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Turn a Blind Eye (Action)
Oct. 21st, 2010 11:05 am[As he goes about his day today, something seems odd about Pokey. Almost off, if you will. Instead of his usually slow, grumbling, unhappy pace, he seems to be walking fairly briskly. Not only that, he seems to be....greeting people as he goes about whatever it is he's doing?
Screw horrible radio broadcasts and the hazmats, Pokey actually seems happy at the moment. You would almost think he'd managed to get his stupid ass droned, if not for the fact that he maintains his usual tone, although slightly cheerier.
There are several ways to run into him today.]
A. On The Streets
[Again, Pokey is just bouncing with good cheer today, and seems eager to share it. He'll openly great you on the streets today, among other things. Other things he could be doing at the moment? If you look like you need a hand with something, Pokey'd be happy to come help. Or, oh, is that litter? He'll actually clean that shit up. Later in the day, you'll also find him carrying several sheets of cardboard back home with him. Feel free to bother him then too. Feel free to bother him while he's doing one of many semi-helpful services around town or coming to greet you.]
B. At School
[Who cares if there's roving gangs of obviously dangerous men under Grady's control at the moment? School is still school. Which is amazing, considering how often Pokey tends to play hooky. He's unusually attentive in class as well, instead of his usual tendency to just sleep through courses. And much like his on the streets entry, he'll be doing his best to help others: picking up crap, offering to help other kids with their books even if he doesn't know them yet, ect. Feel free to bother him during any of these helpful shenanigans.]
C. Decorating His Yard
[Around early evening, 502 Ricardo Street's front lawn is going to begin to become slightly more colorful. Horribly so. It seems Pokey decided to try and put all that cardboard he had in the first option to good use and try to make Halloween decorations for the front yard with it, such as cut-outs of pumpkins and zombies and witches and yada yada yada. They're...not particularly good. In fact, a blind monkey could have probably made them better. But he's clearly still happy with it as he tries to get his yard set up for Halloween.]
D. Phone
[Pokey's voice, while clearly not droned, is still incredibly enthusiastic, almost bubbling. He's also stupidly left if unfiltered.]
Okay, so we have like, a week and a half to Halloween. And I don't know about you folks, but all this crap with the "Russian" and the radio broadcast and whoever these jokers in the suits are?
Not letting it ruin my holiday. Nope.
Cause the thing is, bad junk happens to us all the time. Constantly. So you know what? Forget about the costs. Halloween only comes around once a year, and I'm not letting some jerkwads ruin this one time of the year for me. You all can, that's fine. But I intend to enjoy the holiday the way it was meant to be.
Screw horrible radio broadcasts and the hazmats, Pokey actually seems happy at the moment. You would almost think he'd managed to get his stupid ass droned, if not for the fact that he maintains his usual tone, although slightly cheerier.
There are several ways to run into him today.]
A. On The Streets
[Again, Pokey is just bouncing with good cheer today, and seems eager to share it. He'll openly great you on the streets today, among other things. Other things he could be doing at the moment? If you look like you need a hand with something, Pokey'd be happy to come help. Or, oh, is that litter? He'll actually clean that shit up. Later in the day, you'll also find him carrying several sheets of cardboard back home with him. Feel free to bother him then too. Feel free to bother him while he's doing one of many semi-helpful services around town or coming to greet you.]
B. At School
[Who cares if there's roving gangs of obviously dangerous men under Grady's control at the moment? School is still school. Which is amazing, considering how often Pokey tends to play hooky. He's unusually attentive in class as well, instead of his usual tendency to just sleep through courses. And much like his on the streets entry, he'll be doing his best to help others: picking up crap, offering to help other kids with their books even if he doesn't know them yet, ect. Feel free to bother him during any of these helpful shenanigans.]
C. Decorating His Yard
[Around early evening, 502 Ricardo Street's front lawn is going to begin to become slightly more colorful. Horribly so. It seems Pokey decided to try and put all that cardboard he had in the first option to good use and try to make Halloween decorations for the front yard with it, such as cut-outs of pumpkins and zombies and witches and yada yada yada. They're...not particularly good. In fact, a blind monkey could have probably made them better. But he's clearly still happy with it as he tries to get his yard set up for Halloween.]
D. Phone
[Pokey's voice, while clearly not droned, is still incredibly enthusiastic, almost bubbling. He's also stupidly left if unfiltered.]
Okay, so we have like, a week and a half to Halloween. And I don't know about you folks, but all this crap with the "Russian" and the radio broadcast and whoever these jokers in the suits are?
Not letting it ruin my holiday. Nope.
Cause the thing is, bad junk happens to us all the time. Constantly. So you know what? Forget about the costs. Halloween only comes around once a year, and I'm not letting some jerkwads ruin this one time of the year for me. You all can, that's fine. But I intend to enjoy the holiday the way it was meant to be.
