#so i make afew. then afew more. and another bunch. and they kinda just sit there

[sheepgirlmaidtummy]

im gonna shove all my underused ocs into a polycule together.. because i wanna use em more and thats definitely gonna motivate me

[proffwhombat]

1/20/17

Today was the funeral for my great grandma. It was sad. But surprisingly, everyone was in great spirits.After the funeral we went to my great grandpas place. I had my family come in from all over. Alittle background on my life, I'm a Latino. Well I'm a mutt. But I am around 60% Latino. And all my Latino family loves in Roswell NM. And if you are a Latino, you know, latino families are big ass families!  I had family all over the the damn place. And to make it even more Latino, we were all in a small house, we were a bunch of Latinos in a small house in a small town, you don't get much better then that! So we arrive there around 17:00 or so. So the sun was down and it was dark. I go in and greet everyone, kiss everyone on the cheek as is tradition. I had Bernice, Fabian, Chris, Michel, Andrea, francisco, George(say it like a Mexican so it's essentially "whore-hey" ) and sooo many more. I ate some food and then went outside to the lot next to the house. I walk over there to find them doing their usual stuff: drinking, talking, and hanging out around a big ass fire. Fabian is out there with my cousin Renee (30 some odd years old) francisco( also my cousin in his 30's) Alejandro(20 some odd years) pancho(40 somethin) Antonio (40 some odd years) and they are all fri king a bit and hanging out. I walk over to them. "Hay! Mijo! Howzit goin?" Fabian says to me. "It's going good! What about yourself?" "Oh, I'm doin fine mijo. Hey Renee, dog, you seen this guy? He is lookin so old man. Shit, you look all grown up brother." "Hahaha thanks, I appreciate it. Gracias." I say back. "De nada mijo." So we talk for a while. After talking for a bit I begin to look around me. I stand 3 or 4 feet away from our Bon fire, to my left is half of the house that burned down acouple years back. To my right, a gate, on the other side of it lies my grandpas place. Behind me is a big plot of land covered In grass. To my left is also a big pile of wood pallets. So around 20 mins later Renee leaves, Fabian looks around when he sees that Renee is gone. Befuddled as to how he didn't see him leave. "Eh  he probably just went to go take a sheet somewhere." He says in his Mexican accent. Afew minutes after Renee returns with two big ass wood brick looking things. He puts them down near the fire. "I got us some seats man." Renee says. "Ahh ah haha, I see what you doin man." Renee and I sit on one. The other still next to us, unused. "Don Chu wanna sit down man?" Renee says to Fabian and Antonio, "nah man, I'm good standing dog." Fabian says. "Nah it's good man." Antonio says. "Suit yourself." Renee says as he looks at the fire. So some time later Fabian starts talking about his experiences in Juarez. (Those that don't know Juarez was the murder capital of the world for 8 years or so. And it's right on the border with Texas.) "yeah man I remember it there. I got arrested 5 times." Fabian says as he drinks his beer. "For what?" I ask curious about my cousins endeavors that landed him in the slammer. "Well, let's see mijo..." He paused. "I think thé ferst time was for public intoxication." Mark walks over to the lot and says in his southern American accent, "I thought that was what you were supposed to do there." "Aye aye." Fabian says. "So the second time?" "Public intoxication." "The third time?" Public intoxication" "the hell did you do out there?" Mark says with a chuckle. " I drank so much man. I just couldn't help myself." Fabian said as he drank more" "anyway, the fourth time was for stealing a car." "Hahahahaha how did you steal a car?" I asked through my laughter. "Well, my friend stole a car here, in Roswell, and he drove it to me in El Paso (a city literally so close to Juarez you can talk to people across the fence. Google earth that bitch. Out of all places I have seen that ones a bizarre place to live.) so I took the car to Juarez to sell, and when I got there the car got stolen from me." "Wait, the car you stole. Got stolen from you?" Mark said. "Yeah man he jus-" "he didn't JUST steal it from you" Alejandro said to Fabian. "Tell them EXACTLY what happened." "Shit. Ok man. Well umm. Shit man, I don't remember." Fabian said looking down. "Bullshit. Listen here Eli and Mark, this is what happened: so I was with Fabian when we went to Juarez, we went there to meet our buyer. We met him near a bar and I went to go piss. So I left Fabian to sell the car. So I come back and the cars gone, Fabians sitting at the curb smoking some shit. I go up to him and say "' hey! The hell are ju doing stupi!? Where's the car?"' He looked up at me and said "'He wanted to test drive it. So I told him come back in a bit."' I looked at Fabian again. "' did that bitch fucking bribe you man?"' Fabian looked up at me. "' maybe a bit man."'  And that's what really happened" I was laughing my ass off. I looked at him and asked "well, that's a story, but how did you get in jail?" Fabian looked at me and said "we xo ya red the police to try and help us find our stolen car. And they found out we stole the car recently." I laughed even harder along with everyone else. "Yeah man, and in the slammer I got into all kinds of fights man. Like this one time some guy was talking all kinds of shit about me man. And I told him to man up and fight me on it. And he did. We were shoving each other for a bit until some guys with broom sticks came over and forced us to fight on the basket ball courts. This guy out up a good fight. But I got him. Knocked him out baby. Later that week though I was siting at lunch when I saw something out of the corner of my eye. So I jumped back just in time to see one of the folding metal chairs slam into my chair. Keep in mind mijo that I was 17 at the time so o was young and tough man. Anyway, back to the story, so he swings his chair at me and misses, I grab one side of the chair while he has the other. So we are going in circles pulling and pushing the chair around until he lets go as I had the chair. So I swing at him and he dodges it and grabs another chair. So we are swinging or chairs at each other and the other kids are watching and cheering, even the officers were watching. So I hit his chair out of his hand. He runs off towards a window that broke at lunch from a different fight and grabs a giant chunk of sharp glass. He starts running at me. I prepare myself and grab my chair. I waited for him to get close enough and then I threw my chair at him, I got his face, man was it bad! There was blood everywhere! But anyway, he fell on me all unconscious and all, but he did get me in my arm with the glass. I got stitches and locked in my cell for the next 3 days. Until my mom found me." "Wait, your mom found you? The mom thAt loves here in Roswell?" Mark said. "Yeah man. I love her to death man." "You better get her a real nice Mother's Day gift." Mark said laughing. " I do man I do." After some more time we continued talking until it became late. About 3 hours after I arrived I hear POP POP POP! I look behind me to the source of the sound. I see across the plot some guys that had a hand gun pointed up. They shot the bullets without a care. "Eh man, those guys are crazy." Fabian says. "They do that all the time man." after that I had to leave maybe 40 minutes later. And now here I am typing this all. Waiting until I have Internet to post it. It's kinda late. Ima go to bed. Goodnight Internet!