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[Eridan wasn't really a morning person to begin with, and the constant nightmares have not been helping issues, either. He arrives at the breakfast table, eyes heavy, looking like he hasn't had a wink of sleep in days. The caffeinated beverage known as coffee does help matters, but it's not like he really knows how to brew a pot (besides, he's a hipster, we all know he'd be getting Alternian Starbucks)... So he'll just wait around, hoping someone will do it for him.]


(B. Mayfield High, later that day)

[School took forever to get through, as one would usually expect. One thing that certainly didn't help matters was that due to his glasses and his taste in clothing, he was usually a prime target for drone bullies. Being of alternian nobility did not matter much to them, and telling them that they're messing with the wrong sea troll often caused him to get his face in a toilet. You know, the usual. Awkwardly considering it as blackrom flirtation did not help matters, either. By the end of the day, it wasn't uncommon that Eridan be stuffed in a locker, and today was no exception. If you pass by one of the lockers, you can probably hear Eridan slightly whimpering, or yelling. Help him/laugh at him/ be stuck in the locker next to him?]

THIS IS FUCKIN' STUPID.

(C. The Malt Shop, even later)

[Though, everything didn't matter because by the end of the day, Eridan had something he was looking forward to: a date, of all things. At least, that's what he thinks it was. He'll be pacing nervously, waiting for her to show up. Then again, he doesn't know who to look for, as all of this planning was done completely over the phone. It could be anyone.]
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B

Date: 2011-09-22 05:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hontobakabaka.livejournal.com
[Ruri had seen the incident and she sighed, idiots. Walking over to the locker she knocked slightly]

Do you want me to get you out?

B

Date: 2011-09-22 05:33 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nosoul-nomind.livejournal.com
[Opens locker

blinks at you]


Sure is. Why're you in there?

B

Date: 2011-09-22 06:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] foretastes.livejournal.com
[she doesn't open the locker, but instead starts beating on it with her cane. loudly.]

Hahaha!

Date: 2011-09-22 08:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] misterwwizard.livejournal.com
[Oh god the bright light from being in darkness Eridan is slightly blinded as he rubs his eyes to adjust. He's still pretty sore about it all.]

Fuckin' pain in the ass fuckin' panwashed assholes... Stuffin' me into a locker an' callin' me a dweeb. They have no clue who they're messin' with...

Re: B

Date: 2011-09-22 08:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] misterwwizard.livejournal.com
[OH GOD THE NOISE. Eridan was going to take advantage of the situation to get some beauty sleep but oh god he knows that voice and that cane rattling...]

Ter could you be cuttin' that out I don't want to be goin' deaf from all the rattlin' you're doin'! Besides, I'm tryin' to sleep!

Date: 2011-09-22 08:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] foretastes.livejournal.com
Eeeeeridan? [she'd know that grape broken dreams fishy smell anywhere! Terezi very blindly pries open the locker.]

What the hell were you doing in one of the humans' solid containment units?

C

Date: 2011-09-22 09:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cameracrush.livejournal.com


Oiiiii. Anyone here not a drone?

Date: 2011-09-23 01:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nosoul-nomind.livejournal.com
That's a stupid thing to do. Why'd they do that? Did ya piss 'em off or something?

B

Date: 2011-09-23 01:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dutying.livejournal.com
[ ... Is that sound coming from a locker.. Minako can't help but sigh a little. Sometimes these drones really went too far in her opinion. Although her face is still rather poker faced and perhaps even a bit disinterested, she does open the locker. ]

You could say that again, I suppose.

B

Date: 2011-09-23 10:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bleuflag.livejournal.com
[Luckily for Eridan, just a few moments after he's gotten stuffed into the locker, a muffled voice sounds from outside above the chortling of the bully-drones.]

Oi, knock it off. [There's a sound of mumbling, the drones replying to whoever just addressed them.] --I said knock it off!

[There's a thud of someone else being shoved against the locker door, then a scuffle, then the sound of the bullies telling someone 'they'll be sorry' before footsteps shuffling away. Finally, the locker door is yanked open, a blonde kid with an eyepatch greeting him.]

Hey. You okay?

Date: 2011-09-24 12:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] misterwwizard.livejournal.com
[Eridan sighs. It's hard being a troll prince when no one cares. And no one understands. No one ever understands.]

Those fuckin' humans keep shovin' me into these lockers an' callin' me a dweeb. Probably the most barbaric way I've ever been blackflirted with...

An' the most painful...fuckin' cramped in here don't even have room to be movin'

Date: 2011-09-24 12:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] misterwwizard.livejournal.com
Oh no thank you I fuckin' love bein' stuffed into these things.

[Oh the sarcasm is so thick you can cut it with a knife.]

Date: 2011-09-24 12:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hontobakabaka.livejournal.com
[The deadpan sarcasm is there]

Well, if that's what you want....

B

Date: 2011-09-24 12:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] a1a100.livejournal.com
[Guess who's stuck in the locker next to said fish? Yep. This skinny nerd right here.]

Thut up.

[He kind of bangs his hand against the sheet of metal separating the two lockers.]

Date: 2011-09-24 12:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] misterwwizard.livejournal.com
[that voice is normally nails on a chalkboard to Eridan, but now it's a mix of that and a the feeling of sleeping on a horrible hotel pillow.]
Great.

Just fuckin' great how much fuckin' worse can my day be gettin'.

Of all the lockers to be gettin stuck in I had to be gettin' stuck in the one next to the one you're stuck in.

Date: 2011-09-24 12:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] misterwwizard.livejournal.com
[The voice sounds kinda familiar! Was that the girl he was talking too over the phone? Eridan turns to the direction of the voice only to see Ami looking for her would-be date as well.]

I'm way fuckin' better than any a' these panscrubbed assholes.

Date: 2011-09-24 12:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] a1a100.livejournal.com
Oh thtop whining, it'th only going to make the thituathion worthe.

[And he tries to force himself out by pressing up against the door but all he succeeded in doing was harming his shoulder.]

B

Date: 2011-09-24 12:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] miraculls.livejournal.com
[So I guess stuffing trolls into lockers must be a thing, because Gamzee's in one too.

That said, the difference between Gamzee and Eridan is that even though Gamzee very cheerfully occupies the bottom rung of the high school hierarchy, he is too easygoing, and more importantly too tall, to bully. He just got tired of teachers making him go to classes and decided that the locker looked like a good place for both a hiding spot and a nap.

Have some honking snores coming from the locker next to you, Eridan.]

Date: 2011-09-24 12:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] misterwwizard.livejournal.com
[Eridan kind of winces at the sounds. He knows what Sollux is trying, he's already done it and experienced much of the same pain.]

You're the one makin' your situation worse. I already tried forcin' myself out. Doesn't fuckin' help at all.

[He sighs. He really doesn't hope that these two don't get stuck together like this daily.]

Date: 2011-09-24 01:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] a1a100.livejournal.com
I can tell that it doethn't help.

[He rubs his arm.]

We're going to be thtuck in here for hourth.

[He also sighs.]

Don't you get in trouble for thkipping clath?

Date: 2011-09-24 01:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] misterwwizard.livejournal.com
They were makin' fun a' my attire an' my bling an' I told them they should be watchin' themselves cause they're messin' with nobility. Sea troll nobility.

Then they shoved my head in a toilet. Tellin' me that I should be feelin' right at home there.

Life is so hard.

Date: 2011-09-24 01:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] misterwwizard.livejournal.com
[Oh god a lisp on one side.

A honk on the other. He's not sure if this day is getting better or worse.]

Gamz please don't tell me they've been stuffin' you in these things too...

Date: 2011-09-24 01:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] miraculls.livejournal.com
HONK!

[wakes up!! looks around the empty locker confusedly]

Uhhh, there someone in here with me?

...that you, messiahs?

A.

Date: 2011-09-24 04:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] un-beau-coquin.livejournal.com
[Spy usually makes breakfast in the morning, since Pyro is pretty much shit at cooking. He puts a large plate of bacon, eggs, and pancakes in front of Eridan when he sees the downcast troll. Afterwards, he leans against the counter, food continuing to sizzle on the stove top.]

I do not usually give coffee to young... zhe younger types such as yourself, but you look absolutely awful. I might be willing to make an exception if you can convince me.

A.

Date: 2011-09-24 05:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] retardantflame.livejournal.com
[She walks sleepily into the room, aiming a flick at her not!son's head.]

What's up, Eridan?
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