compared to his "adolescent non-existing" strength. He could do "crap" and "nothing at all" with his lack of PK and PSI, and he did both quite effectively.

"POKEY! ERRGH! I'LL KILL HER! I'LL KILL HER FOR WHAT SHE DID TO YOU AND LUCAS!! LET ME GO, DAMN IT! GET YOUR FUCKING MACHINE OFF OF ME RIGHT NOW SO HELP ME GOD I'LL NEVER FORGIVE YOU!

[He's livid. Yup, pretty flippin' livid.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[He's about to scream back. God knows he wants to and your pissing him off again Ness. you're pissing him off so bad. Oh, you just got to be the fucking hero of everything, don't you? Amazing little Ness, just saving the day for everyone and helping them with everything. Not so amazing now, are you?

And then you get to that part about her having done something to himself. Well, and Lucas too, but he doesn't give a damn about that. So he just stares for a moment. Thinking about what to say.]

Well then how about no? So go ahead and hate all you want.

[...Goddammit, that probably isn't what you should've said. Okay. Here we go again. Second try.]

Damn, will you calm down? What do you think you're even going to do right now? Bash her windows in? I mean seriously. Hell, I probably couldn't do anything to her right now either.

So....just cut the crap right now. We'll think of something.

[nessbound.livejournal.com]

[Foolishly and stubbornly, Ness is hitting his head on the pavement for God only knows what reason. He'll eventually cease moving, eventually being reduced to quite the amount of audible sobs and groans.]

LUCAS! WE.. WE HAVE TO.. FOR LUCAS.. FOR HINAWA..

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[And Pokey'll just keep standing on the mech. He isn't letting up, not yet Ness. ....Jesus. How did he get to be the rational one in this discussion? That was a first.

...And he'll just think for a moment. He's about to ask what he's about to ask simply to take advantage of Ness. That's it. He's just taking advantage. He doesn't really care what could have upset his childhood friend. He doesn't really care about whatever he does eventually to the future kid.

He can't care.]

...What happened? I mean, what the hell did she do?

[nessbound.livejournal.com]

[Eww! He's spitting as he speaks! Man, there's all sorts of tears and fluids coming out of his face. You think he'd be able to hold himself together better.]

SHE.. SHE MADE ME.. SHE MADE ME KNOW EVERYTHING ABOUT LUCAS. LUCAS' PAST. ALL OF THE PEOPLE.. CLOSE IN HIS LIFE. ALL DEAD.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

....Everything?

[He lifts the leg off of Ness, seeing what the kid is going to do next. He's hoping that trying another rush is the last thing on his mind.

...Why does he even care?]

[nessbound.livejournal.com]

[Ness simply remains motionless. Occasionally, an arm or a leg will twitch. Mostly, he's just sniffling and sobbing loudly as he recollects Christmas morning in his head.

Here's what you've always wanted, Pokey. A weak, vulnerable, helpless and maddened ol' friend. He's totally losing it, crying like the baby he assumed you perceived him to be.]

Hi.. Hinawa..

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[This is something he'd been waiting for for awhile. He'd wanted it for who knows how long. Just to see you utterly crushed Ness. That was something he had always just wanted to see so bad. And now that it's in front of him? Just so delectably visible?

He can't enjoy it. Not today. ...Maybe not as much as he'd always thought he would. He'd love to take advantage of what you know, but for some reason...he can't bring himself to keep questioning Ness. He just looks so pathetic and for some reason...that's demoralizing instead of enjoyable.

He hops down from the mech and, slowly, just puts a hand on his shoulder, trying to be comforting. It's a light touch because, really, comforting...what is that? He doesn't know. But after you acting like this...and the kid he's come to view as little sister dead due his own evil actions (as far as he knows)...he's having a hard time driving his cruelty up.

So he'll just try to be comforting in whatever weird way he can. Not that he's any good at it.]

[nessbound.livejournal.com]

Pokey.. I'm.. I'm such a shitty friend..

[He's just quivering and shaking now. Not another word leaves him as he just turns into a useless ball of moans and tears.]