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aquaorphaner:

 “Kids these days.”

Drinks another round of beer. 

“ Not to be a curious prick, but uhm. How do you drink those if you’ve got gills? “

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ahardmantokill:

“This place seems just as loud as ever. And part of the city’s dark. Just what happened?”

“ I’m not actually sure, it’s kind of normal. The city here is always sort of-” You glance to your side at exactly who is talking, attention flicking from his chest (where you thought his face was) to his actual facial area, eyes giving a slight widen. 

“ UH!!!!!!!!” This lad was way too cool for you to be talking to him.

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ofnych:

“Excuse me, have you seen my satchel? I dropped it somewhere around here.” The most he could see through the gauze were vague shapes, blurred outlines, excluding the satchel in question–which had bounced and landed in the gutter barely five feet away. He could only hope the figure he had called out to would take pity on him. “Its important.”

You didn’t see the satchel. Wherever it was, was beyond your vision, your knowledge. Here you’d been, walking down the street typing madly away on your conflabbit useless piece of crap you called a phone, minding your own business. Paying no mind to anyone. as usual in your daily routine of life, you’d eventually heard a voice, snapped out of your own universe and glanced around. Now when you saw this person, you weren’t quite sure if they were talking to you or someone else. Considering, however, after you glanced around and saw nobody other than yourself was around...well, easy enough to say- you figured it out pretty fast.

“ Satchel? Come to think of it, no. I don’t reckon I have.” Your hand putting away your phone into the back of our trousers, you idly roll up the sleeve of your shirt, eyes casting upon the ground to your left, as if the item of question would be present. “ But I can help you look for it! Just how far do you think you’ve lost it? “

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Jake A2?

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keeping up with my holiday tradition huehe

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coleosseum:

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“So. You promise you’re not gonna cheat, yeah?”

“If you fly, I’ll notice.”

The ski lift chugs on up the mountain. You fold your arms behind your head and lean back in the cushy, plastic red seat, looking out at the snow.

“And I mean like, outside of emergencies. If we’re gonna race, we gotta do it fair n’ square.” You tap your foot against your rented snowboard. 

“Unless you’re not sure you can beat me.”

Snow. It wasn’t something you saw all too much. Having grown up on an island, it was a rare sight, something that only happened if the winter was harsh, thick. But here? It seemed to be plentiful, a common scenery change among the city’s usual damper layout. How better than to spend the upgrade of winter with no one other than Leo?

The idea, at core, was more or less likely one of the most stupidest things you could think of. It had the promise of an adventure, a gateway new experiences, but at the cost of well, you making a fool of yourself. You knew how to jump down from high things without busting your ankle or splintering your bones. You knew that riding up a lift was safe, interesting and fun all around. But you, in all your island-home glory, had never learned how to either snowboard or ski. Granted, it would’ve been hard to, seeing as snow wasn’t a year round event and the times it did come down it was light, but boy howdy. You were nervous. 

“ I wasn’t planning on flying in the first place! “ You give a glance over to him, nose and cheeks tinged pink from the consistency of icy wind cooling your face. “ I’m sure I *can* beat you..somewhat. I’m just not completely wrapping my head around how we’re suppose to take this,” Your hand tugs your own board slightly, before letting it back down. “Blasted thing and not look like cockeyed, spiffy fellows, tangoing across the ice sputtering malarkey!”

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kingsdefender:

unituo 

“Ha. Easy with the fisticuffs there, Rambo. You practicing for a boxing match or something?”

“ Boxing match?! Uhm, er- I, no? I don’t think I could ever fair well in one of those. “ Did he just call you Rambo? Better yet, how long had he been standing there? You’d thought you’d been alone this whole time, punching and socking the air while yipping to yourself whenever you thought of some cool, RADICAL new move that even Strider would have to compliment. Safe to say, you’d even started to try the ninja route, leaping about and using the back alley as a space for you, yourself, and well.. you! “ Have you..been here..long? “

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coleosseum:

TO: Jake FROM: Leo

> oho think ur ready? got what it takes macho man?? > cuz im not gonna do it kindly..im gonna do it hardcorly > u ready 2 catch some motherfuckin pkmn!!!!!!!!!!!!

To: Leo From: Jake

[TXT]: Yes i sure do! [TXT]: Righto! Lets go out right this instant! [TXT]: Im hoping theres some out there that will like me.

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blowyourhousedown:

Was it really that concerning? He’d never had much of a reason for one, and it wasn’t as though there’d been calendars around back in the old days. Besides which - “’Favourite date’ is kind of a foreign concept, kid - I don’t even remember what year most things happened in. It’s not that big a deal.”

“ It kind of is, if you think about it! You’re going years and years and years without even knowing how old you are or celebrating  with anyone else. Which is effing depressing, if you ask me. “ You give a small sigh, knitting brows together. “ If you don’t have a favorite date, then let’s do this. December 25th is your *new* birthday. That’s Christmas and your day, so you can celebrate on the double! “ 

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blowyourhousedown:

“Hey, cheer up. Some of us don’t know our birthdays at all.”

“ You mean to say you don’t know yours? “ That was oddly depressing to hear. Sure, you weren’t the type who got head over heels for his own birthday, but considering you knew yours, you couldn’t fathom how it might feel to *not* know it. That was like assuming your own age every year and never having a moment where someone wished you well for even just being alive. “ Why don’t you make one up? Like on a favorite date! “

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headmastering:

“Ah, it’s that time of year at last.”

He has pulled out the numerous tacky christmas sweaters he has stashed. One even lights up! He’ll save that for a special occasion though.

Even someone like you, who wore questionable things that those of ‘style’ found to be odd- knew this was so not cool. There were things such as tacky sweaters and then there were things such as Dirk’s idea of ‘ironic’ ugly sweaters. Between the two, you were always more fond of the ironic gabble, despite your irritation with it, as those lines of clothing didn’t like like..well. Whatever Oz had conjured up. “ Do..does that light up? “

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blinkrs:

      ✰ “Christmas means presents for all the good girls ‘n’ boys! Maybe St. Winstonicolas will visit! Actually… hope he doesn’t. I wouldn’t want him to suffer here too… BUT IT’S OKAY!”

“..St...Winstonicolas?”

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lumicse:

 “Watch your wording, buddy. I’m not that old yet!”

 “Anyway, I’ve been a Pokémon Trainer for a while, if that’s what you meant. Have you caught anything yet?”

“ Wait a tic! I didn’t mean that like *you* were old. You just look like you’ve got some inkling of an idea with what to do for these little critters!” Really. You hope she didn’t take that too seriously. If anything, the lass looked somewhat younger than you were, if not in the similar age range. “No, not yet. I haven’t had any sightings of them except for the ones that people already have!” Which kind of sucked, you wanted to meet a friend of your own, but hey- seeing them was exciting in itself. “Do you have any tips for how to run into them?”

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It would seem that you’ve forgotten your own birthday.

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coleosseum:

TO: Jake FROM: Leo

> oho think ur ready? got what it takes macho man?? > cuz im not gonna do it kindly..im gonna do it hardcorly

> u ready 2 catch some motherfuckin pkmn!!!!!!!!!!!!

To: Leo From: Jake

[TXT]: Yes! I tooting do have what it takes!! [TXT]: Bring me your hardest! Im an epic lad of will power! [TXT]: Just one question.. [TXT]: Where are we going for this?

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lumicse:

 “You know, it’s kind of adorable watching all you new trainers try and get used to Pokémon!”

“ Are you an older trainer?! “

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To: Leo From: Jake

[TXT]: TEACH ME HOW TO POKEMON!! [TXT]: If you would so very kindly do so sir.