who the heck learned you
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何が起こっている?! (nani ga okotte iru) - What is happening?! / What's going on?!
それはスコルピオントレッドミル!! (sore wa sokorupion toreddomiru) - It's the Scorpion Treadmill!!
この二人に乗せてのトレッドミルです. (kono futari ni nosete no toreddomiru desu) - It's the treadmill for these two (people). / Put these two (people) on the treadmill.
"The boys' accents suggest that they probably learned English first and speak it best, and Splints has been pretty clear that he doesn't really want anything to do with his roots as a Hamato, so I don't imagine he spoke to them in Japanese very much as a way of distancing them from all that. But the reality shows seem to always be on--I wonder how much of the language the boys picked up just because of the background ambience? Like, maybe they can understand Japanese better than they can speak it, and their lexicon is just… the weirdest friggin' shit, because of all that reality TV. They don't know how to ask "where's the bathroom?" they know how to say "I can't believe that man on the treadmill got eaten to death by scorpions""
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I needed some comfort today ^^
I feel like it’s been weeks since the tenth, so much has happened so fast. Some amazing (mostly referring to the result of day nine’s art), though some difficult, and some really painful. It’s only been two days, but real time always doesn’t line up with my perception (at least I can piss off Jim lol /silly /lh). Either way, today I had enough energy and time to draw, so I went all out and drew a comfort piece, combining day 11 and 12. For a bit I was debating combing Post-Parable AU with Zending as an exploration of Leo’s specific trauma with that ending (he has a lot, more than most Narrys I’d say), but the past has proven that vent art doesn’t really happen for me, especially since I use art as more of an escapism thing than personal processing. So we’ve just got some good old fashioned plotless (but lore filled) fluff. Idk if I’ll do this, but I may do a note filled explanation image like I did for the day three Jim image, but who knows, maybe if I’m really tired on another free draw day. Either way it’s late now, as it usually has been for these posts, so I’ll end this rant here ^^ /gen
Day 11 (Fanon): Post-Parable AU
Day 12 (Fanon): Quality Time
PS: I don’t think I have anything else to say but it feels weird not having a PS :( /nsrs /lh
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"You spelled your name with an X here."
"No shit." Jaxon took the paper from Leo's hand. "That's how my name's spelled."
Leo snatched the paper out of his hands, wheeling around on her heel, pacing around the floor. "It is not how your name is spelled."
"Wait, wait, wait." Jaxon laughed, waving his hands in the air. He patted Leo on the shoulder. "How do you spell my name?"
"Fucking J-A-C-K-S-O-N. Like every other person on the fucking planet." Leo turned back around, hand loosely placed over her mouth. "No way I've been spelling your name wrong for two years."
"You have been." He stole the paper back, rolled it up like a magazine, and hit her over the head with it a few times. "You've been spelling my name wrong. For two years. Do I really look like a 'CKS' Jackson to you?"
"No! That's why I was confused!"
"Look me in the fucking eyes, and tell me that you, genuinely and with all of your heart, don't think I'm the kind of person to choose a funky spelling of the most basic name ever."
"Oh my god-"
"It's gonna be okay, Leo-"
"Oh my god, you would pick that name for yourself. With an X. You fucking nerd. I'm so pissed. I almost got killed by a J-A-X-O-N. God dammit. I hate you. I hate you vehemently."
"Wow." He put a hand over his heart, faking offense. "I can't believe you would say that to your best, closest, goodest, nicest, smartest-"
"Too far."
"-kindest... uh... funniest friend."
"First of all, you rank second place, since you pushed me off a building. Second, half of those were the same thing. Third, goodest is not a word, and I hate you for saying it to me.."
"I love you too." Jaxon smiled, and patted Leo on the shoulder again. "I don't think you should do a spelling bee anytime soon. Just change my name in your contacts, and we'll be on our way, and maybe I won't tell Lily. She'll never let you live this down, y'know."
"I know. I'm not changing your name in my phone." Leo was on her phone anyway, scrolling through, before showing him the screen. His contact name was Shithead Mcgee. He took the phone from her hand, and pretended to put it in his mouth.
"Don't eat my phone," Leo scolded, snatching it out of his hand. Her expression shifted into something indescribable. "I can't believe I just said that with a straight face to a sixteen-year-old."
"...So, you've never seen my name written out-"
"Oh, shut up." Leo pretended to sob into her hands. "Usually, if someone texts me and says guess who fell down a flight of stairs again, I can narrow it down to either you or Elliot."
"That's fair." Jaxon shrugged, and ran up to catch up with Leo. He hummed thoughtfully. "Ellie falls down the stairs a lot."
"I wholeheartedly believe Logan would literally install an elevator if we asked politely." Leo grabbed for his hand, pulling him forward. She pointed at their state's welcome sign on the side of the road. "Look, we're almost home. Few more hours?"
"...Few more hours." His chin rested against Leo's shoulder, eyes drifting shut, and snapping back open. Exhaustion hit like five trucks all at once. His feet dragged in the yellow, dead grass, right hand hanging onto Leo's sleeve. She stopped walking.
"...I can probably get enough internet or whatever in like, thirty minutes. Can call Logan, or Cass, or Kai if he's up here. See if someone can just come and get us."
"Please." Jaxon let himself collapse into the dirt. "I think I'm about to die, dude. Call Logan. He's least likely to have our heads on a stick for the whole, uh, we went missing for nearly three months and everyone thinks that we're dead stunt."
"Calling him." Leo shot him a warning glance. "My phone's about dead, so no fucking around. Don't just start to scream for no reason."
"Curses, you know my tricks," Jaxon deadpanned. The phone started to ring. There was a beat of silence. "...So how do you spell everyone else's names?"
"I can leave you here."
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