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Post by ivy on Jul 8, 2012 23:55:09 GMT -6
==> Lexi: Sass that ass.
Hell yes.
Hell.
Fucking.
Yes.
LEXI: Wow, cool. 'cause manners toootally have to be the british stereotype, huh?
LEXI: In one pinky pop i have more manners than your whole family.
LEXI: 'cept Cali, and stuff, since she's cool.
LEXI: and holy shit, Finn.
LEXI: did you just like, flex at me?
LEXI: what a tool!
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That's fucking right. You're no one's bottom bitch. If this is gonna work, you're gonna be a sassy bitch, sure, but you won't be his bitch. You're your own bitch.
Check, Finn. Your move.
You smirk at him, like you know you've already won this sass battle.
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Post by Finn Innigan on Jul 9, 2012 0:11:59 GMT -6
==> Finn: Be the tool.
You are always the tool.
You're also pretty sure that your heart is trying to climb out your throat.
Your grin widens.
FINN: cause youre such a classy lady right
FINN: such elegant fuckin language
FINN: i dunno miss lexi it kinda looked like you liked what you were seein
FINN: not that you were staring or anything
FINN: because you tooootally werent staring, right?
You wink with your left eye -- obviously, it's the only one you have -- and then you promptly FLIP THE FUCK OUT because JESUS FUCK FINN WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU EVEN DOING
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Post by dytasprite on Jul 9, 2012 0:20:05 GMT -6
==> Dyta: BE SHOCKED AND APPALLED.Your ghostly jaw hangs open. DYTASPRITE: lexi!
DYTASPRITE: i cannot even... fathom this turn of events!
DYTASPRITE: if i didn't know the severe importance of this game we would be strifing right now!
DYTASPRITE: you, young lady, have been raised better, and...
You sniffle. She's growing up. She doesn't need you anymore. Finn says things to her. Things that you never thought you'd hear. DYTASPRITE: oh my.
DYTASPRITE: perhaps it's just better if i
DYTASPRITE: rolls
DYTASPRITE: rolls
DYTASPRITE: rolls
DYTASPRITE: just go.
You sniffle once more, holding back tears as best as you can. She's becoming a woman. You're basically an afterthought. You begin to sob silently, covering your face with your hands. [/center] |
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Post by ivy on Jul 9, 2012 0:40:35 GMT -6
==> Lexi: Be the classy lady.
Finn Innigan has sassed you back. That is completely unacceptable. And the rebuttal he used was totally unfair. Yeah, you knew he was sniffing your hair, but you didn't use that against him!
LEXI: I-
LEXI: I can't even-
LEXI: Of course I wasn't staring, asshole!
LEXI: I was-
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You suddenly stop mid-sentence because one, you really didn't know what you were going to say to that one, and two, your guardian/maid/sprite has just began sniffling. Oh nooo. Real classy, Lexi. Real classy.
LEXI:Oh, shooot!
LEXI: No, Dyta, don't cry!
LEXI: I'm sorry, I should have used better language.
LEXI: Please stay, Dyta! I need yooouuu!
You go over to Dyta and try to pat her on her sholder, unsure how to console your guardian. Oh gosh, you really screwed up, and you can't even push the blame onto Finn since she specifically said you. Damn!
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Post by Finn Innigan on Jul 9, 2012 0:53:03 GMT -6
==> Finn: Be the asshole.
You are always the asshole.
Your grin is threatening to cut your face in half, because FUCK YEAH you sassed the sassy bitch and FUCKING WON, but then it just shrivels up and dies, because FUCK NO, crying women are definitely NOT YOUR THING.
Your BRO didn't teach you to be a proper gentleman and neither did BEAR, really, but you raised yourself to at least try to be a hero, so you go over to Dyta and awkwardly pat her on the back. Even if she did specifically mention Lexi, you know it's YOUR FAULT, because when shit like this happens it's pretty much ALWAYS YOUR FAULT. Generally you'd abscond, but absconding's NOT AN OPTION because you have NO FUCKING IDEA of where to go.
FINN: shit
FINN: uh, i mean
FINN: shoot
FINN: im sorry miss dyta that was my bad
FINN: im a terrible fu--
FINN: uh, a really bad influence
FINN: bringin out the worst in peoples kinda what i do
FINN: so, uh
FINN: please dont
FINN: dont cry
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Post by dytasprite on Jul 9, 2012 10:22:11 GMT -6
==> Dyta: Be sad, still.Check. Lexi uses another one of those terms. Lexi walks over and tries to console you. You will have none of it! You just continue sniffling and sobbing. DYTASPRITE: i just
DYTASPRITE: rolls
DYTASPRITE: i can't
DYTASPRITE: rolls
DYTASPRITE: believe what's going on right now.
You're going to need to do some serious rolling to get your life back on track. Then Finn, presumably the source of all this sudden trouble with Lexi but also simultaneously the source of your life and wellbeing, attempts to console you in an even more awkward attempt than Lexi's. For someone with such a foul mouth, he's actually rather polite when he tries to be. DYTASPRITE: oh!
DYTASPRITE: gosh, i shouldn't have over-reacted, i'm sorry.
You suddenly loosen your grasp on the English language and your accent kicks in even stronger as you talk through your tears. DYTASPRITE: ees just, lexi seems to be, ah, growing, before my eyes!
DYTASPRITE: ees very, ah, weird, ah, to me and, ah
DYTASPRITE: rolls
DYTASPRITE: i don't know what to do.
DYTASPRITE: i'm so sorry, please, forgive me?
DYTASPRITE: deese, ah, outbursts of emotion, dey are not de, ah, usual.
DYTASPRITE: a lot has happened recently and ees someting i am not
DYTASPRITE: rolls
DYTASPRITE: used to.
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Post by ivy on Jul 9, 2012 13:04:39 GMT -6
==> Lexi: Console your guardian.
Working on it, arrow! Stop being so hasty!
LEXI: Nooo, its fine, Dyta!
LEXI: It's totally okay, Dyta.
LEXI: A lot has been going on, and I'm sorry for being so sassy.
LEXI: You're right, you raised me better.
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You shoot Finn a glance that says "this isnt over" and hope Dyta didn't catch it. You pat her awkwardly on the back.
LEXI: Of course we forgive you, Dyta!
LEXI: And an emotional outburst is nothiiing to be sorry for!
Now that you can't sass Finn in front of your guardian, you idly wonder what's going to happen now.
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Post by Finn Innigan on Jul 9, 2012 19:22:14 GMT -6
==> Finn: Do something to make this situation a lot less awkward.
You are the KING of making things awkward. This situation couldn't be any MORE awkward if you tried, and there's NO WAY IN HELL you can make it any less.
Your stomach flip-flops -- jesus fucking christ stop doing that already -- as you smirk at Lexi, knowing that you won and knowing that she knows that you know you won. Fuck yeah. Score one to Finn.
You continue to pat Dyta on the back and nod assurance to everything Lexi's saying, and then you have no idea what to do. What do you even do in a situation like this? Fuck, how do you even talk to the sassy bitch if she can't be sassy without sending her panda sprite maid thing on a crying jag?
You run your hand through your hair and your arm cracks, and you suddenly remember that someone in this giant clusterfuck of a group is supposed to be a healer. Great. Something to talk about. You file it away for later. |
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Post by dytasprite on Jul 9, 2012 19:47:08 GMT -6
==> Dyta: Be okay.It would be very hard to do that. But you're better, at least. DYTASPRITE: gosh, that was certainly odd.
DYTASPRITE: i hope i didn't embarrass you in front of your... ah... friend? acquaintance? i'm not entirely sure your relationship?
You lean in close to Lexi so Finn can't hear. DYTASPRITE: he seems like a nice enough boy.
Despite the absolutely foul mouth. But, teenagers will be teenagers. You straighten yourself up. DYTASPRITE: thank you both.
DYTASPRITE: i'm going to leave you two alone for now, play nice!
DYTASPRITE: and don't let me catch you two using foul language.
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Post by ivy on Jul 9, 2012 20:38:51 GMT -6
==> Lexi: Feel better.
While your guardian doesn't look completely okay, she does look a bit better, which makes you feel a bit better, if only a bit.
LEXI: Oh! We're just friends!
LEXI: I've only talked to him once or twice!
LEXI: So definitely just friends.
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You accidentally repeat the first thing you said, and mentally berate yourself for you foolishness. Now it looks like you guys are more than friends! Which you aren't. You hope you sound convincing though. Your maid leans close and whispers in your ear.
Oh god. What?! Where did that come from? What does that mean? What is she insinuating??
You think you know what she is insinuating.
You blush slightly at the thought, at a loss of words again. Nope nope. You shake your head and fight to keep your calm.
Then your maid quickly excuses herself. What?! Oh shoot, now its just you and Finn. You can already feel the awkward in the air.
You have no idea how to handle this situation.
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Post by Finn Innigan on Jul 9, 2012 22:29:44 GMT -6
==> Finn: TALK ABOUT SOMETHING
YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT TO TALK ABOUT
You are literally on the verge of absconding. Alone with Lexi Collins, supreme sassy bitch? No thank you. You cannot handle this. This is beyond your realm of capabilities.
You are JUST FRIENDS with Lexi. Okay. You're okay with that. Completely okay.
Your chest aches, which is just plain fucking weird, because you sure as shit haven't been hit in the chest lately.
You take a deep breath, rub the back of your neck, and look at everything but Lexi.
FINN: um.
FINN: so
FINN: uh
You are FLIPPING THE FUCK OUT. Again. This is even worse than when you talked to Cali after you first started... feeling. God. Emotions fucking suck, you decide again. And again.
You shove your hands in your pockets to keep yourself from getting too fidgety. It doesn't work.
You take another deep breath. You have to say something. Okay. You got this.
FINN: i guess this is the part where we awkwardly talk about random shit until dyta gets back?
Congrats, Finn. Way to be a man and not address the giant fucking elephant in the room.
You decide that you hate people. If you get to grow up, you're going to live by yourself in the fucking Sahara Desert. No stupid shitty games, no uncomfortable situations, and absolutely no sassy bitches.
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Post by ivy on Jul 9, 2012 23:24:53 GMT -6
==> Lexi: Address the elephant in the room.
Haha, like that will ever happen. Despite now being a really great time to do that, you think doing that will not improve the situation. You consider chatting to him about the latest issue of InStyle. that dress on the third page? Sooo gorgeous. You realize that probably wouldn't go over well, since, HELLO, THIS IS FINN INNIGAN. He probably doesn't read InStyle. You'd be amazed if he knew what that was.
So discussing current fashion trends is out.
You aren't well versed on the interests of Finn, and there's the part where he's a really toned dude, so you doubt you have any common interests. He probably likes working out and playing with guns and doing other manly things that you have no idea what to say about.
Okay, manly things crossed off the list, too.
You two are such opposites in so many ways, it really is doubtful your interests overlap, even the slightest bit. If this was a venn diagram, your circles of interests wouldn't touch. There would be a huge gap between them because you two are just that opposite.
So there really is only one thing that comes to mind.
You also realized you kind of left an awkward pause, completely missing what he just said. Crap.
Uhh...
LEXI: Wait, what?
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Wow, way to show you were paying attention. Try again, genius.
LEXI: Er!
LEXI: I mean...
LEXI: oh gosh, uh...
LEXI: So...
You really should address the metaphorical elephant that plagues the nonexistent room. Here goes nothing.
LEXI: So, Finn.
LEXI: I...
LEXI: Okay, well.
LEXI: Do you...still, like, feel the same about me?
LEXI: Like, liking me, and all?
You try not to seem to aggressive in your posture, since you don't want to scare him into absconding. You doubt relaxing your stance does much, though. Also, you probably could have thought that through better, but you just wanted it out in the open air, so you sort of let your lips talk before your mind thought. |
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Post by Finn Innigan on Jul 10, 2012 0:35:19 GMT -6
==> Finn: BREATHE
YOU CAN'T FUCKING BREATHE
No. Nononono. She did NOT just address the giant metaphorical elephant in the room that does not fucking exist. Oh god. You can't do this. You can't fucking handle this.
You clasp your hands behind your neck and kind of hunch over, like you're trying to make yourself smaller, and you look at Lexi for one long second before staring at a flock of purple sheep instead. You're too big for this place. You're too big and too clunky and too heavy and graceless and awkward. You're still having a hard time breathing, like the giant fucking metaphorical elephant decided to sit his fat ass right on your goddamn chest.
It occurs to you that you really know nothing about this girl.
She blogs, you know that, and she's rich, and she's probably into shit like clothes and pop music and boys with nice smiles and two functioning eyes. You don't know what she likes, really, and you probably have absofuckinglutely nothing in common with her. You've seen enough shitty movies to know that that's kind of important.
If you didn't know better, you'd say that Lexi was just some moronic rich girl with too much time on her hands, but you do know better, because you've met the sassy bitch, and you just can't get her out of your head. She's sassy and she's sweet and she's so pretty it hurts.
God, you're so fucking gay in your head. You're not actually gay, though. Most of the time.
You take a deep, deep breath, as deep as you can manage with the axe hovering over you, and you straighten up just a little bit. You still can't bring yourself to look at her.
You've been quiet for a while. You should probably say something.
==> Finn: Say something.
FINN: fuck
FINN: not the random shit i had in mind
==> Finn: Say something that matters, moron!
FINN: look, uh
FINN: i really dont think it
FINN: fuck
FINN: goddamn fucking --
FINN: oh, shit.
Your BFG (3) pops out of your SYLLADEX, and you swear a bit more before you manage to captchalogue it again. A BIG FUCKING GUN is useful in NEARLY EVERY SITUATION, but you're pretty sure this is not one of them.
Wherever your BRO is, you're pretty sure he's laughing his ass off at you.
==> Finn: GET ON WITH IT
Right.
FINN: sorry, didnt mean to do that
FINN: this fucking thing is shitty as
FINN: well, shit
FINN: right, not the fucking point
FINN: um
FINN: i dont think it really matters
FINN: i mean
FINN: im just some dumbass delinquent right
FINN: i guess, uh
FINN: shit i fucking hate talking about shit like this
FINN: uh,
FINN: i guess
FINN: yeah
FINN: i do, uh
FINN: like you
FINN: wow holy shit
FINN: that was way fucking harder than it shouldve been
FINN: ...
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Post by ivy on Jul 10, 2012 1:19:30 GMT -6
==> Lexi: Relax.
Sorry, no. Totally not do-able. Finn Innigan has admitted to still liking you. You can't help but feel a strange swelling in your chest. Finn had a hard time getting that out, for quite obvious reasons. You...you should probably say something now.
LEXI: I...I see.
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Wow great way to sound. Totally doesn't sound like you're letting him down easy. Jesus christ, just spit the rest out before he gets the wrong idea!
LEXI: So, like.
LEXI: Okay.
LEXI: I...I guess I don't feel the exact same way about you, Finn.
LEXI: I mean, we've only chatted with each other, like a couple times and stuff.
LEXI: But from what few conversations we've had, I guess you're a pretty okay guy?
LEXI: So.
LEXI: If you want to like, try the whole relationship thing out, then...
LEXI: I'm willing to give it a shot too.
LEXI: Since you seem like a good guy, and I admit to beingslightlyinterested.
That last part came out a little rushed, but slightly intelligible. Everything feels really intense. You're suddenly aware of the grass brushing your shoes as it sways, your hair moving in the wind, your heartbeat that's right in your throat, the blood that rushed to your face-- everything. You look at everything except Finn. His shoes, his really nice abs, his strong arms- your eyes shift before going any farther since you don't want to look at his face. The sheep look really fluffy. Maybe when you die from embarrassment, you will go to heaven and there will be sheep there. You wonder if heaven exists. You find yourself hoping it does, because you think your heart's about to break. You aren't sure if that was intended as a metaphor.
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Post by threeam3 on Jul 10, 2012 2:11:42 GMT -6
-- [NP] began pestering [AH]--
NP: Hey Finn.
NP: I know you are somewhat busy right now.
NP: But I need a brother to help me get through my gates.
NP: So when you have sweet-talked your girl...
NP: Oh, shit.
NP: I mean do whatever you're planning on doing.
NP: If you haven't already done it.
NP: And tell Lexi I said 'Have fun'.
NP: Then throw me a bone.
NP: Because I am pretty sure I'm not allowed to fly into it.
NP: Even though that wouldn't be a problem.
NP: Psiionics, bro.
NP: Also, what the hell do I do with the Kernelsprite now?
NP: Because it's just buzzing at me. My head hurts. |
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